Gu Xinran pointed to the bamboo forest in the distance, "See that? I'll go cut some bamboo later, cut more to hold water."

I don’t know how long it will take before I can encounter such a good thing again, so I must save enough.”

Xiao Ba gave Gu Xinran a thumbs up, "Smart!"

The two of them ate half full and walked towards the bamboo forest.

Gu Xinran chopped and collected the pieces into the space, half outside and half inside. If one day the space becomes big enough for living things to enter, these pieces can be used as fences.

At worst, you can prepare some extra bamboo skewers so you don’t have to worry about grilling.

The two of them worked hard for half an hour, and hundreds of bamboos fell to the ground, most of which were Xiao Ba's work.

Soon, there was the sound of chaotic footsteps, and soon, the Qingshan Village army, a long line appeared before their eyes, some carrying buckets, some holding basins, some holding pots...

Very spectacular!

In addition to those who stayed behind in the camp, more than a hundred villagers, young and old, men, women, and children came out.

Gu's mother also came and brought two more buckets for Gu Xinran and Xiao Ba. There was no shortage of water at home, but the process of storing water was necessary.

He also thoughtfully brought lunch for Gu Xinran and Xiao Ba. They were wrapped in big cotton-padded jackets all the way, and they were still warm when they opened them.

There were eight fake black-faced steamed buns with meat sauce. Gu Xinran ate three of them, and the other five went into Xiao Ba's stomach.

When the villagers saw the clear mountain spring in the pond, they all smiled happily.

Water is now more important than silver and can be compared with food.

Everyone quickly filled up the utensils in their hands and prepared to carry them back. Seeing that there was still a lot left in the pool, they decided to try again.

Gu Xinran called the village chief and told him about the bamboo water storage, asking everyone to store as much water as possible.

He was told that the bamboo had been cut and asked to take everyone over to move it.

The villagers who were listening also came to their senses at this moment. They hurriedly expressed their gratitude and rushed to hold the bamboo.

Gu Xinran also kept five for herself.

She asked the villagers to remove the branches first, divide the bamboo into four sections, break through the middle bamboo joints, and then cut some trees of similar size to make wooden plugs, and a very good water storage container was created.

Everyone filled the prepared bamboo tubes with water, set them aside and left them under guard before starting to carry the water down the mountain. This amount of water was enough for the villagers to use for a long time.

Gu Xinran and Xiao Ba volunteered to stay behind to guard.

After the villagers filled the bamboo tubes, the pool was almost empty. Gu Xinran secretly filled it again while no one was paying attention.

It is not easy to escape, and resting in the same place is also fate. If you can help, then help.

When they returned to the foot of the mountain, the other refugees saw that they had found a water source and followed them up the mountain.

When everyone came up to fetch water again, a long trail of people followed behind.

The villagers were surprised to find that the water in the pond had risen again. They said it was magical and that this was truly a piece of Feng Shui treasure land.

The refugees who followed were overjoyed to see the long-lost spring water and rushed to get water.

Gu Xinran took the bucket brought by her mother and came to the pond again. Taking the opportunity to fetch water, she cheated one last time and then went down the mountain with the villagers.

When we returned to the resting place, it was already the afternoon. Everyone hurried to organize the water they had fetched from the mountain and fixed the bamboo tubes firmly on the car.

The villagers looked at them and felt a sense of security in their hearts.

Those who followed the people who went up the mountain to fetch water came back one after another, with smiles on their faces. When they passed by the campsite in Qingshan Village, they expressed their gratitude frequently.

At this time, four carriages were coming towards this side from a distance. One of them was carved with flowers, birds, fish and insects, and brocade curtains fluttered in the wind. It was obvious that it belonged to a wealthy family, but it was too ostentatious in such a disaster year.

The owner of the carriage saw a deserted village beside the official road, with many people carrying buckets and basins, and it was very lively, so he sent the security guard to inquire.

The guard came back excitedly and said to the mistress, "Those people found a water source in the mountains!"

The still charming woman hurriedly asked the guards to drive the carriage towards the deserted village, as they had very little water left.

It’s a pity that the people who came down the mountain behind them were carrying empty buckets and told them that all the water on the mountain had been drawn.

A dissatisfied and irritated young girl's voice came from the carriage, "Mom, there's no water in the mountains, so you should buy some from them. If I don't bathe soon, I'll go crazy!"

The woman softly consoled him, "Yan'er, things are different now. Let's be patient. It's hard for everyone to even get water these days. We can't make a fuss."

The girl was even more dissatisfied. "Why should I endure this? It's all your fault. If we were still with Dad, would we be able to endure this?"

The woman was exhausted and thought to herself that she didn't want to divorce, but there was nothing she could do. The master said that something big was going to happen and this was the only way to save them both, so she had to take her daughter back to her parents' home in Yunzhou for refuge.

What can she do?

The master still had a conscience and swallowed his pride to borrow two thousand taels of silver from his colleagues to give to the mother and daughter.

The four wagons were also filled with food, water, and daily necessities;

Six guards and two maids were arranged to protect and serve them.

She was able to overcome the difficulties on the road, but her daughter, who had been brought up in pampered conditions, kept complaining all the way and obviously could not bear such hardship.

What to do? This was the only precious child left, so he managed to coax her: "Okay, I'll ask the guards to ask, hoping they can distribute some water."

These two people are Li Shiyin, who divorced Magistrate Sun, and her trouble-making daughter Sun Ziyan.

Unexpectedly, I met you here!

Water is so scarce nowadays that no one would give up life-saving water, especially when they heard that it was used for bathing. This was too ignorant of the suffering of the world, and no one paid any attention to them at all.

The guards returned empty-handed!

Sun Ziyan had not yet come out of her identity as a young lady. She got off the carriage with the help of her maid, holding her slightly dirty gorgeous dress, and walked towards the crowd angrily.

He randomly found a villager who was loading water onto a cart, pointed at the water tank, and rudely ordered: "I want this tank of water. How much silver?"

That domineering and arrogant look is so annoying.

This is not a peaceful time. With a whole village as our backup, are we still afraid of a team of four carriages?

The villagers gave her a sidelong look and said unhappily, "No."

When has Sun Ziyan ever suffered such humiliation? She has always been high and mighty and praised by others.

She was so angry that her voice rose an octave. "You are a lowly person. You are shameless. Do you know who I am?"

When the fellow villagers saw someone causing trouble, dozens of strong men stood in a row and glared at Sun Ziyan.

The villager became even more stubborn. "Who are you? What's your relationship with us? We're all refugees. Who is nobler than the other?"

Mrs. Li knew her daughter had said something wrong and hurried out to make amends, "My apologies, dear brothers. The child is young and naive, please don't blame me."

Seeing that there was still someone who was reasonable, the villagers thought it was better to avoid trouble and prepared to retreat.

But Sun Ziyan was a brainless person. "My father is Sun Xuantao, the prefect of Sun Xuantao. Hurry up and give me the water, otherwise I will let my father chop off your head."