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Fu Bao forced himself to stand up, ignoring the dizziness, and said to the depressed village chief: "It's not that there is no way. You take everyone back first, and come back tomorrow morning. I will give you an explanation."

Her voice trembled, unable to conceal her weakness at the moment, but the determination in her eyes made the village chief feel inexplicably at ease.

He quickly thanked her: "Thank you God...Thank you Miss."

Fubao waved his hand: "Go back quickly."

Li Shuangrong naturally did not go with them. Even though the villagers who were optimistic about him asked him many times, he still refused their kindness.

After everyone left, Fubao finally couldn't hold on any longer, his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground.

Li Shuangrong hurried over and asked anxiously, "Yishu! What happened?"

Fubao didn't lose consciousness, but she was suddenly exhausted. She shook her head and said, "It's okay, I'm just too tired. I just need to rest for a while."

Li Shuangrong saw that she was too weak and her face was as pale as paper. He was very worried and frowned.

Fubao: "Dad, let me rest for a while. Mom will be worried if she sees me like this."

Li Shuangrong thought about it, nodded helplessly, and gently laid her flat on the pile of dry grass: "Where do you feel uncomfortable? Do you need some medicine?"

Fu Bao shook his head again: "I'll just lie down for a while."

The only way she knew to restore her mental strength was to sleep. It was already bright, and although the temperature was not high, the sun was already high in the sky.

The sunlight was so bright that she couldn't open her eyes. Li Shuangrong quickly moved sideways in front of her to block out most of the light. Then he tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes and put it on Fubao's eyes.

The light was no longer dazzling, and Fubao closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

I don’t know how long it took, but when Fubao opened her eyes, Li Shuangrong was still sitting beside her in the same position as before she fell asleep.

Fubao felt warm in his heart. The sun had already set, and the colorful clouds in the sky were glowing pink, lighting up half the sky.

She stood up, still a little weak, but much better. She went around Li Shuangrong's back and jumped in front of him, pausing for breath. He had fallen asleep but his posture had not changed.

Fubao immediately slowed down his pace and walked slowly towards the burned orchard.

Although her mental strength had not fully recovered, she could not stay here for too long, as more than 20 people were still waiting to go home. Thinking of this, she calmed down and slowly transplanted the fruit trees in the space to replace the burned orchard.

The quality of the fruit trees in the space is much better than those in the mountains. After transplanting nearly two hundred trees, Fu Bao was almost exhausted and broke out in a cold sweat. This night, he was so tired that he almost vomited blood.

Looking at the orchard that was almost filled up, I finally felt relieved, thinking that at least the villagers could have a way to make a living.

At daybreak, the village chief brought a few young men to the appointment. They saw the newly renovated orchard from a distance and were so shocked that their eyes almost popped out.

Especially the young guys at the back, who ran into the orchard, looked around, and were so excited that they were at a loss.

The dark-skinned young man scratched his head and said, "Uncle Huang, I thought you were just bragging, but I didn't expect it to really grow out!"

The village chief said proudly: "Even if you guys are stupid enough to rack your brains, you still can't guess it!"

Fu Bao was amused by his pride, and the village chief smiled embarrassedly and said, "These brats kept making up stories about me on the way here."

Fu Bao smiled and nodded: "Having these fruit trees is also an explanation to you."

The village chief nodded continuously: "Your tree is much better than the one we planted before. It is obviously the best variety. We will take good care of it and will not let you down."

Several young people were stunned and looked at each other in bewilderment: "Is this still our village chief? When did he become so polite? And to a little girl at that..."

When the village chief heard this, his face immediately turned black, and he hit several people on the head: "Show some respect, these fruit trees were given by the young lady, you should be grateful and repay the kindness! Do you understand!"

They didn't know the cause of the fire. They had an impression of Fubao simply because she was too beautiful. No girl in the surrounding villages had ever been so pretty.

There were even a few people who wanted to ask her father if he was willing to get engaged to his son first. But after thinking about the state of his son and the harsh words of the village chief, they all backed off.

Now that the village chief had said this, several people quickly imitated him and performed an unstandard greeting: "Thank you, Miss..."

Li Shuangrong was awakened by their voices and realized that his daughter was not around. He shuddered violently until he turned around and saw that her daughter was safe and sound. Only then did he feel relieved.

Fubao: "I hope you can all live a good life in the future..."

The village chief hurriedly said, "Thank you for your good words."

They chatted briefly, and Fubao said, "My family is still waiting in front, so we'll leave first."

Several people watched her leave and gave her a jar of wild honey when she left.

Fubao declined several times, but they were so kind that he had to accept it.

The two men followed the path and soon found the carriage. The woman had disappeared. Li Shuangrong drove the carriage and soon returned to the rest camp.

Zhao Xiuer was looking around there, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the returning carriage.

Fubao slowly got out of the car, hiding his weakness, and happily acted coquettishly towards her: "Mother, I miss you so much——"

Zhao Xiuer smiled and held her in her arms. The bruises under her eyes and the fatigue all over her body seemed to be swept away with her daughter's return.

Fubao said distressedly: "Can't sleep well?"

Zhao Xiuer: "I will be worried if you don't come back."

Li Shuangrong looked at her and said, "We were just delayed on the way."

They had told Zhao Xiuer about the plan in advance, and the time to go out was also within the plan, but they didn't expect that it would still make her worry.

The women around stretched their necks to look over here. The earth-shattering explosion the day before yesterday had frightened them greatly. If Zhao Xiuer hadn't explained, they would have thought that the earth dragon had turned over.

No one knew where the little girl ran to, and she disappeared along with her mother.

Fubao didn't ask any more questions, just like the other people here. Even though he was extremely curious, he didn't say much.

When he saw how tired they were, he said considerately, "You guys should take a rest. It won't matter if you leave a day later."

Fubao seemed to be in good spirits, but in fact he was already dizzy after saying a few words. Zhao Xiuer could not hide the dark circles under her eyes.

Li Shuangrong slept well yesterday and hurried to the driveway silently: "No delay, sleep in the car."

In this way, the group walked slowly towards the official road. They took a half-hour break every hour. Li Shuangrong went out hunting a few times, and with the pancakes they had before, everyone was able to fill their stomachs and didn't complain of hunger or tiredness. After all, after having been in the hands of the bandits, these were nothing.

Three days later, on the morning, the group finally set foot on the official road to Jiangzhou.