Transmigrating to Flee Famine, She Relies on Her Space to Rescue an Emperor

Gu Xinran, who had lived ten years in the apocalypse, trembling and exhausted, transmigrated into a small village girl.

Here, the mountains are green and the water is clear, the air is fresh,...

Chapter 50: The Secret of the Sleeve

This place is very remote and the surroundings are desolate. A dilapidated house stands alone in the wilderness.

Hearing the sound of horse hooves, someone came out. It was Brother Xiaokang holding a big knife and the village chief.

When he learned the purpose of their visit, Village Chief Li smiled happily, saying that they were really helping in times of need!

There are several poor families in the village. They can only sleep wrapped in reed quilts at night, shivering with cold. Their lives are really hard.

He called a few men over and carried four large bags of things into the submerged house.

When Gu Xinran was packing, she calculated that each family would receive a quilt and more than a dozen sets of cotton clothes, and asked the village chief to distribute them to those who needed them most.

The four households that were not from this village were each given a piece of cloth used as a wrapping cloth for a large tent curtain. It was a good thing and very thick.

Everyone carefully touched the quilt in their hands, which was soft and warm, and they were filled with gratitude.

The poor families Zheng Jiahe and Wang Lao Da also received another set of cotton-padded clothes.

Gu Xinran thought that families like the village chief's and the Zhang family would disdain the quilts used by others, but she didn't expect that when they saw the fine cotton cover and the white cotton padding, they couldn't stop smiling.

She underestimated the cost of buying a quilt. Many people's quilts are just called quilts, but they actually have nothing to do with cotton.

It's just willow catkins or reed fluff wrapped in linen, which is not warm at all.

Amidst the laughter and joy, Gu Xinran inadvertently noticed that Wang Po's greedy eyes were staring at the quilt and cotton coat in Wu Ya Niang's arms.

She walked up to Wu Ya, touched her face, which looked a little better, and asked loudly:

"Have you been eating well these days? If someone bullies you, be sure to tell the village chief, or you can tell me."

After saying this, he glared at Mrs. Wang coldly.

Mrs. Wang thought of Xiao Ba's big knife, and quickly turned around and hid behind the crowd, thinking she was a coward who bullied the weak and feared the strong.

Seeing this scene, Wu Ya smiled brightly: "Thank you, Sister Ran. I have had a great time these days. It is the happiest time I have ever had since I can remember."

After that, he leaned over to Gu Xinran's ear and whispered lightly, "The old woman and the little bully don't dare to rob my family anymore. We carry big sticks with us, and the aunties in the village also help us."

Gu Xinran kept praising them for being so great. That’s how it should be. Good people are often bullied, and good horses are often ridden. To bad guys, you have to be even worse than them.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart that this playful look is what a six-year-old child should be like.

Next, Gu Xinran chatted with the little sisters, and Grandpa Gu discussed the precautions for tomorrow's departure with the village heads.

The imperial edict has been issued, and the fleeing army will become larger and larger. The disaster in Chengzhou is not that serious, and the new ones have water and food, so they will not cause trouble.

However, most of the refugees who came from Atlantis and Cangzhou have probably run out of food and ammunition and are capable of doing anything, so we must run ahead of them.

Everyone agreed to speed up and move forward!

After finishing their work, the three of them left the south city with everyone's warm farewell.

On the way back to the inn, Xiao Ba rode his horse ahead to lead the way.

Gu Xinran drove the car and asked grandpa to get into the car, close the door and rest as it was warmer inside.

But grandpa remained indifferent. He sat in the driver's seat, right next to her, his eyes falling on her from time to time, and he seemed to want to say something but stopped himself several times.

Seeing Grandpa Gu's expression, she knew that he was probably curious about the things in his sleeves.

"Grandpa, if you have something to say, please tell me. There are no secrets between us that cannot be shared."

Grandpa Gu looked around and said to Xiao Ba with disdain, "Little Ba, please move forward a few steps. I have something to say to Ran Ran."

