My whole family time-traveled! I became a god during my exile in a famine.

Chapter 92 Current Situation
A small favor is appreciated, but a large one breeds resentment; one's appetite is gradually built up, inch by inch.

As the old saying goes, even close brothers should keep clear accounts. After starting your own family, the relationship between siblings needs to be reciprocal to last.

No matter who it is, one-sided efforts never end well.

Her sister understood this principle perfectly.

So Wanqing is smart. She gave all the money to her sister now, so how could her sister ever shortchange them? The main branch of the Xin family is going to take off with her sister.

Xie Ninglan ate half of the baked flatbread, then wrapped the remaining half up and stuffed it into her clothes, planning to eat it again if she got hungry on the way.

However… this linen outfit had no pockets, inside or out, and she looked at her daughter with a troubled expression.

Xin Nian instantly understood her mother's intentions. She rummaged through her spatial storage and pulled out a small crossbody bag that she used to frequently use, then hung it on her mother's body.

Xie Ninglan's life is complete.

Chang Mianmian's eyes lit up, and she begged her sister, "Sister, sister, give me one too."

Xin Nian then pulled out a cloth bag that was neither new nor old.

Chang Mianmian was very happy and put the sheepskin water bag and several baked flatbreads into her bag.

Chang Mianmian secretly went to relieve herself again in the morning. She was a little tired when she came back. After Xin Nian had breakfast, she gave her some healing power.

At this moment, the others returned after fetching water, and everyone prepared to set off.

Xin Wenyuan's luminous pearl illuminated the way ahead, and the convicts, in twos and threes, carried their rafts and ran down the slope with great speed, following the light.

After pushing the raft into the water and everyone climbed aboard, they hadn't rowed for long when Xin Wenyuan exclaimed, "Hmm, has the water level receded a bit?"

Liang Guang nodded repeatedly, "That's true, I also feel that the water seems to have receded quite a bit."

"Right?" Xin Wenyuan looked at the sky thoughtfully.

Han Zhao said from behind, "Hengxian County has a relatively low terrain, but the situation will probably gradually improve once we leave this area."

"Panliang Town is just ahead. I wonder if it's been flooded?" Liang Guang asked again.

"If Panliang Town can receive supplies, it will definitely alleviate our current food shortage situation."

“Flooding is inevitable, but the extent of the flooding may not be as severe as in Hengxian.” Xin Wenyuan frowned. “The water is shallow, so everyone be careful of collisions between the bamboo rafts.”

The group behind them followed the procession cautiously.

Someone couldn't help but ask, "What time is it now?"

"I don't know, it's so dark and I have no sense of time at all."

"If the area ahead is still flooded, will we have no choice but to find accommodation in town?"

Everyone was worried and walked carefully and laboriously until they finally entered Panliang Town.

The town was indeed flooded, and nine out of ten households were deserted.

Xin Wenyuan and Liang Guang took the lead, knocking on the windows of several houses before finally managing to open one door.

The old man climbed onto the roof and waved to them repeatedly, saying, "There's no one here, everyone's gone. There's nothing left, don't bother looking. It's no use looking. Everyone took everything they could eat and use with them when they left."

"Why are you sitting on the roof, sir?" Xin Wenyuan asked in a loud voice.

The old man was a little hard of hearing, and kept waving his hands, saying to himself, "Don't try to persuade me anymore, you can all go, I'm not going with you. I'm an old man, I can't go far, it's just a waste of food, I might as well stay at home."

Xin Wenyuan was silent for a moment, then called out "Grandpa" again.

The old man waved to them, "Go on, go on, hurry up and go while the rain isn't too heavy." As they paddled along, they found several elderly people sitting on the rooftops. When they saw the group of over a hundred people paddling bamboo rafts, some would say a few words to them, while others would stare blankly at the sky.

The old woman who spoke was very helpful. She called out to them, "They said that Wan'an Prefecture is on higher ground, and everyone is heading there. You should hurry up and go too, or you might not be able to get into the city."

"Let's just take it one day at a time. These days, it's all pitch black every night. I don't even know how many days have passed."

Everyone left Panliang Town with heavy hearts.

Han Zhao cautiously asked the Crown Prince, "Your Highness...Young Master Jin, are we really going to Wan'an Prefecture?"

The Crown Prince frowned and pondered for a moment, "If we can reach Wan'an Prefecture, it means we're not far from Binzhou."

The group traveled continuously through the night, resting only once in two days, and were completely exhausted.

Xie Ninglan and Chang Mianmian were probably the only two people with plenty of energy, after all, with Xin Nian, the healing expert, around, neither of them was seriously injured.

Chang Mianmian secretly filled several sheepskin water bags with water again, when she suddenly heard several voices calling out from ahead, "It's too shallow, too shallow, and much shallower."

"No, my bamboo raft is stuck on a rock."

Everyone got off the bamboo raft and carried it for a while, only to find that the water only reached their calves.

Fearing there might be deeper water ahead, the group dared not throw the bamboo raft. Several people took turns carrying it, huffing and puffing as they walked for a long distance, until they were exhausted and weak.

Several of the men carrying the bamboo rafts plopped down in the muddy water, so exhausted that they felt weak and wanted to just lie down on the spot.

Seeing this, the others seemed to have all their energy drained away, and they all collapsed in imitation of him.

Their morale plummeted, and Xin Nian knew she couldn't be too harsh on them. After all, they had been traveling in the dark for two days, which required intense concentration and was not only mentally taxing but also put them under immense psychological pressure.

“We can’t just lie in the water like this.” Supported by Xin Wen’an and Xin Ruoyu, Yu stood there helplessly, looking back and forth at the young people lying on the ground, sighing repeatedly.

Liang Guang and the others were also exhausted.

Besides carrying bamboo rafts, they also had to carry surplus grain and some weapons found in the rear office, making their journey no easier than others.

"There are a few villages ahead," Liang Guang shouted to the group. "Lying here isn't a good idea. Let's get up and go into the villages to see if there's anywhere to stay."

Wang Bangyan slumped to the ground, waving his hands repeatedly, "Oh no, I can't do it anymore, I can't lift that bamboo raft anymore, I have no strength, I really have no strength."

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement, saying they had no strength left to lift it.

Liang Guang glanced at Xin Nian and asked, "Miss, what do you think?"

Xin Nian pondered for a second, "Then let's not lift it. Let's leave the raft here. Everyone take your things and go to the village to check things out."

The group was shoved to their feet by Liang Guang and the others, like old oxen pulling a broken cart. They slumped over, heads drooping, backs hunched, and moved with every step as if they were about to enter the underworld.

Xin Nian deliberately lagged behind, waiting until everyone was panting and dragging their feet as they left in line before she raised her hand and collected all the bamboo rafts into her magic pearl.

Xie Ninglan waded through the water to her husband's side and handed him a water bag filled with water. "How are you? Tired? How about I carry Han'er on my back?"

Xin Wenyuan, carrying his youngest son on his back, turned to look at his wife and said with a smile, "Don't worry, honey, it's just a short walk, it won't tire you out."

"Queen of verbal sparring," Xie Ninglan muttered, then waved to the girl as she quickly followed.

The group abandoned the bamboo raft and crowded around Xin Wenyuan, who was holding the ball of light.

Following his memory, Liang Guang led everyone into the village.

"No, this tastes wrong."