"Dad, I still want to help them." Sang Jin looked at Sang Mu for help.
"Then take it with you?" Sang Mu said uncertainly. This must be what his daughter meant.
Everyone felt a surge of joy when they heard Sang Mu's words. The child had said that the Sang family had food. They wouldn't starve at all. If they could stay with the Sang family, they would definitely survive.
"You all have pots and pans, right?" Sang Jin turned around and looked at the people surrounding them.
"To answer Miss Sang, we have it all." How could we not bring along the food? Otherwise, what would this family of young and old eat?
"I have five hundred kilograms of rice. I'll set up a centrifugal formation. It will block out the smell of the food and protect you from being disturbed. You can cook the porridge here now. I have charcoal here. Once the porridge is done, I'll go out and ask the blind dates to come have a bowl." People tend to be more rational after they're full. This was all she could do.
"If this is done, can we follow Miss Sang?" a young man asked. He was at the second level of the Qi Refining Stage, the only one among the dozens of people with such cultivation.
"Uncle, I was also born into a peasant family and have no use for slaves," said Sang Jin.
Who would want to be a slave if they couldn't survive? Isn't it good to be free?
"I'd love to be a long-term laborer. No money, just enough to keep me fed." The man pressed on. He thought Sang Jin would refuse him, though. Food was precious these days. Why would they hire so many helpers?
Sang Jin didn't need servants or helpers from the mortal world. But her parents, siblings, and family all lived in the mortal world. They should be able to use them.
"Then you should keep some food for yourselves and hide it well. Don't starve to death before you reach Mu Nan Prefecture." Being able to reach Mu Nan Prefecture alive is a test for them.
"Thank you, Miss Sang Jin." Everyone collectively thanked Sang Jin. This amount of food was like a timely rain for them. Although they still couldn't eat enough, as long as they were alive, there was still hope.
After Sang Jin finished all this, the group quickly ran towards Zhoujia Village. Only when they caught up with their own carriage did Sang Mu breathe a sigh of relief. Returning the child had gone surprisingly smoothly.
Because she had taken in those children before, Sang Jin had stored a thousand kilograms of food in Mrs. Zhuang's space ring. This made Mrs. Zhuang very happy.
Now that the children were finally gone, they could save a lot of food. Every day, they had thick porridge to drink and big bowls of white rice to eat.
After eating, I would take time out to practice in the evening. Life was even better than when I was living in the village.
Finally, a few days later, the people from Zhoujia Village arrived at the gate of a city. It was already early September. They had been in the forest and circling the mountains for over a month. This city was called Yanfei City, a name that differed from the one they had passed by earlier.
It is said that the two cities were built by two brothers from the Yan family. This is how the city got its name. After Yanfei City, it is even closer to Munan Prefecture.
Something was amiss in Yanfei City; the city gates were tightly shut. Standing at the gates were many refugees like them, fleeing famine. They were pale and thin, some even had freckles on their faces. Having not bathed in ages, they reeked of sourness.
Sang Jin was familiar with this smell. This was the smell she had when her soul first attached itself to this body.
At this time, a woman approached Lin Niang and saw that she was holding a sleeping baby in her arms. She said, "Sister-in-law, please exchange the baby. Exchange the baby."
Lin Niang glanced at the woman, but she ignored her. But after searching around, the woman discovered that her child was about the same age as her own. The adults were starving and emaciated.
"Let's exchange the baby. These days, if you lose a child, you can always have another one," the woman said anxiously. She had no other choice but to do this.
The government closed the city gates. They were given only a bowl of rice soup each day, so much so that the grains could be counted on one's fingers. It was barely enough to fill them up. They no longer had the energy to move on to the next city.
"My child is mine, I'm raising him well by my side, why would I want to trade him with you?" Lin Niang didn't understand the woman's intentions and couldn't help but wonder.
"Sister-in-law, are you really ignorant or are you pretending not to know? These are your own flesh and blood, yet you can't bring yourself to kill them. Let's eat another child..." The woman's voice was not loud, but Sang Jin heard it clearly.
Zhou Peng pushed the woman away and said indignantly, "What kind of person are you? We need to take good care of our own children. They say even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. People like you are worse than animals!"
When the woman heard this, her face changed immediately and she shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about? What did I do? I didn't do anything." Then she ran away quickly.
She hadn't expected this seemingly hungry person to refuse to exchange their child. It was all because the child wasn't born well. If the drought continued, the fields would be barren. Their only way to survive was to migrate on foot.
Swapping children for food? Sang Jin had seen black-hearted cultivators steal children for food before. But she had never expected to encounter a mother exchanging her own child for food. She wouldn't even want to help such a person, even if she had food.
The two horses of the Sang family still stood out among the refugees. It seemed impossible to enter Yanfei City normally.
"Dad, let's go a little further. Let's take the side roads instead of the official roads. We'll find a place to rest later. Master Lu and I will try to find a way to go into the city to buy some daily necessities." The daily necessities Sang Jin was referring to were tables and chairs. It wouldn't be a problem to buy hundreds of sets. It would be possible to find a few ready-made sets in the city.
She couldn't bear to see the people of Zhoujia Village always squatting on the ground. She decided to let the villagers cook meals from the same pot. Half of the people in Zhoujia Village were already without food and had no money left.
"Okay, I'll go tell your grandfather right away." Sang Mu always listened to his daughter. He immediately told Sang's father about Sang Jin's idea. Then he began to inform everyone in the village to take the small road.
The villagers are willing to do it, and Yanfei City seems to be a good place to settle down. There are so many refugees here.
Tens of thousands of people gathered outside the city gates and at the city's gates. No officials were in sight to arrange their whereabouts. They decided to follow Village Chief Sang.
In fact, the people of Zhoujia Village didn't necessarily want to settle down in Munan Mansion. It was just that they hadn't found a suitable place along the way.
Some people in Zhoujia Village didn't want to leave, but after seeing the porridge distributed by the government, they decisively followed the village chief. This porridge wasn't even as thick as the one provided by the village chief's family. It wasn't as thick as the usual porridge, but at least you could see the rice in a bowl of clear porridge.
Zhou Fugui walked in front to explore the way and found a relatively flat grassland.
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