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

She knew that this was not just material assistance, but also a reflection of Xiao Zhixue's deep concern for their entire family.

At that moment, she secretly made up her mind to use these precious materials to personally sew several new sets of clothes for Guo Jia's three siblings, in order to repay the Xiao family's deep friendship with practical actions.

Ever since Guo Jia and his friends came to this village, their laughter and innocence have been like a clear spring, quietly nourishing Aunt Hu's heart which has been dried up by the pain of losing her son.

Every smile of these three children made Aunt Hu feel that her sons had never been far away.

After witnessing this scene, Fan Yanmu couldn't help but feel a bit of respect for Xiao Zhixue.

In his eyes, Xiao Zhixue's figure distributing supplies actually had a heroic spirit.

He thought to himself that if Xiao Zhixue was a man and held a high position in government, he would surely become a good official who was deeply loved by the people and was honest and incorruptible.

As breakfast ended, everyone packed their bags and prepared to embark on a journey to the unknown.

Although the carriage is small, it is enough to carry hope and warmth.

With the insistence of the villagers, Xiao Zhixue's family, Fan Yanmu, and the frail Guo Jia and Old Mrs. Lu were able to ride in the carriage.

Yingyi volunteered to be the coachman. He skillfully drove the carriage and slowly set off, leading the team forward.

With the security measures carefully arranged by Yu Fugui, even the long road to Sanma Town no longer seemed so unnerving.

At the moment of parting, Xiao Zhixue, Liu Yu and others said goodbye to each other.

Looking through the gaps in the car curtains at the villagers who were marching forward tenaciously step by step under the scorching sun, she felt mixed emotions.

The summer sun was scorching the earth like a raging fire, sweat was dripping from everyone's forehead, the children's physical strength seemed to have reached its limit, and their steps became increasingly difficult.

For Zhou Shuqiong, enjoying such comfort is a luxury. Her kindness and thoughtfulness prompted her to come up with the idea of ​​getting off the bus and walking.

Xiao Zhixue saw through her mother's thoughts. Although she felt sorry for her mother's overly modest attitude, she also respected her choice.

So Zhou Shuqiong got out of the car and walked side by side with Aunt Hu.

Zhou Shuqiong and Aunt Hu established a deep friendship because of this common experience.

Little Guo Xiao held his sister's hand, and although his steps were slow, each step was firm.

And Guo Hua's childish voice, although full of fatigue, also revealed an understanding and thoughtfulness that did not belong to her age.

On this challenging journey, every detail seems to tell a moving story about love and sacrifice.

Aunt Hu looked at Guo Hua's clear and sensible eyes, and an indescribable warmth surged in her heart, as if the warm sunshine in spring quietly dispelled the fatigue and coldness accumulated from days of fleeing.

Just as this warmth was slowly spreading in my heart, the rumbling sound of the wheels gradually stopped, and the figures of Xiao Zhixue and Fan Yanmu emerged gracefully from the carriage.

Xiao Zhixue had a keen eye and caught the exhausted expressions of the children in the team.

Their calves seemed unable to support the weight of their bodies, and they could only stand with the support of the adults beside them.

Her heart was gripped by this scene, and she gently suggested, "Why don't we let the children get on the bus first to rest, and for the rest of the journey, we adults can take turns riding and take care of each other."

Xiao Zhixue's family got off the carriage. With understanding and kindness on their faces, they took the initiative to vacate the seats in the carriage and gave them to those young faces.

At that moment, this not-so-luxurious carriage seemed to have become the warmest haven on the long journey, allowing everyone to find a moment of peace and comfort in the stormy world.

On the way, Xiao Zhixue's eyes were always moving among the grass on the side of the road. Even though a lot of herbs had been collected in the car, she knew that in this unpredictable journey, any extra preparation could become a life-saving straw.

At the same time, villagers are focusing on finding wild vegetables that can add a bit of green to their plates.

Whenever someone discovered traces of wild vegetables, the whole team would stop tacitly and bend down to dig up this gift from nature.

On the road of escape where freedom and restraint are intertwined, they communicate with the earth and race against time at their own rhythm.

However, after several consecutive days of long-distance walking, the soles of everyone's shoes were almost in "intimate contact" with the ground.

Especially Xiao Zhixue's family, because they fled in such a hurry that even their most basic shoes were stolen by others.

Xiao Zhixue smiled bitterly in her heart, wondering what the second branch Xiao You's family's intention was in collecting so many shoes. Could they really solve the hunger of the whole family like food?

Zhou Shuqiong lowered her eyes, the big hole at the toe of her shoe seemed to be telling of hardship and helplessness, her bare toes trembled in the air, and she felt mixed emotions.

The situation at home was equally worrying, and Xiao Wei's shoes were also in tatters.

The shoes on Xiao Tingrui and Xiao Tingxuan's feet were also covered with scars, as if they were a testimony to the suffering they had experienced.

Faced with all this, Xiao Zhixue's heart was filled with regret and self-blame. She had originally planned to buy clothes for her family, but had overlooked the most basic and important shoes.

The journey to Zhangzhou was long, and although there was help from a horse-drawn carriage, the family was always generous in sharing this comfort with the villagers.

During the break, everyone started to prepare lunch, and several careful villagers noticed the plight of Xiao Zhixue's family. Without waiting for them to be invited, they took out spare shoes from their bags.

"Miss Zhixue, these are the new shoes I prepared before I fled. I haven't had a chance to wear them yet. Come and try them on to see if they fit you well."

An older sister said enthusiastically.

"Brother Xiao, I've only worn this pair once. Please don't hesitate to change them."

Another big brother handed over his shoes sincerely.

"Two children from the Xiao family, stop standing there. I have two pairs of shoes here. Put them on quickly and don't let your feet suffer."

Faced with this sudden warmth, Xiao Zhixue's family was so moved that they didn't know what to do. They quickly changed into these shoes that carried the deep affection of their neighbors. The amazing thing was that each pair of shoes seemed to be tailor-made for them and fit them perfectly.

Zhang, a little shy, held a pair of slightly old but still clean cloth shoes and slowly walked towards Xiao Zhixue: "Sister Xiao, although these shoes are a little old, they are still sturdy. If you don't mind..."

Xiao Zhixue gladly accepted it with tears in her eyes as she smiled, not only because it was a precious friendship, but also because during these days of escape, any item that could keep her warm was precious.

She cleverly used the remaining fabrics at home and cut them into insoles, which not only made the shoes fit better but also maximized the value of resources.

When Zhang saw how much Xiao Zhixue cherished her, her face suddenly showed genuine joy.

In the afternoon, under the shade of the trees, a group of dexterous women sat in a circle. The needles and threads in their hands were like magicians' wands, sewing pieces of cloth into clothes to protect against the harsh winter.