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

Xiao Yi could tell at a glance that Xiao Zhixue was carrying a heavy burden in her heart, so he approached her softly and asked gently, "San Ya, are you worried about something? Can you tell Dad about it?"

Xiao Zhixue pondered for a moment and realized that this matter needed to be discussed by the whole family, so she frankly told her worries about the future.

Although her voice was soft, it clearly fell into everyone's heart. Everyone was stunned when they heard it, and the atmosphere became solemn.

Zhou Shuqiong paused for a moment with the frying pan in his hand, turned his head, and said with a firm gaze: "San Ya, no matter where we go in the future, our family must be together, and no one can be left behind."

These words, like warm sunshine, instantly dispelled the haze in my heart.

Xiao Wei was well aware of Xiao Zhixue's obsession with Zhangzhou. That was the place of hope for them to escape from Sanma Town and find a new life.

He, who usually keeps quiet, spoke up at this moment, his voice full of unquestionable determination: "San Ya, our whole family will listen to you. No matter how big the world is, no matter how strong the storm is, as long as we are a family tied together, there will be no obstacles that we cannot overcome. If it really doesn't work, we will follow the path that Master Fan has pointed out. If the villagers are unwilling to go with us, the four of us will also walk forward hand in hand and shoulder to shoulder. After all, as long as the family is together, we can feel the warmth of home wherever we go."

Everyone sat around, listening to the conversation between the three members of the Xiao family, and couldn't help but whisper and talk among themselves.

Finally, after a heated discussion, everyone agreed and decided to follow Xiao Zhixue's footsteps, no matter whether the road ahead was thorny or smooth, they would never leave her and vow to walk together to the end.

The village chief slowly walked towards Xiao Zhixue and expressed their determination on behalf of all the villagers: "Zhixue girl, we have agreed that wherever your boat goes, our sails will follow. After all, we are all fleeing for safety. Changing places is just like moving from a precarious place to another unknown harbor. But as long as we are united, there is no difficulty that we cannot overcome."

Xiao Zhixue looked around and saw pairs of expectant eyes focused on her, and a feeling of warmth and responsibility surged in her heart.

She straightened her back and cleared her throat gently, her voice firm yet gentle: "The road to Zhangzhou is not easy, and there may be twists and turns. Everyone should think carefully."

As soon as the voice fell, the villagers nodded vigorously one after another, and answered in unison: "Girl Zhixue, no matter where you go, we will follow you. We have experienced all kinds of ups and downs along the way, and all kinds of dangers. What do we have to be afraid of!"

Seeing the villagers' firm determination, Xiao Zhixue's hesitation instantly dissipated and a relieved smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"That's settled then. We'll rest here tonight and set off for Zhangzhou early tomorrow morning."

This decision was like a rock falling to the ground, and the heavy stone weighing on Xiao Zhixue's heart was also lightened.

After dinner, the camp gradually fell into silence. People who were tired after a day's work found a place to rest.

Ever since Guo Jia took the herbs specially prepared by Xiao Zhixue and drank the precious spiritual spring water, his physical condition has greatly improved. He can persist even when he has to take a bumpy ride in a car or trek on foot.

After dinner, she took a few more pills and fell asleep next to Guo Xiao and Guo Hua, humming a gentle tune softly, like the brightest star in the night sky, weaving sweet dreams for the children.

Aunt Hu hurriedly made two thick cotton-padded coats during the day, but she had not yet considered winter clothes for herself and Guo Jia.

At this moment, she was sewing with full concentration in the faint light of the campfire, and every stitch and thread was filled with the mother's deep love for her child.

After the two children fell asleep peacefully, Guo Jia got up and went to Aunt Hu, silently helping her. Under the dim firelight, the two of them conveyed silent warmth and strength with every stitch.

The surroundings were unusually quiet, with no other sounds except for the occasional lonely cry of an owl in the distance.

Xiao Zhixue couldn't fall asleep because of the uneasy premonition in her heart, so she got up and walked alone under the cover of night.

Her thoughts were like floating clouds in the night sky. She was repeatedly thinking about the decision to go to Zhangzhou, and she was deeply worried about her unknown fate.

Under the moonlight, she walked farther and farther away until she was far away from the camp. The silence around her seemed to be infinitely magnified, and even the cry of the owl disappeared completely. This unusual tranquility made Xiao Zhixue feel more and more uneasy, as if some major change was about to happen.

Just as the gentle hum of the wind and the whispers of the leaves intertwined to form the prelude to the night, a sudden breeze blew through the forest, and a fine and dense friction sound was heard among the branches and leaves, as if it was the whisper of nature.

Xiao Zhixue couldn't help but pause. She suddenly realized that her walk in the woods had strayed too far from the way home, and she couldn't help but feel a little worried and apologetic towards her family.

So she quickly changed direction and, with some eagerness, set out on the path home.

Just as she quickened her pace, preparing to end this unexpected wandering as soon as possible, a subtle but extremely clear clicking sound suddenly came from above her head, breaking the tranquility of the night.

She looked up suddenly, and the moonlight was as bright as a silver thread, illuminating the secrets hidden among the dense branches.

A figure dressed in black stood proudly on the treetops, blending into the night, leaving only a pair of deep eyes, flashing an unfathomable light.

This unexpected surprise made Xiao Zhixue's heartbeat suddenly accelerate, and an inexplicable sense of tension flowed slowly along her spine like a cold stream.

Almost out of instinctive vigilance, she quickly stepped back a few steps and glanced around sharply. She then discovered that not only the tree, but also several men in black dressed in the same attire were lurking in the surrounding trees.

They held long swords in their hands, their faces hidden behind black veils, revealing only cold gazes, like messengers of death, staring at her silently.

Xiao Zhixue secretly wondered in her heart, these people appeared here so late at night and moved so covertly, could they be spies from Xuan Yutang?

If this is true, their information network must be too tightly woven to be able to track their whereabouts so quickly.

Thinking of this, her hand unconsciously touched the whip she carried around her waist, and she questioned the uninvited guest in the tree in a firm and calm voice.

And those men in black seemed to have heard some silent commands. After exchanging meaningful glances, they jumped down from a height silently like nocturnal cats, so lightly that it was unbelievable.

As they gradually approached, Xiao Zhixue could finally clearly identify the patterns of the long swords in their hands.

The winding snake pattern on the sword emits a strange and cold light under the moonlight. This is the special logo made by the Dongchu Killer Organization.