As he spoke, he knelt down on the ground.
Gan Tang supported her, and she looked up at the sky, also on the verge of tears.
Mo Huaixing, where are you?
"Get out of here right now!"
As darkness approached, the disheveled woman grew anxious and began to lash Madam Chu with her whip, but Gan Tang shielded her from the blows.
The sound of flesh being torn open was horrifying. Madam Chu wanted to reach out and shield Gan Tang from behind, but when the whip fell, she recoiled in fear, crying and begging for mercy, "Please stop hitting me!"
The mountain area grew increasingly quiet and cold as evening fell.
The disheveled woman in her tattered cotton-padded clothes stared at Madam Chu's purple-gold coat, her eyes lighting up. She shoved Gan Tang aside and took off Madam Chu's coat.
After putting on her coat, the disheveled woman continued to urge them on: "Hurry up and leave!"
Gan Tang gritted her teeth and said, "My aunt really can't walk, it's not like she doesn't want to. Let go of my hand, I'll carry her on my back."
The disheveled woman untied Gan Tang's hands and urged, "Hurry up!"
Madam Chu was only wearing a thin sweater and was shivering from the cold.
Gan Tang took off his own coat and put it on Madam Chu, then carried her on his back and walked forward.
She had whip marks on her back and injuries on her legs. Madam Chu felt a pang of pity. "Xintang, please put me down!"
"It's nothing!" Gan Tang's leg injury didn't damage any bones or tendons, so walking wasn't a problem, but it hurt, a piercing pain.
After walking for a while, Madam Chu leaned close to Gan Tang's ear and said in a pitiful voice, "Xin Tang, I'm hungry."
"Auntie, I have some steamed buns in my coat pocket. Please have a couple of bites."
Madam Chu took out the dusty steamed bun, looked at it for a long time, took a difficult bite, and put it back in her pocket. She really couldn't eat it.
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