Traveling through ancient times, I led my family to prosperity

When the two men opened their eyes tremblingly and saw Xiao Lan standing in front of them, they were immediately scared out of their wits.

Seeing the two men shivering from the cold, Xiao Lan asked Hu Yidao for a pot of wine, fed them a mouthful and said, "You are lucky to have met me today, otherwise, you would have frozen to death."

As the wine went down their throats, their bodies immediately felt warm, but they still stared at Xiao Lan in a daze.

Xiao Lan patted their faces, thinking that after such a long time, the two of them should wake up. "Go home quickly, and don't be a thief in the future. You are so old, there are so many things you can't do." Then she took out the silver she earned yesterday and stuffed two taels into each of them. "Go quickly, or I can't guarantee that Uncle Hu will not beat you up."

Just now, when Hu Yidao heard Xiao Lan say that they were thieves, he was just stunned for a moment. But now he came to his senses. It turned out that Xiao Lan was not unable to sleep last night, but was afraid that she had discovered the two little thieves.

Xiao Lan shouted to Hu Yidao, "Let's go, Uncle Hu." Then she turned around and continued to herd the sheep.

Hu Yidao looked at the miserable appearance of the two thieves and finally felt compassion for them. He did not go forward to beat them up. "Miss Xiaolan, these thieves are sleeping outside in such a cold weather. Aren't they looking for death?"

"I'm not looking for death, but I don't have the courage to be a thief. I was on guard for half the night in vain." Xiao Lan said with a smile.

Last night, because she knew there were thieves outside, she didn't dare to sleep soundly. She slept for a while and woke up for a while. Even after the two thieves left, she still didn't dare to sleep soundly. After a night of fussing, it turned out that the two thieves didn't have the courage to steal her sheep, and now they are almost frozen to death outside. This is really outrageous. My mother opened the door for an outrageous thing, and it was outrageous at home.

"Then why did you give them money when you knew they were thieves?" He Mingyu's eyes twitched when he saw Xiao Lan handing out money to the two thieves. You know, yesterday when the little god of wealth asked him for money to kill the sheep, she did it with such a righteous attitude. If he dared to pay less, she might have let Hu Yidao strangle him to death. "Why don't you send them to the authorities?"

Xiao Lan listened to He Mingyu's words, rolled her eyes at him and said, "They just wanted to steal, but didn't do it. They are both newbies, and they are not brave enough. They are just temporarily confused. At this time, as long as someone can help them, they will not do it again. We should forgive them while we can."

Xiao Lan and his group climbed a gentle slope, then went down another slope, and finally came to a flat road. The country roads were not as easy to walk on as the official roads, but compared to climbing and going downhill, this road, although it was bumpy and uneven, was easier to walk on than the previous ones.

The journey out of the village made the group warm up thoroughly, and they even sweated. When they got on the main road, the sky was bright and the sun came out, which dispelled a lot of the cold.

It is very tiring to travel in such cold weather, especially since Xiaolan is herding so many sheep.

At noon, Xiao Lan stopped at a place and waved to everyone, "Let's find some firewood and cook something. It's so cold, and we can't eat on an empty stomach."

The group was cooking when they saw two half-dead young men stumbling out from the path by the roadside. The two supported each other, wearing patched clothes, and ran towards Xiao Lan and her group in a panic. They just followed the group not far away and did not come forward.

Xiao Lan recognized them at a glance. Aren't they the two little thieves from this morning? Looking at the dirt and blood on their bodies, she knew that the two must have been chasing them all the way. She didn't know how many times they had fallen on the road to get themselves into such an embarrassing state. They were really stupid. They wanted to be thieves and steal from her.

Xiao Lan sighed, used the straw to light the firewood, and then waved to the two of them, "Come over here, what are you standing there for, are you here to block the wind?"

The two men came over, supporting each other, and looked at Xiaolan timidly.

"Tsk tsk tsk, let me see what these two little thieves look like." He Mingyu, holding a piece of grass in his mouth, came over to join in the fun.

The two of them blushed immediately, and they pursed their lips, but didn't say anything to defend themselves.

Hu Yidao had already taken out a dozen steamed buns and half a pot of mutton. Xiaolan poured water into the pot of mutton and put it on the fire to cook. Soon, it began to bubble and the aroma kept coming out.

Hu Yidao was not idle either. He skewered the steamed buns on tree branches and roasted them over the fire.

The two young men watched the series of movements in their hands, staring at them without blinking, and swallowing their saliva constantly.

When the steamed bun was ready, Hu Yidao cut a hole in it with a knife, stuffed it with mutton, and handed one to each of them. They devoured it greedily.

It is said that Hu Yidao was a careful man. When he saw Xiao Lan calling the two little thieves forward, he understood her intention, so he treated them to delicious food and drinks.

By the time they had eaten and drunk their fill, Xiao Lan and her group had already been watching the two of them for a while with their chins resting on their hands.

"Okay, now that you're full, tell me what's going on. Why did you take so long to walk with me? What are your names? Where are you from?"

The younger youth looked at the older one. The elder brother was at a loss for a moment, then calmed down. "Girl, my name is Wang Dajiang, and this is my brother Wang Xiaohe."

Xiao Lan nodded after hearing this. These two were brothers. Da Jiang and Xiao He were the naming convention of farmers. Most farmers were illiterate, so they usually named their children after what they saw.

Wang Dajiang and Wang Xiaohe were from the village where they settled. Their parents died when they were very young, and they later lived with their uncle and aunt. However, due to the Hu people coming south to collect grass, their families all died in the war, leaving only the two brothers to depend on each other.

The villagers had helped their family before, and they had also begged in the county town. But this year, life was particularly difficult. Due to natural disasters and war, the villagers did not have enough food to eat, so naturally there was no way they could help them.

They had been hungry since the day Xiaolan entered the village. Most of the wild vegetables had dried up in late autumn, and they dug up the grass that was not killed by frost to fill their stomachs.