Feng Jiuyan was in a very good mood. Leading the proud donkey, she walked slowly back to the resting camp.
"Sister Feng, breakfast is just ready. Come and eat quickly, or it will get cold soon." Song Ning waved at Feng Jiuyan.
"Don't worry, you guys eat first. I'll tie the reins and carriage of the proud donkey first."
The main reason was that she was still full and couldn't eat anything, she couldn't eat at all.
"Okay." Song Ning poured a bowl of millet porridge for everyone.
It was obvious that the millet porridge for Feng Jiuyan's family of three was much fuller and thicker than that for her and her brother.
Madam Feng's heart skipped a beat when she looked at the bowl of solid millet porridge in front of her.
She couldn't eat much more, or she would vomit. Wouldn't vomiting expose her identity and arouse suspicion?
So she quickly picked up her bowl of porridge and exchanged it with Song Ning's.
"Auntie, you eat, you eat! I can't eat that much." Song Ning was a little anxious.
The millet porridge, eggs and other food all belonged to Sister Feng's family. She was very grateful that she could have a bite or two, and she should not go further and eat her aunt's food!
Madam Feng was anxious and glared at Song Ning. "A Ning, I ate too much last night. I can't eat that much anymore. If I eat this much more, I will have indigestion."
After much persuasion, Song Ning finally gave in and exchanged a bowl of millet porridge with Madam Feng.
Not only that, Madam Feng also poured half of the watery millet porridge to Song Ning.
Following the same method, Madam Feng also replaced her daughter's bowl with Song Chen's, and poured most of the millet porridge to Song Chen.
Feng Jiuyan reluctantly sat down on the chair, looking at the almost empty bowl of millet porridge, and she and her mother breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Phew, next time you eat something secretly, don’t eat so much, it’ll be discovered easily!
As soon as Feng Jiuyan raised his eyes, he saw Feng Jiuli's fierce eyes.
Feng Jiuyan: “…” He took a breath and almost couldn’t catch his breath.
From the gentle look in the little guy's eyes, she intuitively felt that he knew that she and her mother were having an affair.
After taking a few bites, Feng Jiuyan quickly stood up and left, "Uh, I'm full, you guys take your time eating."
Facing Feng Jiuli's gaze, she felt a little guilty.
Song Ning and his sister were still responsible for washing the pots and pans, while Feng Jiuyan and his family sat down to rest.
Feng Jiuyan sat on the shaft of the cart, chewing a piece of dogtail grass leisurely, watching the Song Ning siblings busying around.
In fact, she didn't lose out by cooking meals for Song Ning and his sister at the same time.
Not only did the brother and sister rush forward without hesitation when their family was in danger, but they also did not retreat even though they knew no martial arts at all.
Also, when they were lighting the fire and cooking on weekdays, almost all the work was done by the brother and sister, so Feng Jiuyan had a lot more free time and his hands were free.
So, in the end, it was their family that made the profit, as they got two free laborers.
Soon, the exile team started on the journey again.
Feng Jiuyan and his family got into the carriage. Feng Jiuli said nothing, but moved her eyes back and forth between Feng Jiuyan, Madam Feng, and Huahua, looking at the two people and the cat as if examining them.
The little guy just stared at the two people and the cat back and forth without saying a word, his mouth pouted so high that an oil bottle could almost be hung on it.
The two men and the cat were on pins and needles, almost breaking out in cold sweats.
Feng Jiuyan, Madam Feng and Huahua exchanged a few glances, all with guilty looks in their eyes.
Feng Jiuyan touched his nose and broke the silence first, "Ah Li, hehe, are you full? Do you want some more cakes?"
Madam Feng echoed from the side, "Yes, my son, are you hungry? Would you like a piece of cake?"
"Awoo~~" Huahua stuck out her pink tongue and licked Feng Jiuli's little hand in a flattering manner.
Feng Jiuli folded her arms in front of her and looked at her elder sister, mother, and Huahua leisurely. "Humph, I'm full. I can't eat any more."
He pretended to be cool on the surface, but he was actually laughing inside.
Hahaha, you are anxious now. Humph, two people and a cat, eating delicious food behind his back, this is too much!
Feng Jiuyan smiled in a flattering manner, took out a chocolate without the wrapper from her "cross-body bag", and stuffed it into Feng Jiuli's mouth.
This is the little guy's favorite candy. Feng Jiuyan believes that a piece of chocolate can make the little guy calm down.
Feng Jiuli only felt a familiar sweet and mellow aroma spreading in her mouth. Feng Jiuli's eyes curved and she could no longer hold back the smile on her face.
"Ari, is it delicious? After you finish it, sister will give you another one." Feng Jiuyan coaxed.
"Yeah, I want one more piece." Feng Jiuli smiled sweetly.
Seeing that the little guy was no longer angry, the two people and the cat finally felt relieved.
Next time you eat something secretly, remember to wipe your mouth clean!
The donkey cart of Feng Jiuyan's family was still following the exile team at a leisurely pace. Feng Jiuli and Madam Feng were sitting in the carriage. Feng Jiuyan felt it was stuffy in the carriage, so he came out and squeezed on the shaft with Song Chen and his sister to bask in the sun.
The morning sunlight is not too strong, and it feels warm and comfortable on the body.
Feng Jiuyan sat on the shaft of the cart, holding a dogtail grass in his mouth, and swinging his feet back and forth on the shaft, looking like a peaceful and tranquil life.
In some places they passed, there were fewer villages. There was no village in several square kilometres, the population was sparse and the land was very barren.
When the exile team passed by a village, the officials wanted to go into the village to ask for some food, but unexpectedly, the whole village was silent and lifeless.
There were only a few elderly people who could not walk left in the village, and there was no young people or children to be seen.
I learned from the old man that there was a flood in their area.
Due to the recent violent storms, all the crops that were about to be harvested were drowned. The villagers' hard work for a year was wasted, and coupled with the heavy taxes, the villagers' food reserves were almost exhausted.
In order to find a glimmer of hope for survival, all the villagers who were strong and able to walk followed the patriarch to flee northward.
Along the way, Feng Jiuyan occasionally encountered some refugees who were carrying their families and looking dusty.
They were pale and thin, covered in dust, with empty and numb eyes.
The higher we went, the more refugees we encountered.
There was widespread grief, they carried their luggage and walked numbly. The children were starving and cried loudly.
They were all so hungry that they looked deformed, with big heads and small bodies. The clothes on their bodies didn't seem to be worn on their bodies, but rather hung on their bodies. When the wind blew, the clothes fluttered.
There were also many refugees who were too hungry to walk, and they just lay on the roadside or sat against trees, holding a black bowl and begging.
Suddenly, a woman rushed to Feng Jiuyan's donkey cart and knelt on the ground, holding a thin, dying little boy in her arms.
"Gentlemen, please be kind and give me something to eat. My child is dying, wuwuwu——"
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