Chapter 962 Fleeing Famine? There's No Way to Escape 9
He was so happy he didn't know what to say. He immediately moved closer to his father and whispered, "Father, the Goddess Peach Blossom gave us another bag of rice."
"real?"
"real!"
He lifted the carriage curtain, and a bag of rice appeared out of thin air inside the carriage.
Ning Laoda clenched his fists in fright, but the next second his reaction was just like his mother's: he wanted to kneel down and thank Tao Xian Niangniang for her divine grace.
But at that moment, their carriage was stopped in front of the inn, and there were people on the street. Their sudden kneeling startled them.
"I'll watch the cart. You go and talk to the shopkeeper about buying water."
"Okay, Dad."
The innkeeper wasn't surprised that the guests wanted to buy water. Everyone who stayed at his inn needed to buy water, even though it was a bit expensive. But it was better than dying of thirst, right?
Soon, a tightly sealed bucket of water was loaded onto the Ning family's car. Just as Ning Song was about to pay, the Lu family's patriarch came over.
"Put the Ning family's expenses on the Lu family's account. Also, prepare more water and send it to the Ning family's car."
Ning Song hurriedly refused, "Master Lu, I cannot accept a reward without having done anything right..."
Lu Chengwen asked, "Have you been to school?"
"They studied for a few years." All the children in the Ning family are literate because Grandpa Ning is literate.
Since they couldn't afford private school, Grandpa Ning taught them personally at home, and everyone in the family learned together.
Ning Song had been learning to read from the old man for several years and knew most of the common characters.
"You're also going south, right?"
Ning Song nodded.
"Why don't we travel together with the Lu family? That way, both families will be safer."
Ning Song thought to himself: ...Isn't it just that I asked my sister to watch the kids for one night? Why am I suddenly paying for their bill and having to protect them?
They even gave me the excuse of going with someone, which is...
She glanced at the eldest son of the Lu family. This man was about ten years older than her sister. He was too old. No way.
"We are extremely grateful for Mr. Lu's kindness to our family, but we are just country bumpkins and have nothing to repay him with, so..."
Lu Chengwen originally thought the Ning family would definitely agree, but seeing that the eldest son of the Ning family was about to refuse, he thought, "This won't do."
Xiao Bao woke up and immediately looked for his sister. It was only after the fever subsided and his voice improved a bit that he was able to find her again. If he couldn't find her, Xiao Bao would probably cry himself hoarse again.
“Why can’t we repay her? Just let Miss Ning help soothe my child. Don’t worry, the Lu family will take care of her food, clothing, and lodging along the way. As long as my son doesn’t cry, she doesn’t need to worry about anything else.”
Ning Song: ...
...
Half an hour later, the Ning family's carriage set off again, this time following the Lu family's convoy. Ning Yan sat in the Lu family's luxurious carriage, which had a bed, not large, but enough for the child. The interior was exquisitely and luxuriously furnished.
The wet nurse, who was supposed to be in the carriage, had been kicked off the carriage, and Ning Yan was now lying on the bed that originally belonged to Xiao Bao. Xiao Bao, barefoot and wearing a simple cloth shirt, sat next to Ning Yan, listening to her tell him stories.
"Legend has it that there is a dragon palace in the East Sea, where the Dragon King and his son live. The two are domineering and selfish, and they often stir up storms at sea over trivial matters, harming many people."
There was a boy named Nezha who was determined to uphold justice for the people and rid them of these two evil dragons. One day, he brought his magical artifact to the seaside. He first took off his Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon) and threw it into the sea. With a gentle stir, the sea surged, and the Dragon Palace shook violently…
The little guy listened intently. When he heard, "The Third Prince of the Dragon King knew something was wrong and quickly rode a cloud into the sky, but Nezha had already anticipated this. He took out two magical treasures, the Xuanyuan Bow and the Qiankun Arrow, drew the bow with one hand and nocked the arrow with the other. With a 'whoosh,' the Third Prince was shot down..." he immediately cried out, "So amazing! So amazing! I want to learn archery too!"
The little guy talked and gestured, and then giggled. Lu Chengwen, who was riding a horse outside the carriage, heard his son's laughter and wished he could immediately lift the curtain, pick up his son, and give him a good kiss.
How long has it been since he heard his son laugh?
This young lady Ning really knows how to coax children.
But what exactly were they saying? Why was their son so happy?
Without realizing it, Lu Chengwen rode his horse closer to the carriage, just as Ning Yan finished telling the story of Nezha's battle with the Dragon King.
The little one was clinging to Ning Yan's arm, pleading softly, "Sister, tell me another one, sister, tell me another one!"
"Okay, okay, stop shaking me. I'll tell you another one, the story of Pangu creating the world."
According to Chinese folk mythology, long, long ago, before heaven and earth were separated, the universe was a chaotic void.
There was a giant named Pangu who slept for 18,000 years in this chaotic universe.
One day, Pangu suddenly awoke.
Seeing that he was surrounded by darkness, he swung his great axe and cleaved fiercely at the darkness before him.
With a loud bang, the darkness gradually dispersed...
The little guy exclaimed, "Wow! Amazing! So that's how the world came about? And then what happened?"
Ning Yan sat up, picked up the teapot in the car, poured herself a glass of water, drank it, and then lay down to continue telling the child a story.
After finishing the story, the little one kept urging her to start the next one, so Ning Yan changed it to a story about diligence in learning.
One day, Li Bai skipped class again and wandered around the streets, looking here and there. Before he knew it, he had walked to the outskirts of the city.
The warm sunshine, the cheerful birds, and the flowers and plants swaying in the wind made Li Bai sigh with delight. "Such beautiful weather, how boring it would be to stay indoors reading all day!"
He arrived at the door of a dilapidated thatched hut and saw an old woman with a full head of white hair grinding an iron pestle as thick as a stick. Li Bai walked over.
Grandma, what are you doing?
'I want to grind it into a fine embroidery needle.'
...
What does this story teach us? It teaches us that as long as we persevere and overcome difficulties, we will eventually achieve our goals!
Xiao Bao nodded: Yes, yes, as long as I keep crying, Daddy will give me whatever I want!
Ning Yan's voice finally stopped around noon, and the convoy stopped at the edge of a grove of trees.
"Miss Ning, come down and relax. We'll rest here for lunch."
I brought a lot of dry food from the inn this morning; all I need to do is start a fire and make some soup.
Of course, the masters didn't receive the same treatment. The maids quickly brought out fresh food, but Xiao Bao still got a bowl of steamed egg custard and a small bowl of lean meat porridge.
In front of Ning Yan were two freshly baked pancakes and a bowl of egg drop soup. Forget about stir-frying vegetables; firstly, it would be too much trouble, and secondly, there were no ingredients available.
The little one ate his own steamed egg custard, but his eyes kept glancing at the pancake in Ning Yan's hand.
Ning Yan had no choice but to tear off a small piece of naan bread and stuff it into Xiao Bao's mouth, saying, "Just this small bite. You can't eat more than that. Your stomach is still very weak right now. Once you've recovered, I'll make you something delicious."
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