This is what many people are hoping for.
However, everyone knew that the Bixian Sect had fallen into decline. They only had three people left. It was said that the bandits had come to attack them, and they were probably barely able to protect themselves, so how could they possibly help them wipe out this vicious band of bandits?
With such pessimism in her heart, the woman reached out and took her child, who was wiping away tears and reluctant to part with his father, and walked towards another city gate. From there, they would join other refugees to hide in the mountains for a few days.
There are wild animals in the mountains, so it's safer to stay together and look out for each other.
If a person ventures into the mountains rashly, they are sure to be eaten by wolves.
The woman walked through the deserted street and saw that even though it was so quiet and there were pedestrians, they were all in a hurry, and there were still a few shops open.
There aren't many people in Xiaoxianzhuang; everyone is from the same village, so they all know each other.
The woman, holding her child's hand, greeted the people still busy inside the shops as they passed by.
"Grandma Du, still weaving? The bandits are coming, aren't you going to hide in the mountains?" Grandma Du was a blind old woman, and everyone was used to calling her Grandma Du. Actually, it meant "one-eyed old woman." But that sounded bad, so they called her Grandma Du.
"Uncle Yang, still forging iron? Aren't you going up the mountain?" Uncle Yang was a blacksmith, but he was one-armed, so behind his back, everyone called him "One-Armed Uncle." Of course, calling him that to his face would get him scolded, so he didn't dare call him that to his face. Uncle Yang knew what they called him behind his back, but he couldn't hear it and never minded. As long as you didn't call him that to his face, it was fine.
Just then, a doctor with a limp came out of his clinic and sat on the doorstep to bask in the sun. There was no one on the street; surely no one would come to him for treatment today.
When they saw him come out, the woman, holding her child's hand, also came to greet him. Once, the child had a high fever that wouldn't go down, and it was this old doctor who saved his life.
Therefore, the woman was grateful to him and addressed him respectfully upon meeting him: "My benefactor, please come up the mountain with me. The bandits are coming; the mountains are safe. I will lead you."
She meant well, but none of the three were willing to go with her. They said they were old and not afraid of bandits attacking; at worst, they would entrust their old lives to them.
Hearing this, the woman sighed, picked up her child, nodded slightly to the three of them, and had no choice but to leave alone.
She hoped that when she returned from her days of hiding, she would see them again. She hoped everyone was alright. She hoped everyone was safe and sound, and even hoped that the three girls from the Bixian Sect on the mountain could survive this calamity safely.
She is a kind person who simply hopes that everyone can live peacefully and safely, and that this life will be peaceful for them.
She and other ordinary people dare not ask for happiness; they only desire a peaceful life, and that is enough for them.
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