Xiao Ba looked at the two of them suspiciously. Grandpa Gu was really rude to him. Seeing that Gu Xinran also signaled him to move forward, he urged his horse to go a few steps faster and put some distance between them.

Gu Xinran said with a smile: "You can tell me now."

Grandpa Gu poked his head out again, scanned around, and after making sure no one was around, he leaned over to Gu Xinran's ear and whispered:

"Ran Ran, do you have the secrets that the gods use?"

Gu Xinran lowered her voice and replied mysteriously, "The gods said that we can't tell you!"

Grandpa Gu was overjoyed when he got a positive answer. He knew that his granddaughter was a lucky person.

He could survive after falling into a river, he could make magical medicine, he could hunt wild boars and deer by digging traps, he could find yams and catch fish...

Being able to live a good life with his family must be a blessing from the gods or a fairy child who has descended to earth.

"No, I won't tell anyone. Don't worry, Grandpa is tight-lipped."

After saying that, he covered his mouth.

Seeing his silly and cheerful grandfather, Gu Xinran couldn't believe that the taciturn man had such a cheerful side.

"It's okay for my family to know a little bit, but Xuanxuan and Tingting are too young, so forget it. I'm afraid they might say it unconsciously."

Grandpa Gu patted his chest and said, "Don't tell them, and we won't discuss this matter in our family in the future.

Tell Grandpa secretly, can you put some food and water in there? There are too many holes.”

Gu Xinran had long wanted to bring in some grain, as it was not easy for the livestock to travel such a long distance.

"Okay, let's take half of it. If we take all of it, everyone will get suspicious and think that Brother Xiao didn't send us any food."

Grandpa Gu nodded happily, thinking that with a granddaughter like Ranran who was blessed by the gods, he would definitely have a safe journey on the escape from famine.

When we returned to the inn, it was already 8pm. Brother Gu was still standing guard in the backyard, brandishing his sword by the campfire.

Xiao Mingzhan's big knife really hit his heart. Seeing how excited he was, he didn't want to sleep in the first half of the night.

Grandpa Gu asked Xiao Ba to go and rest first, and replace him with Gu Yuchen in the second half of the night.

As soon as he left, Grandpa impatiently pulled Gu Xinran into the ox cart, closed the door, and told her to keep only the black flour and coarse rice, taking away the rest.

Brother Gu was curious about what his grandfather and sister were doing in the carriage instead of going back to their room to sleep.

I came over and pushed the door open, and was stunned!

Gu Xinran touched them one by one, and the food disappeared instantly!

He happened to see this magical scene and rubbed his eyes hard, thinking he was hallucinating.

Grandpa Gu was also shocked, it was amazing!

Looking at the two stunned people, Gu Xinran got off the car first, collected some of the food on the carriage, and took away the two large water tanks on the mule cart.

When she finished her work, Brother Gu looked at her with sparkling eyes, his face full of disbelief, but he didn't ask any more questions.

It’s great that grandpa can handle everything, so she doesn’t have to make excuses.

The three men rearranged the carriages, piling all the grain on the horse-drawn carriages, moving all the water jars onto the ox-drawn carts, and continuing to ride on the good mule-drawn carts. The mule-drawn cart driven by Duke Zheng was much emptier without the water jars.

After a discussion, several people decided to use the extra space in the car driven by Zheng Bo as a ride for the villagers. Those who really couldn't walk could use the straw to exchange for a chance to rest.

Speaking of water tanks, I have to praise the people on Xiao Mingzhan's side for their thoughtful work. The water is stored in a big-bellied tank with a small opening and large capacity.

The opening was covered with oilcloth, tied tightly with a rope, and a wooden cover was placed on top so that no water could leak out even when the horse was running.

The busy day finally ended. Under the admiring gaze of the grandfather and grandson, Gu Xinran returned to the guest room and couldn't wait to enter the space.