That evening, Su Muyao brought Su Laosan to the refugee camp.

“Father, you don’t need to send any messages. Just stay here in the corner and keep watch. I’ll do it myself.”

"And I have a treasure that makes me invisible to others."

Upon hearing his daughter's words, Su Laosan knew that the divine master must have given his precious child some treasure once again.

"Alright, with the treasure your master gave you, your father is at ease. But you still need to be careful not to get discovered."

The little dumpling nodded and turned to approach the large group of refugees.

Some people don't sleep at all at night and are wide awake, but when they see a little baby passing by in their territory, they don't think anything of it.

However, there were relatively few people who were awake. Out of such a large group of people, only one or two households were awake, while the rest slept like dead pigs.

The snoring was deafening, almost enough to rupture one's eardrums.

Using her wide sleeves as a cover, Su Muyao took out the bags of grain that had been sorted in the space and placed them next to each household's package.

Once the last household on the outskirts has finished, the process will be complete, and the hexagram will change direction and the outcome will be reversed.

Just as Su Muyao took out two bags of rice from her spatial storage and placed them in front of the refugee family, which appeared to be quite large, Su Muyao was about to leave.

Suddenly, the boy, who was sleeping soundly just a second ago, was staring at himself with wide eyes the next second.

Just then, the boy cried out in surprise, and the man holding him suddenly opened his eyes sharply, scanning towards where Su Muyao was.

Su Muyao was startled by the sharp eyes. Without thinking further, she threw the two bags on the ground and turned to leave.

The man tried to chase after him, but his son grabbed his sleeve.

"Father, that sister of yours just now probably wanted to secretly put this here. She probably didn't mean any harm. Let's see what's in these two bags first?"

The man nodded and opened the bag that the little baby had placed at their feet. Inside, there was a bag of pure white rice.

"My father is actually white rice."

The man nodded, acknowledging his son's words, but stared blankly at the spot where the little girl had left.

The man practiced martial arts from a young age and grew up to become a renowned bodyguard. Although his profession was dangerous, he earned a considerable amount of money each time, so his family was able to live comfortably without worrying about food or drink.

The sudden change occurred two years ago.

That time, the entire grain transport team was robbed and killed by masked men in black. It wasn't until later that they learned that the masked men had mistaken them for someone else, and that the brothers who died had only sacrificed themselves in vain.

Although the man survived, his leg was essentially ruined, and no transport team would hire him after that.

In addition, the family struggled financially for the next two years because their son needed to go to school, and the money they had saved up for fleeing the famine had already been spent along the way.

These past two days, the food bags have been almost empty, and the elderly in the family have basically stopped eating at every meal.

He's been really worried these past two days. He went into the city with a few coins, but couldn't find anyone who needed help, so he went back out of the city.

They had planned to head back after tonight.

I plan to go to the mountains to see if we can survive by eating grass roots and tree bark. If not, even if we all die together, at least we will be buried together as a family.

...

When Su Laosan saw his daughter run back safely, he finally felt relieved.

"Sweetie, didn't you say you could turn invisible? Why can I still see you?"

Su Muyao scratched her head, thinking to herself, "If I didn't say that, would you dare let me go alone?"

Although that's what she thought in her heart, she comforted her father, saying, "You're my family, of course you can see it, but others can't. Okay, let's go."

Su Laosan knew this wasn't the place to talk, so he picked up Su Muyao and carried her into the city.

They now have Beijing residency and no longer need to pay extra to enter the city.

Su Laosan carried Su Muyao back home, panting heavily, as the rest of the family was still awake.

Seeing that the two children had returned safely, they went back to their rooms to rest.

I had no dreams that night.

The next morning, chaos erupted at the refugee camp.

"Honey, look! There's a bag of polished rice in our house."

After the woman finished speaking, she went to shake the man who was still lying on the ground, fast asleep.

The man didn't even open his eyes, waving his hand in the air as if shooing away flies.

"Alright, are you still half asleep? How could we possibly have polished rice in our house?"

Are you delirious from hunger? Sleep more, that way you won't feel hungry."

After the man finished speaking, he turned over, scratched his buttocks, and fell into a deep sleep again.

The woman rubbed her eyes, realized she hadn't misread it, and quickly went to call her mother-in-law.

After the old lady went up to confirm that it was indeed pure white rice, she kicked the man in the buttocks.

"Son, get up and see what this is?"

The man didn't dare complain when he heard his mother's voice. He rubbed his eyes, went to the place they had mentioned, opened the package, and found that it really was pure white rice.

This is something that only high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital can afford; ordinary people would never have eaten it.

The man pinched his arm and realized he wasn't dreaming. With a howl, he sat down on the bag of rice.

"My goodness! Where did you get this? You dare to leave it here so openly? Aren't you afraid someone will steal it?"

The old lady was also frightened away by her son's actions; little did she know...

If her daughter-in-law hadn't called her over, she... yes, her daughter-in-law.

He immediately glanced at his daughter-in-law, thinking what was on his mind.

The woman was also confused and quickly came to the old lady and explained, "Mother, I don't know what happened either. When I got up this morning, I found this extra bag of grain. When I opened it, I found it was white rice."

Upon hearing this, the old woman immediately knelt down, looked up at the sky, and began to pray, muttering, "Thank you, God, for showing us your mercy and bestowing this food upon us. We will certainly do good deeds in the future."

Early in the morning, this scene was playing out in front of every household.

Some observant people have noticed that it wasn't just their family that received the rice; every family among the refugees received a bag of rice of the same size.

Some of my close girlfriends have already started chatting about the strange things that happened today.

Some elderly people are very superstitious. They believe that God must have taken pity on them to give them this kind of refined rice that they have never seen before.

Most people knew in their hearts that this must have been a kind-hearted family that distributed it while everyone was asleep.

Only the family of the镖师 (bodyguard/escort) knew the origin of this rice.

The palace is unusually lively today, as the rain-praying ceremony is tomorrow.

The ladies of each palace were selecting their clothes and accessories, hoping to catch the emperor's eye during the grand ceremony.