The goose darted around with its eyes, then settled peacefully on the cart, remaining completely still.
In the time it takes to eat a bowl of rice, Ye Wenxue pushed the cart up the path, carried Yuanyuan on her back, and called the youngest Siwang to sit on the cart. The group continued on their way.
Da Zhuang didn't ask her how she dealt with the people who had been tied up.
Ye Wenxue didn't explain everything in detail.
However, she felt a sense of感慨 (gan3kai3, a complex feeling of mixed emotions, including a touch of sadness) that children in ancient times were indeed more sensible at a young age.
Dazhuang is a good example; he was very sensible from the start.
After the incident at home, he grew up at an even faster pace.
No wonder he would become a powerful and feared villainous regent twelve years later.
Ye Wenxue couldn't help but glance at Dazhuang again.
He looked too mature and sensible, with a tense face and slightly puffed-out cheeks, which made him seem a bit childish.
Dazhuang noticed her gaze and turned his head again in confusion: "Mother?"
Ye Wenxue gazed into the distance at the village nestled at the foot of the mountain, and smiled:
"If you can't walk anymore, sit on the cart. The sun is very strong, so be careful not to get heatstroke."
The four little ones all said "Oh" in unison.
The village closest to the deep mountains and forests is Shuixi Village.
Shuixi Village has a small population, and it is said that they could never win the water-grabbing contest against other villages, resulting in many people dying of thirst and hunger.
A few days ago, we received news that the rebels would be attacking soon, so the surviving villagers fled with their families, leaving the village desolate.
But it got stuck at the entrance to the mountain.
Shuixi Village is the only way to enter the deep mountains and forests.
After noon, the sun became increasingly scorching, and you could feel the burning heat even through your cloth shoes when you stepped on it.
After walking for a while, Dazhuang could still manage, but the younger ones couldn't.
He no longer dared to show off and insist on walking on his own. He huddled on the cart, propping up his old hemp clothes to block the sun. It was so stuffy and hot that he had to rely on drinking water from his water bag to keep himself alive.
Ye Wenxue was also feeling somewhat upset.
This body was already extremely weak and couldn't be replenished quickly. After engaging in strenuous exercise under the sun, it almost suffered heatstroke and fainted.
Fortunately, there was a spiritual spring in her little space.
When I couldn't stand it anymore, I took a sip, and I immediately became much more awake.
After walking and stopping for most of the day, we finally saw the sun set and Shuixi Village was right in front of us.
Ye Wenxue and Da Wa pushed the cart into Shuixi Village and stopped at the nearest low house with a well dug in the courtyard at the village entrance.
She gripped the wood-chopping knife in her hand, signaled the children to be alert and keep quiet, and then carefully pushed open the door.
The room was a mess, everything was in disarray.
Unlike the homeowner who hastily followed a large group of disaster victims to escape the famine, it seems more like the house was looted by later arrivals.
However, taking a break for one night is not a big problem.
Ye Wenxue searched the entire room but didn't see anyone.
Before the children came in, she used a lighter to light the nearly empty candlesticks in the room, and as she hurried out, she called out softly:
"Boss, there's no one inside. Come on in, we'll stay here for the night."
"Hey, hey, let me push the cart. You just take Shuangshuang and the others inside. Oh, and bring the goose too."
Dazhuang grunted in response, waking up Siwang and Da'e, who were fast asleep on the cart, and then calling Shuangshuang and Sanyuan to join them.
Siwang rubbed his eyes, subconsciously took his older brother's hand, and let him lead him into the house.
Shuangshuang and Sanyuan followed them into the room, hastily tidied the bed by candlelight, and then collapsed onto it in silence.
Siwang was half-asleep, his eyes vacant, and Sanyuan remained silent; they were all clearly exhausted.
Ye Wenxue pushed the cart into the yard and brought in a thin blanket, dry food, and other necessities.
Little Yuanyuan and her only valuable possessions were also placed on the bed.
Dazhuang lowered his voice and said, "Mom, I'll go make something to eat."
Ye Wenxue wearily raised her eyes, about to say that it was too late to make a fuss.
But when she heard the little ones' bellies rumbling, and touched her empty stomach, she finally nodded.
"Go ahead, call me if you need anything, I'll be right there."
Four pairs of round eyes lit up instantly.
Dazhuang, without taking a break, slowly rolled up his sleeves, picked up the oil lamp, and called three of the older boys to the kitchen to help with the fire.
They can eat cold, hard wild vegetable buns, but Xiao Yuanyuan can't. Instead of cooking them separately for her, it's better for everyone to eat something warm together.
Dazhuang took a small bowl of brown rice and a handful of dried wild vegetables, planning to make a wild vegetable rice soup.
The four children happily went to the kitchen.
As soon as the baby stepped out of the house, Ye Wenxue collapsed onto the not-so-clean bed, her head pressed against the round little belly of the baby who was fast asleep.
Her gaze was somewhat vacant.
If it were her own body, this distance would be nothing.
But as I said before, the original owner's body was too weak. The fact that she has been able to hold on until now is thanks to her strong will and the power of the spiritual spring.
However, he was busy fleeing the famine and didn't have time to properly recuperate.
Let's wait until we're in the mountains and find a good place to stay before we talk about it.
After a few more breaths, Ye Wenxue sat up.
She took out a rice seed from her spatial storage, placed it in her palm, and activated her wood-type ability to make the seed grow.
The weakened superpower was too great, and it took a full ten minutes for the rice seed to slowly sprout its tender little shoot.
In the still-dark sky, Ye Wenxue stared intently at the tender sprouts on the seed, her gaze burning and bright, as if she could see Anran's hope for survival and raising her offspring in ancient times.
"Mmm..."
The faint sound alerted Ye Wenxue.
She picked up the rice seeds with her backhand and turned to look at the source of the sound.
Yuanyuan was staring at her with wide eyes.
Seeing Ye Wenxue looking over, Yuanyuan let out a soft "ah" and raised her hands for a hug.
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