Her mother was of no use, she couldn't carry her.
"Get up, I'll help you walk. Ruxin, we really need to hurry, otherwise it will be too scary when it gets dark."
Thinking of being in the middle of the night in the desolate mountains and wilderness, Zhao Ru's heart trembled. He put most of his body weight on Wang and continued walking slowly.
Wang was sweating after being pressed down by her for a short while. "Ruxin, please hold on a little bit. I can't bear it if I put all my weight on you."
Zhao Ru reluctantly took on some of the weight. Didn't you say he would help her walk? He was unwilling to do so after just a few steps.
Half an hour later, the whole family sat on the ground to rest. Master Zhao Dawen and the other two were also tired and their ankles ached.
"Dad, let's go ride in the bullock cart. I can't stand it."
"You think I'm willing? All the money in the house has been taken away by your uncle."
Wang: ...Get lost, you are trying to flatter her parents in front of the child. If you don't take their money, will they come to collect the debt?
"My uncle is too much. He didn't even leave us any living expenses. Did he want us to starve to death? Mom, we will never go to his house again."
Zhao Dawen proudly raised his eyebrows at Wang.
Wang was so angry that she fell backwards, what a bastard. The child is not close to his grandma's family, what is he so proud of?
In the second half of the journey, the whole family walked and stopped, and by dinner time they had not yet left the village. Everyone was starving.
Wang's body was covered in sweat so much that water could be wrung out. She was the most miserable. Not only could she walk away, but she also had a human-shaped pendant on her body.
"Dad, how long will it take to get there?" It was just a casual question. This was not the first time they had walked this route, and they knew they were almost there. We have reached the area where the villagers picked bamboo shoots last year.
"Don't sit down. Let's hold on for a while and take a rest when we get home." Wang regretted that she shouldn't have saved a few coins and walked here.
Apart from her, no one in the family can walk a long distance. Oh, Zhao Dawen is also okay, why don't they go and walk together?
Originally he wanted the children to ride in the ox cart, but he was the one who refused. His own children were still fussy and refused to suffer any loss.
A grown man's mind is smaller than a woman's.
Zhao Ru was so tired that she didn't know anything except that her legs were moving mechanically. I didn't expect that walking would be so tiring. She used to dislike ox carts, but now she would kneel down to anyone who asked her to get on one.
I don’t feel tired when I normally take the bus, so why do I feel so tired?
My second and third uncles usually come here twice a day. How do they do it? It looks like there is no one here.
For the first time, Zhao Ruxin admired the two uncles who looked down on her from the bottom of her heart.
"Dad, we're here!"
Zhao Dashu went to deliver the Christmas gifts in the morning, and Zhao Dawen and his family arrived home in the afternoon.
The whole family looked as miserable as if they were being chased by a dog.
"What's wrong with you guys?"
Zhao Dawen waved his hands and didn't want to say anything. He rushed to the jar, picked up the ladle and drank a gulp of water. He was so thirsty that he died.
Others also rushed to the jar, and they couldn't help themselves when they saw the clean water.
Everyone in the yard was stunned. Has the eldest brother's family fallen to this point?
Zhao Pandi's jaw dropped. Could the person holding the gourd and drinking from it really be her eldest cousin? Where has her nobility gone?
Looking at what her eldest cousin and her uncle's family were wearing, Zhao Pandi felt a lot more balanced for no reason.
They didn't have a meal either, and she felt relieved when they all had a meal together. It would be even worse if Uncle San's family also fell into poverty.
Old man Zhao and his wife were heartbroken and wiped away tears.
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