Fengjiu put some of the grain in the granary of the government office, and when he came out, he saw the prince who had rushed back.
Fengjiu knew that the prince also had a ring space, so she gave him the well-drilling machine used today and also gave him some of the grain.
Originally, Fengjiu wanted to split her troops into three groups, but Nangong Beichen was unwilling to do so, fearing that she would be in danger alone.
Helplessly, Feng Jiu and Nangong Beichen had to take a group of five secret guards, and the prince had to take a group of fifteen secret guards.
The two groups went their separate ways.
Fengjiu and his friends went to Nanyuan County first. They did not fly a helicopter, but two off-road vehicles to see if there were any villages along the way.
An Yi and An Er drove the car while the others took a nap in the car. Feng Jiu and Nangong Beichen were just little kids. Although they were cultivators now, they couldn't resist their body instincts and they both fell asleep in a short while.
After about an hour, Fengjiu found that the car had stopped. Fengjiu rubbed her eyes in a daze and saw An Yi staring out of the car without blinking.
Fengjiu also sat up and looked over, only to see a pale-faced, ragged old woman holding a child who looked to be about one year old.
The old woman had cut her wrists, and drops of bright red blood from her hands dripped into the mouth of the dying child.
The child pursed his lips tightly, refusing to drink the blood flowing from the old woman's wrist. The old woman's eyes were full of sorrow and despair.
"Baoer, drink some quickly. Grandma still has a lot of blood in her body. It's okay."
The old lady seemed to have not spoken for a long time, her voice was very hoarse, and the child in her arms was unwilling to open his mouth, his eyes full of heartache.
Fengjiu opened the door and got out of the car, trotted to the old lady, and took out a bottle of mineral water from her bag.
"Grandma, please drink some water first. Put the little brother down and I'll give him some water."
When the old lady saw that the person coming was a fair-skinned little girl and the water in her hand, she swallowed hard.
"Thank you, little girl. I don't want to drink water. Please give my grandson a sip. It would be a waste for me to drink it!"
Fengjiu didn't say much. He just unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it to the old lady's mouth. The old lady didn't have time to dodge before the water touched her lips.
She also opened a bottle for the little boy in the old lady's arms, and the little boy held the bottle and gulped down a few gulps.
The old lady took a sip and handed the bottle back to Fengjiu. Fengjiu said, "Grandma, drink more. There's still a lot of water here."
Fengjiu pointed at the bag she was carrying. Seeing that her bag was bulging, the old lady held the bottle and took a few big gulps.
The little boy looked at Fengjiu with his eyes wide open, "Sister, are you a fairy?"
Fengjiu smiled and said, "Yes, I'm here to save you."
The old woman then put the little boy on the ground and knelt down in front of Fengjiu. "Little girl, thank you for giving us water. I don't have anything valuable on me anymore. When we return to the village, we will thank you for your kindness."
Feng Jiu quickly helped the old lady up, "Grandma, please get up quickly. You are so old, how can you kneel before a child like me? Get up quickly."
At this time, An Yi and Nangong Beichen also got off the car. Seeing the scene in front of them, they felt very uncomfortable.
Fengjiu took out the medicine from her bag, lifted up the old woman's sleeve, and saw seven or eight wounds on her wrist.
These wounds must have been caused by her cutting herself and feeding her blood to her grandson. The wounds are a little inflamed.
Fengjiu's eyes were already moist, but she stubbornly refused to let the tears flow out. She washed the old lady's wound with spiritual spring water and bandaged it. Then she stood up and looked up at the sky.
When there were no more tears in her eyes, Fengjiu asked her grandson where they were from.
The old lady said that they were from the Lotus Village mentioned above. A few years ago, they went to live in Zhongshan County with their son, daughter-in-law and daughter. The drought there was even more serious than here.
The family planned to return to their hometown in Nanyuan County, but they were robbed on the way. The son and daughter-in-law were hacked by the robbers in order to protect them, and the daughter was also abducted by the robbers.
They finally escaped, but their son and daughter-in-law died on the way due to serious injuries. Now they are the only two left in the family.
All the food and water were taken away, so the grandfather and grandson have been looking for wild grass and tree bark to survive until now. They haven't had any water for four days, and they had no choice but to cut their wrists to feed their grandson.
When Fengjiu heard this, tears were already streaming down her face. Nangong Beichen saw Fengjiu crying and took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears.
"Alright, Sister Jiu'er, let's take them with us. We're not far from Lotus Village now. We'll be there in about an hour."
Fengjiu nodded and took out two bowls of warm porridge from the space. The old lady thanked Fengjiu again and again, and was about to kneel down to her when she saw Shi.
An Yi quickly helped the old lady up: "Old lady, please don't kneel. Our princess doesn't like others to kneel to her. You should drink the porridge first so that we can hurry on our way."
When the old lady heard that Fengjiu was a princess, she stood up and was about to kneel down again, but An Yi was strong enough to stop her.
The grandfather and grandson quickly finished the porridge in their bowls and thanked Fengjiu again. Fengjiu asked them to get in the car, but the grandfather and grandson said they were dirty and refused to get in no matter what.
There was no choice but to let them take An Er’s car.
After walking for an hour, we arrived at the Lotus Village that the old lady mentioned. As soon as we entered the village, we saw some elderly people sitting at the door with their children. They all looked malnourished, with curiosity and fear on their faces.
It seems that they have been dehydrated for a long time, and their lips are dry, cracked and bleeding.
The old lady took Fengjiu and the others to the village chief's house. In front of the village chief's house was the well of the village.
The old lady went forward and knocked on the door a few times, then called inside, "Brother, are you home? I'm back."
After a while, there was a noise in the house, and an old man with white hair, sunken eye sockets, and cracked and bleeding lips opened the door.
Seeing the old lady, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief and said in disbelief, "Is it the third sister who is back?"
The old lady choked up and said, "Brother, I'm back. Is everything okay at home?"
The old man nodded: "It's okay, it's okay. Everyone in the family is alive. Where are your Tieniu and Huaer? Why didn't they come back with you?"
The old lady sobbed, "Oh, my iron ox is gone, and the flowers have been taken away by robbers."
When the old man heard this, tears began to fall from his eyes. Without saying a word, he fell backwards.
It was still An San who was fast and caught the old man who fell to the ground.
Fengjiu took out spiritual spring water from the space and An San fed it to the old man. After a while, the old man woke up.
The old lady was almost scared to death. She had lost too much blood and her face was pale. Fengjiu also fed the old lady some spiritual spring water.
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