My spirit appeared on the road to exile, and I was treated as an ancestor.

Chapter 23 The things bestowed by our ancestors are truly extraordinary!
As Gu Xingzhao ate his dumplings, he caught a glimpse of Lin Ting tidying up her refrigerator and kitchen. Her tall, slender figure stood there, looking like an adult.

She couldn't help but sigh inwardly, thinking how fast children grow. She remembered that at the beginning of the year, Lin Ting was only up to her shoulder.
Looking at it now, it should be as tall as me.

Lin Ting: "Sister, your refrigerator is full of frozen food. You should eat more fresh food; it's better for your health."

Gu Xingzhao smiled. The child was young, but he was quite caring. "Okay, listen to our little one. We'll eat fresh food from now on."

Lin Ting didn't respond, and instead lowered her head to tidy up the kitchen.

Gu Xingzhao glanced at the time and was surprised to find that it was already so late. He had been busy all day and hadn't been able to check on Lu Qing yet, and he wondered how he was doing.

She quickly turned on the TV.

On the television, the exiles had left the village. After a day's journey, they rested in the woods. The wind was biting, and although the campfire was burning, it still felt cold. People who knew each other sat together to keep warm.

The officials and the prisoners' families who still had some valuables exchanged cotton-padded clothes with the villagers when they left, and they were still able to withstand the cold. However, the other prisoners were not so lucky. Many of them were so cold that they kept shivering, sneezing, and even caught a cold.

The Lu family huddled around the extinguished fire, their hands tucked into their pockets, their breath steaming in the cold air. Lu Xingyan, in particular, had recovered much after drinking the marrow-cleansing liquid, but now, after catching a chill, he was sneezing repeatedly and his face turned pale.

Seeing this, Lu Qing immediately wanted to give his youngest son his clothes, but was stopped by the younger generation, leaving him troubled.

Gu Xingzhao then realized that Lu Qing and the others would never use the two packs of hand warmers he had hastily left behind.

She quickly ate the dumplings, thinking about bringing clothes to Lu Qing and the others and teaching them how to use hand warmers, otherwise they might all catch a cold tomorrow.

Lin Ting came out of the kitchen after cleaning up and was surprised to see the TV screen. "Sister, you're still watching this show?"

He remembered that he started watching this show two years ago when Gu Xingzhao returned to town. How come it's still not over?
In the scene, men and women dressed in prison clothes sit together to keep warm.

He remembered that Gu Xingzhao's favorite was that little old man with a beautiful beard, whom he praised for a long time, saying that he could distinguish between loyalty and treachery, and that he was also a refined and elegant man.

Gu Xingzhao explained, "I'm usually busy, so I read things rather slowly."

Lin Ting stared at the TV for a long, long time and noticed that even though the old man was down on his luck, he hadn't shaved off his beard. However, it looked thinner than before, and his sideburns had turned white.

He was just about to sit down on the sofa when Gu Xingzhao, who was next to him, had already finished eating dumplings and was carrying two bottles of baby food, which he chuckled as he stuffed them into his arms.

Gu Xingzhao smiled and said in a coaxing tone, "Thank you for the dumplings. I've been busy for the past few days and want to go to bed early tonight. Why don't you come over tomorrow morning?"

Having been told to leave, Lin Ting had no choice but to depart. He nodded, "Okay, sister, get some rest."

As he went downstairs, he kept looking back, but he didn't see Gu Xingzhao come out to see him off. He felt a little empty inside, but when he saw the baby Xixi in his arms, the corners of his mouth curved up... So many years have passed, and his sister still remembers the drink she loved when she was a child.

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After Lin Ting left, Gu Xingzhao didn't dare to delay. He wrapped himself up tightly in a down jacket and took a lot of things with him to ancient times.

Because of their previous habit, the Lu family always stayed away from crowds when resting. She was carrying several sets of thermal underwear, trying to quietly stuff the things into the bamboo basket, but she noticed that Lu Xingyao, who was very conspicuous, was always holding the bamboo basket, yawning from time to time, and trying hard not to fall asleep.

Gu Xingzhao couldn't help but laugh when he guessed that Gu Xingzhao was waiting for him to deliver something.

Her smile made Lu Qing suddenly open his eyes: Has the ancestor arrived?
Gu Xingzhao responded, "It's cold tonight, and I'm worried you'll get cold, so I'm bringing you some clothes and other things. I'll put them in a basket so you can change quietly and not let anyone find out."

She stuffed the things into the bamboo basket. Because of the large movement, the basket swayed a few times. Lu Xingyao immediately noticed, let go of the basket, and saw that there were many more clothes inside. He was so excited that his eyes lit up and his ears turned red.

He frantically winked at his grandfather, pointing to the bamboo basket in front of him: "They're here! They're here! Our ancestor is here!"
Lu Qing gave him a look that said "keep calm" and sighed inwardly. His grandson was good in every way, but he got too excited whenever his ancestors came to deliver things. He hadn't learned any of his composure.

Gu Xingzhao almost burst out laughing; the old man's self-perception was really too wrong.

If I had to say, of all his children and grandchildren, Lu Xingyao's personality is most like mine when I was young.

Seeing that the Lu family members had all changed into their thermal clothes, she then stuffed a few more thermal life-saving blankets into their pockets. "I also took a few blankets to wrap myself in at night to keep warm and protect me from the wind. During the day, I just tie them up and hang them on my body, so they don't take up much space."

She specifically chose military green, an essential item for wilderness survival, which is perfect for this situation.

Lu Qing was surprised, "The ancestors even prepared blankets?"

Lu Xingyao went to change his clothes and was no longer by the bamboo basket. Lu Qing was very curious, wondering what good things the ancestors had prepared. He immediately got up and rummaged around, taking out a blanket and unfolding it. It was a thin blanket, and he couldn't tell what material it was made of. He had never seen one like it before.

He couldn't help but wonder, could this really keep him warm?
Seeing that Lu Qing was suspicious but had already wrapped the blanket around himself, Gu Xingzhao laughed and said, "Why didn't you share the heat packs I told you about this morning with them?"

Lu Qing was slightly taken aback, "Heart warmer?"

He immediately rummaged through the bamboo basket again and pulled out two packages... He wondered: What are they?

Gu Xingzhao: "..." Obviously, the old man was probably only concerned about thermal underwear at the time, and had completely forgotten about the hand warmers.

She sighed softly, "Open the package first. There are twenty-four patches in one pack. I'll teach you how to use them."

Lu Qing obediently tore open the outermost transparent packaging. Because he didn't know what it was, he was very careful and afraid of breaking it.

Gu Xingzhao's voice rang out from the side, "Then take out a sticker, tear it along the corner, yes, like that, then tear the piece of paper that your fingers are touching from the corner and stick it inside your clothes..."

Seeing that Lu Qing was about to stick it to his arm, Gu Xingzhao was startled. "Hey! You can't stick it to the skin, it will burn you. Stick it to your clothes, but make sure there's a layer of clothing between you and the skin."

Lu Qing was somewhat embarrassed, after all, he had never seen this thing before and was afraid of making his ancestors laugh at him. He obediently stuck the thing inside his prison uniform, through a layer of thermal underwear.

He put the item on, but didn't feel the warmth his ancestors had described. He frowned. Could it be that the item was malfunctioning?

At this moment, Lu Xingyao had already changed his clothes and returned. He was smiling like a fool, his eyes were curved like two moons, and he kept touching the thermal underwear he was wearing through his prison clothes, exclaiming how amazing it was!
The gifts from our ancestors are truly extraordinary!
Wearing this outfit is like sweeping away the cold and being yourself again!

(End of this chapter)