Koi Fubao: Being loved by everyone on the road to escape from famine

All kinds of emotions were surging in his heart, including confusion about Xuan Yutang's strange methods, worry about the upcoming rescue operation, and trust and expectations for Xiao Zhixue.

Xiao Zhixue left a few words of encouragement and comfort, then tiptoed out of the meditation room.

Outside the door, night had fallen quietly, and the villagers in the yard were still gathered around the pile of uncleaned ashes, with different expressions.

Xiao Zhixue walked forward and quickly and deftly wrapped the ashes carefully, hiding them skillfully within the space.

To her, these are not just ashes, but also precious materials for making corpse powder and special medicines. Every cent cannot be wasted.

After the matter was settled, Xiao Zhixue's voice sounded again, warm and powerful: "Fellow villagers, it's late at night, everyone should go back and prepare dinner, there is no need to stay here."

Her proposal was like a warm breeze that blew away the dullness in the crowd. The villagers suddenly realized the passage of time and dispersed one after another, each busying themselves with preparing dinner.

Moving to the front yard, the figures of Guo Jia and her two siblings came into view.

Xiao Zhixue pulled Guo Xiao over and introduced him to everyone: "This is Guo Xiao and his two sisters. Although they have lost their homes, fate has arranged for us to meet twice. Perhaps this is fate. I suggest that we help them together and accept them as our family. What do you think?"

Her proposal was like a warm current that warmed everyone's heart.

The village chief looked at the three helpless children in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little pity in his heart: "I have no objection, we will do whatever Miss Xiao says."

The villagers also nodded in agreement, their eyes full of sympathy and welcome. They expressed deep sympathy for the three children's experiences, and were also pleased to be able to give them some warmth.

In this harmonious atmosphere, little Chen Ge'er ran to Guo Hua lively and introduced himself childishly: "Hi, my name is Chen Ge'er, what's your name? I'm five years old, you should be younger than me, right?"

His enthusiasm inadvertently made Guo Hua feel a little panicked. The little girl timidly hid in Guo Jia's arms, and only dared to secretly peek at Chen Ge'er from behind her sister, fear written all over her little face.

Chen Ge'er didn't expect that his friendly behavior would scare the other party. His face fell and he ran back to his mother Zhang with grievance, asking with doubtful eyes: "Mom, did I do something wrong? Do I look scary?"

Zhang chuckled when she saw this, and gently pinched Chen'er's chubby face with her fingers, and explained softly: "Chen'er, you are not scary at all, it's just that little sister doesn't know you yet, so she is a little shy and scared. When she gets used to it slowly, she will find out what a lovely child you are."

Guo Jia looked at this scene, feeling both grateful and guilty. She forced a smile and said in a weak but sincere voice, "Thank you very much for taking us in, but I'm not in good health and may not be able to help much. Instead, I may cause trouble for everyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, another violent coughing fit came, which was heartbreaking.

Guo Hua quickly stretched out her little hand and gently patted her sister's back, hoping to relieve her pain.

Guo Xiaoze stood close to Guo Jia, his eyes full of worry and anxiety, as if he wished he could bear the pain for his sister.

Old Mrs. Lu came over with a cup of warm water in her hand, and said kindly, "Good child, don't be polite, drink some water first."

Guo Jia nodded gratefully, took the cup of water, took a sip, and his cough was relieved.

She thanked the people around her again. Her sincere eyes moved everyone present. They couldn't help feeling a little ashamed and blamed themselves for their hesitation and reservation just now.

In this small village, a warm and tenacious story is quietly being woven because of this mutual care and acceptance.

"Oh, girl, please stop being so polite. We who live in the dust are all branches polished by fate. We should lean on each other and withstand the wind and rain together."

Aunt Wang's voice was gentle yet powerful. Her hands, full of traces of time, rested lightly on Guo Jia's thin shoulders, as if conveying silent comfort and support.

"Yes, Aunt Wang is right. In this chaotic world, we must help each other. The three of you can just stay with us and find peace in this small village."

Uncle Li next to him echoed, with a simple and sincere smile on his face, which was particularly heartwarming in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Please believe us. Although we are just a tiny grain of sand in this vast world, we are kind-hearted and like a family. As long as we can still grow a little food on this land, we will never let you go hungry."

The village chief's words were powerful, like a solid promise, which brought Guo Jia and his sister an unprecedented sense of security.

Hearing these sincere words, Guo Jia's eyes gradually became moist.

Ever since she lost her parents and little sister, the world seemed to be filled with endless indifference and loneliness. But at this moment, the words of these villagers were like a ray of sunshine in winter, penetrating the ice in her heart and bringing a touch of long-lost warmth.

She took a deep breath and felt the warmth in her chest slowly spreading, almost overflowing from her eyes.

The setting sun slowly sinks into the embrace of the distant mountains, and wisps of smoke rise up. It is the breath of life and also an ordinary happiness.

While people were busy with their work, they occasionally talked about the fun things and difficulties in the past. The laughter and conversation intertwined together, forming the most moving melody of the night.

Xiao Zhixue carried a cloth bag full of medicinal herbs and walked lightly towards the kitchen in the backyard.

Today, she finally found precious herbs deep in the mountains that could cure her elder brother's chronic illness. Every step she took seemed to be filled with hope.

She poured a bucket of clear well water into the copper pot, and then carefully added a few drops of water from the spiritual spring behind the village.

Seeing his sister busy at work, Xiao Tingrui hurried forward to help.

"Little sister, is there anything I can do? Don't do this alone."

His tone was full of love and concern for his sister.

Xiao Zhixue smiled slightly and pointed to the medicine bag beside her: "Brother, please help me put these herbs in order and boil them. This is specially prepared for Guo Jia."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Tingrui took action immediately.

As time passed, the aroma of medicine gradually filled the entire kitchen. Xiao Zhixue carefully filtered the boiled medicine into a white porcelain bowl. After it cooled down a little, she handed it to Xiao Tingrui personally, her eyes full of expectation and concern.

Xiao Tingrui drank it all in one breath without hesitation. He instantly felt a warmth rising from his dantian and then spreading throughout his body, causing him to shake his hands unconsciously, trying to dispel the sudden heat.