When they got home, Xia Yujiao finally couldn't hold it in anymore. She knelt on the ground, hugged Zhou tightly, and burst into tears.
The cry was so loud that it shook the heavens and the earth. Even the swallows on the eaves were startled and flew away. The sparrows on the roof also flew away in large numbers after chirping.
Zhou's face was filled with sorrow, and there was a hint of hatred that could not be erased. At the same time, she was filled with heartache for Xia Yujiao. The expression on her face was inevitably distorted and complicated.
But her hands were not idle. She kept patting Xia Yujiao's back gently and kept saying:
"It's all over, it's all over, it's all over..."
Xia Daohua quietly hid away and went to Xia Youtian's house, where she settled the two brocade-robed cloud riders. She then went to the kitchen and worked for a while, boiling a large pot of water and preparing a large pot of thin white rice porridge.
By the time the aroma of white rice porridge wafted into the air, the two brocade-robed cloud riders had regained consciousness.
Xia Daohua filled two bowls of white rice porridge on a bamboo tray. She looked through the crack in the door and saw that Zhou and Xia Yujiao, mother and daughter, were still crying. She did not disturb them, but walked a few more steps and handed the two bowls of porridge to the two brocade-robed cloud riders.
The two young men were so hungry that they didn't have time to talk much. When they saw the porridge, they were like seeing their own parents. They picked up the bowls and started drinking it "slurp, slurp" with relish. After a short while, two bowls of porridge were gone.
After the two young men finished their porridge, they looked at Xia Daohua pitifully, with an expression of "I'm not full yet, please feed me" on their faces. It was obvious that the two young men were very hungry before.
Xia Daohua smiled and served them two more bowls of porridge, but this time it was even thinner than the last time—people who are starving shouldn't eat too much at once, otherwise their stomachs and intestines won't be able to handle it, and their pancreas will also be more likely to have problems.
Afterwards, Xia Daohua went to see Zhou and Xia Yujiao, mother and daughter. Seeing that they had almost stopped crying, Xia Daohua kindly handed them hot towels, tea, and two or three snacks, so that they could wipe their faces, drink some water, and fill their stomachs.
After the two calmed down, Xia Daohua asked them if they wanted to drink porridge or return to the old house to stay with their family.
They both nodded, and Xia Daohua served them more porridge, and then asked two brocade-robed cloud riders to accompany them back to the old house.
Anyway, there are a lot of empty rooms in the old house, so it can accommodate a few more people.
Thinking of this, Xia Daohua had an idea. Perhaps, it was time to release Doctor Wang, Li Gan and the others.
Although they won’t die from staying in the space supermarket, being hungry all the time is enough to make them suffer.
At that time, my family can live in the old house, and let Li Gan and others live in the new house by the South Lake. At most, I can ask him for two gold bars as accommodation fees.
I don’t know whether this war will spread to the village.
Keeping Li Gan and the others around would at least be a helper. Xia Daohua couldn't help but laugh out loud when she thought of this—thinking about how miserable Li Gan was right now, who was actually helping whom?
Zhou and Xia Yujiao looked at Xia Daohua in surprise: "Daohua, what are you laughing at?"
Xia Daohua gave an embarrassed chuckle, raised her hand and touched the back of her head, suddenly realizing that her hair was no longer short. She retracted her hand a little embarrassedly: "Hehe, nothing, I'm just feeling happy today!"
Zhou and Xia Yujiao's expressions changed after she finished speaking. Xia Daohua quickly tried to make amends, "The city is in such a mess. We were able to escape safely back. Isn't that something to be happy about?"
Before she finished her words, Zhou's expression changed again. Xia Daohua thought about it for a moment and suddenly realized that something was wrong. She had forgotten to ambush her!
However, if she doesn't ask, I won't tell her. If she asks, I'll just try to get away with it!
Zhou glanced at Xia Daohua's face twice, but in the end said nothing.
Xia Daohua felt a little guilty, so she served even more diligently.
After eating and drinking their fill, they washed with hot water and changed into clean clothes, shoes and socks. Old Madam Zhou and Xia Yujiao finally felt relieved.
Xia Daohua called out to the two brocade-robed cloud riders to fetch some water and wash.
The two went to the kitchen to get water and found the porridge pot.
Without saying a word, the two of them drank up the pot of warm rice porridge, then hurriedly washed their faces and hands and said they were done.
So Xia Daohua accompanied the four of them and went back to the old house.
When Xia Daohua came back this time, she found that there were more people in the old house.
Xia Dalang and A Liu rushed back exhausted.
But he didn't go alone, he brought a woman from the neighboring family, the one whose pot he had taken away.
The woman was preparing to cook in the kitchen. She had just finished cooking one pot of porridge and was washing out another pot when she heard some strange noise outside.
She had experienced a war when she was a child and had more experience than others.
In a hurry, she simply crawled into the stove where she was originally preparing to cook, and crawled a few steps inside along the kang hole.
The kang hole was connected to the stove at one end and the chimney at the other, so it was originally intended for ventilation.
But because she had lit a fire to cook porridge, the smoke drifted in and almost suffocated her to death in the kang.
Later, there was no one to watch over the stove, and naturally no one to add firewood. The few pieces of firewood that were originally there burned out, and the fire went out.
When Xia Dalang arrived at her house, she was on the verge of waking up. When Xia Dalang took the pot away, her breathing suddenly became much smoother and she woke up quickly.
But she waited until there was no more noise outside before crawling out.
Because she had crawled out from the kang hole, her whole body was blacker than coal black. When she first appeared in front of Xia Dalang, Xia Dalang almost beat her to death with a stick.
When Xia Dalang realized that he had taken away her family's pot and almost beat her to death with a stick, he felt very ashamed and had to take this burden with him to escape.
As the two walked out of the city, the city became much quieter.
It could be because most of the families were killed by the soldiers, or it could be because many soldiers died in inexplicable fights on the main street, or it could be for some other reason...
In short, the two of them were lucky enough not to encounter any danger along the way and returned to Beiguan Village smoothly.
After listening to Xia Dalang's experience, Xia Daohua looked at A Liu who was sleeping soundly in the cradle.
This child doesn't know yet, but she might never see her mother again...
Xia Dalang had already changed into mourning clothes, as he had to wear mourning clothes for the tragic death of Xia Youcai.
But the family did not have mourning clothes suitable for A Liu, so Xia Dalang begged Zhou to help make a plain dress for A Liu.
Zhou wiped her tears and nodded in agreement.
Xia Yujiao took over the job without waiting for Zhou to say anything.
It seems that killing Jin Yong is indeed useful...
If it were before, Xia Yujiao would definitely be very sad, lamenting her miserable life, and would not dare to touch A Liu's clothes.
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