The couple took the bundle with tears of gratitude, and were shocked to see the brand new fine cotton jacket with snow-white surface inside!

They had never worn such good clothes in their lives. The cotton-padded jackets on their bodies were full of patches. It was just called a cotton-padded jacket, but in fact it was made of coarse linen on the outside and stuffed with reed fluff on the inside, so it was not warm.

Mr. and Mrs. Wang and Wu Ya just came to thank Gu Xinran for the sweet soup she sent them in the morning. They didn't expect that she gave them a way to survive and gave them such a generous gift. They really didn't know how to repay her.

The three of them knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Gu Xinran.

"Xinran, thank you for giving us a way out. From now on, we will be your slaves and do whatever you want!"

"Sister Ran, I will repay you."

Gu Xinran moved aside and said, "I trust you. Go ahead and do your work. It won't be good if others see us."

The three of them left silently, and Boss Wang's back straightened a lot.

After they left, Grandma Gu came out from the back of the car and sighed:

"Uncle Wang's family are such scoundrels. They'll regret it one day. The hardworking people have been driven away. Just look at how these lazy people in the house can survive. Ranran, you did the right thing. We still have plenty of black rice and brown rice anyway, so it's good to give it to them."

Gu Xinran affectionately held her grandmother's arm and praised her for her kindness, wisdom and magnanimity.

Grandma Gu was coaxed into smiling happily.

Not long after, the gong sounded and everyone continued on their way.

In the afternoon, two mule carts from the Qiu family were added to the rear-end team.

His three-year-old daughter Yuanyuan is cute and chubby. Tingting loves her very much. They play and sleep together.

There was a faint smile on Brother Gu's lips, and his good mood of being able to escape the famine with his master was still continuing.

The afternoon went relatively smoothly. There were some refugees on the road, but not many. If they were stared at, the guards would scare them away with a flash of their swords.

They stayed in a small mountain village at night. Master Qiu had some friendship with the village chief there, so they spent a peaceful night.

The next morning, Mr. Fan took Xuanxuan to the ox cart to study again. Gu Xinran always felt that Mr. Fan's eyes when he looked at Xuanxuan were too hot, as if he was thinking about his father through him, and he shook his head and sighed from time to time.

Gu Xinran felt like a cat scratching her heart, and decided to find out the truth and not let her father die with injustice.