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"If you don't want to separate, then don't separate. You should change into Chunxia's men's clothes later. I'm afraid the journey ahead will be difficult."

The road is blocked and they don't know when it can be repaired. They can't just wait like this.

"I'll take Kangbao, Ping'an will take Chunxia, ​​and Xiaokong will ride a horse by himself. We have to abandon the car."

Weng Xiaoxiao's instructions were very orderly, Ping An had no objections, and was grateful to Weng Xiaoxiao for her help.

"Put your bag somewhere within reach and sleep in your clothes."

After such a long journey and bad weather, everyone was exhausted. But after all, this was not an inn, and there was no hot water, so Ping An brought a bucket of cold water and cleaned himself up.

After turning off the lights, everyone changed into dry outerwear and went to bed.

Nothing happened that night, except for the sound of the rain outside which never stopped.

As soon as the sky brightened, Ping An got up and went to check.

"Master, a few people came to stay here just now. They probably had no money, so they were all driven away by the postmaster."

There were too many poor people and she couldn't help them.

"I asked around, and they all came from Yangzhou. They said that all the fields in Yangzhou were flooded, and the government wouldn't let people enter the city, so they had no choice but to flee here, and there are many more people following."

"Ping An, they are coming out, but we have to go over there. I'm afraid it's not safe. We may have to take a detour."

Ping An understood what his master meant. "Master, I don't think it will be easy. The routes out of Yangzhou are probably full of disaster victims."

That's true. Where can you go by taking a detour? Unless you don't go back to Yangzhou.

Not going back to Yangzhou?

Then I won’t go back to Yangzhou.

Anyway, there is nothing I can do if I go back now. Organizing disaster relief and resuming production will have to wait until the flood recedes. I might as well go and look for those high-yield crops myself, and maybe I can plant them for another season when I come back.

"Ping An, go get some food, cakes or steamed buns will do, as soon as possible."

Ping'an knew the seriousness of the matter, so he responded and ran out.

Food is the most important thing for refugees. Biscuits are durable and will not spoil. If they cannot find a place to stay, they will be life-saving supplies.

"Put all your valuables on you. We won't go back to Yangzhou. I'll take you out to sea."

"Go to sea?"

"Yes, since we can't go back to Yangzhou, then let's not go back. We have to go with the flow. If we plunge into the refugee group, we might be targeted. Xiaokong, go prepare the horses. We will set off as soon as we return safely."

"Yes, master." When Xiaokong heard about going out to sea, he was inexplicably excited. There were so many opportunities when he followed his master.

"You two should put some paint on your faces so that no one can tell that you are girls."

Kang Bao also had an excited look on his face. He was bored staying in the embroidery building all day. Now he had the chance to see the world. It was a rare opportunity.

"We will do that."

"Master, these are all I have. I bought them all."

"Share it, put some in everyone's bag. Ping An, since we can't get into Yangzhou City, I decided not to go back to Yangzhou for the time being. Let's go out to sea. I want to find some high-yield crops. Maybe they will be of great use after the flood."

Ping'an was stunned by what he heard, but it was indeed unwise to return to Yangzhou now.

"Let's go, let's get out of here as soon as possible."

Several people mounted their horses and headed west.

Weng Xiaoxiao's decision was a very wise one.

On the first day, there were few refugees, and the post station was able to drive them away, but later on, more and more refugees came. Later, they came in groups, and not only could they not be driven away, but all the food was looted.

These people had haggard faces and ragged clothes, carrying simple bags or holding young children. Everyone's eyes revealed despair and confusion. They had no destination and didn't know where to go.

With so many people, there are all kinds of people, and all kinds of behaviors are not uncommon. In order to survive, hungry people can do anything.

......

"Auntie, is he gone?"

"gone."

"Zhongshan, close the door and bolt it. No one is allowed to open the door unless they are very familiar with him."

"Yes."

Qiuyue patted her chest with lingering fear, "I was so scared. I just wanted to give the kid a steamed bun out of kindness, but I didn't expect to attract a group of people."

Feng Gu sighed, "Although the disaster victims outside can't come in, there are also many victims in the city, and the number of people without food and water will only increase. It's okay to be kind, but we can't save so many people."

Qiuyue nodded. She was reckless. It was not easy to be a kind person.

"Don't go out anymore. If you have something to do, just tell others. People with double bodies don't know how to feel sorry for themselves."

"I have an aunt who loves me dearly." Qiuyue took Fenggu's arm and learned to act like a spoiled child.

Fenggu smiled and poked Qiuyue's forehead.

"I don't know where the master and his men are. Don't run into refugees on the road. It's scary just thinking about it outside the city."

They all came from poor backgrounds and had all experienced great disasters, and the scenes were too painful to recall.

"I'm not worried about her. She's smart. If she knows she can't get into the city, she won't just wait outside, let alone run into the refugees and put herself in danger."

That being said, it’s impossible not to be worried.

The terrain of their house was relatively high, so there was no water in it. There was a lot of food stored in the cellar, which was enough to last for a year. If Weng Xiaoxiao was not worried about her family's life, she would definitely not risk coming back.

"Did you come back smoothly?"

Qiuyue shook her head.

Others had nothing to worry about, as they all had wealthy families and wouldn't have to worry about anything. Only Tian Runze's biological mother had a hard time living in the nunnery.

Feng Gu was thinking about her, so she asked Shun Sui to send some rice over. As for Li Hong in the far suburbs, although Feng Gu was also thinking about her, she was a little powerless, unable to come in, and naturally unable to go out.

Many gentry in the city have spontaneously organized themselves and donated some food, but it is only a drop in the bucket.

"You should take a rest first. You will be fine if you do it smoothly."

"Aunt, I'm not tired. The pickles can't be transported in, the shop has been closed, and I have nothing to do." Qiuyue touched her bulging belly.

"This child is a blessed one. We don't have to worry about food and drink, so we can get through this."

"That's right. It's all thanks to the master. He thought long-term and made preparations early. Now it's hard to buy food even if you have money."

Aunt Feng looked at Qiuyue and felt the need to remind her, "Qiuyue, I have something to say, please don't be unhappy to hear it."

Qiuyue looked a little flustered and just nodded slightly.

"It's right to think about your biological parents. This is the duty of a child, but you have to know whether you can help and how to help within your ability. You are pregnant, how can you not eat well!"

"Auntie...I, I can't eat." Qiuyue's voice was barely audible.