When Song Dahai and Liu Yuelan saw the village chief coming, they thought something had happened and quickly went to greet him: "Village chief, has something happened?"
The village chief glanced at the car and said, "We've come to apologize to Er Ya."
Song Ning jumped out of the car, and the village chief said apologetically, "Er Ya, I wasn't here yesterday, and your aunt spoke without thinking. I apologize to you on her behalf."
After saying that, he looked at Madam Yu behind him.
Yu walked forward hesitantly, stammering, "Er Ya, what happened yesterday was all my fault... please, please don't hold it against me."
Song Ning remained silent. The village chief nudged Yu Shi, who continued, "I... I did go too far yesterday, but Ling An has never done any work before. How about I help you with the work from now on?"
"No need, I can't afford it. If Zhou Ling'an fails the imperial examination, he'll blame it all on me," Song Ning said coldly.
The village chief has done his best for the villagers over the years, and they all remember his kindness.
But even though she thought about it, Yu hadn't done anything for her, so she didn't need to show her respect.
"Also, there's something I want to remind you, Auntie. We're not in the village anymore, so don't act like the village chief's wife. We're all here to escape disaster. No one is more noble than anyone else; it's just a matter of who lives the longest."
Madam Yu was already in a bad mood, and apologizing was already a huge loss of face for her. Who knew that Song Ning, a little girl, would be so ungrateful and start lecturing her now.
What she's thinking now is, thank goodness she didn't agree to let Song Erya into the family, otherwise things would have been terrible.
Because her husband was by her side, Madam Yu did not dare to refute.
Song Ning said in a deep voice, "I can still speak to you calmly now only because of the village chief. To put it bluntly, even if you starve to death, what does it have to do with me? Besides, your son Zhou Ling'an is like a young girl all day long, I can't stand him."
As more and more people gathered around, Yu's face became increasingly embarrassed.
She used to be respected in the village, but this was the first time she had been scolded like this by a teenage girl. She had lost all face.
Zhou Ling'an, who was not far away, heard every word Song Ning said and wished he could disappear into the ground.
Song Ning turned her head: "Village chief, I have something to say."
The village chief sent Yu away and walked aside with Song Ning.
“Village chief, what I said just now was not nice. If you think I went too far, you are free to stop associating with us in the future.”
"Er Ya, what are you saying? If it were anyone else yesterday, they would have made a scene long ago. I should thank you for covering for your aunt. You lent us a lot of food along the way, and I remember it all."
Hearing the village chief say this, Song Ning breathed a sigh of relief: "Village chief, I really have no more thoughts about Zhou Ling'an. It was all my fault before. Don't worry, I will definitely not bother him again in the future."
Because of this, Madam Yu treated her like a thief every time she saw her.
The village chief was indeed a magnanimous person, and after spending the past few days with her, he had a clear understanding of what kind of person Song Erya was.
"Don't worry, I understand."
Today's events also made the village chief realize that his wife needed to be disciplined, otherwise she might cause trouble in the future.
After the village chief left, Liu Yuelan sighed, "The village chief is a good man, but his wife just can't give him peace of mind."
Many people died on the road, and Song Ning told the two village chiefs that they could not stop as long as the livestock could still walk.
In case these people have any disease, we need to prevent further transmission.
After walking all day, some people were too tired to walk any further, so they passed on messages to others, asking when they could stop and rest.
Those families with livestock are doing alright, but those families who can only rely on pushing a cart with their two hands are now trembling with both arms and legs.
Song Ning also wanted to rest, but the conditions didn't allow it.
"Tell them to ask if they want to die here, or if they can hold on a little longer. These people might have a disease, and if they catch it, they'll be in big trouble."
Once Song Ning's words were relayed, those people stopped asking questions.
They could hold on rather than die here.
They walked until it was almost dark, and even the livestock were too tired to walk and started to get restless, so the village chief finally told them to stop and rest.
As soon as the car stopped, people had no time to care about anything else. The men from each family slumped on the ground, wiping their sweat, unable to even speak.
After resting, we need to drink water and cook, but as everyone knows, there is a water shortage now, so we eat dry food for dinner. We just need to drool a little and not be too thirsty.
Song Ning doesn't lack water; she carries a water bag that can hold quite a bit of water, and she takes some out of her spatial storage whenever it's almost empty.
She plopped down on the ground, opened the water bag, and started gulping down water.
She used to be careful about her manners when eating and drinking, but now she looks like one of those refugees you see on TV.
Why care about whether it looks good or not? What's with all the fuss?
Your own comfort is the most important thing.
They rested until dark, and every household lit a fire. The weather wasn't as hot as during the day, which made things a little easier.
Song Ning was quietly feeding his mules and cows with grass and water from his spatial storage when he caught a glimpse of someone not far away.
Turning her head, she saw an old woman standing not far away, scrutinizing her.
Song Ning was puzzled. This old lady should be from Dongyuan Village, but she didn't remember her.
Seeing Song Ning looking over, the old lady walked over and asked with a smile, "You must be Song Er Ya?"
Song Ning nodded: "Yes, is there anything I can help you with?"
The old woman smiled and said, "I am from the Guo family in Dongyuan Village. Do you remember the Guo family who walked in front of you before? I am the sister-in-law of the Guo family. You can call me Grandma."
Song Ning looked bewildered, nodded politely, and called out, "Grandma."
The old lady looked Song Ning up and down, then smiled strangely and muttered, "Indeed, not bad."
Song Ning was baffled. She had no connection with the Guo family, so why was this old lady looking for her?
She didn't think much of it. That night, Song Dahai was on guard duty, and she climbed into the car and slipped into the space.
I can't sleep well outside; her big bed is much more comfortable.
After taking a shower, I changed into her pajamas, plopped down on the bed, and enjoyed myself.
Fearing that Song Dahai and Liu Yuelan would find out, Song Ning had to get out of the car early the next morning. But as soon as she came out, she saw a strange man standing next to her mule cart. He smiled when he saw her come out.
Song Ning was even more puzzled and asked, "Who are you?"
"Oh, my name is Guo Dazhuang. My grandma sent me here."
Song Ning: ? And who is your grandma?
"Don't worry, I can do the work. You can call me if you need anything."
Liu Yuelan walked over, also puzzled, and asked in a low voice, "Er Ya, who is this person?"
Song Ning shook her head: "I don't know him."
Guo Dazhuang stood aside, and Song Ning laughed, "I don't need you to do any work, you can go back."
Guo Dazhuang hurriedly said, "How can that be? My grandma said that you're going to marry into our family in the future, so it's only right that you help us with the work now."
Song Ning was questioning his existence: !! What?!
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