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Fubao looked at him happily: "Really?"

Chunxi nodded: "Ten miles to the east, there is a reed marsh behind. That's where we ran into those people last time."

Fubao nodded: "Then let's go around and take a look."

……

An hour later, Fubao panted and whispered, "Brother Chunxi, are we there yet?"

Chunxi wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "We're here. It's just ahead."

Fubao lowered his head and froze there. Chunxi's broken straw sandals had been worn out, and her feet were stained with blood and dry grass, but he walked such a long way with her without saying a word.

Fubao felt sad: "Your shoes are worn out, why didn't you tell me? Does it hurt?"

Chunxi then noticed the blood on his feet. He grabbed a leaf from a nearby tree and rubbed it on his feet twice. Then he said, "It's okay. It doesn't hurt. I don't feel anything. Let's go."

Fubao: "Put down the backpack, I'm going to get something." Fortunately, Chunxi took the backpack when he came out, otherwise a pair of shoes would have been taken out of thin air, which would have scared people to death.

She pretended to be serious and searched left and right inside, and finally her eyes lit up: "Found it!" Then she took out a pair of cloth shoes from the space. Those were the ones Zhao Xiuer had made for several children before. The weather was still hot at that time, so she asked Fubao to put them away. Unexpectedly, they came in handy now.

The pair of cloth shoes belonged to Li Chongming, and they looked about the same size as Chunxi's feet. Because Chongming was a noisy person, Zhao Xiuer chose a very strong and durable shoe material for him.

Fu Bao handed him the shoes and said, "I originally wanted to bring a pair of shoes for my father. They are not needed for the time being. Please wear them."

Chunxi took a half step back and waved his hand, saying, "No need. We used to walk barefoot and we are used to it."

Fu Bao pretended to be angry: "Put it on quickly, otherwise your feet will be injured. What if you run too slowly and get caught?"

As he spoke, he took out a packet of medicine powder from his arms and sprinkled it directly on his feet, urging him to put on his clothes quickly.

Chunxi said embarrassedly: "Your shoes are made of cloth, so they are not cheap. Do you have straw shoes?..."

Fubao: "Put it on quickly, why are you being so fussy?"

Chunxi was helpless, knowing that if she didn't accept it today, Fubao would never give in, so she carefully took the shoes and slowly put them on.

Fubao: "How is it? Is it suitable?"

His feet were wrapped in soft cloth and he felt like he was walking on cotton. Ever since something happened at home, he hadn't worn a pair of decent shoes for a long time.

Chunxi nodded: "It fits...very comfortable."

Fu Bao was relieved: "Then let's go quickly."

After passing through a dense forest, there was a reed marsh in front. Fubao was not tall, so all he could see here were large patches of reeds swaying in the autumn wind.

Chunxi has a very good sense of direction. He can remember places he has only been to once so clearly. He navigates around a dozen intersections with ease without any hesitation.

Fubao suddenly felt a little uneasy, as if something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

Until he came to a whole field of standing reeds, he walked towards the road without hesitation, pushing aside layer after layer of reeds, his goal very clear.

Fubao followed his footsteps and suddenly stopped. It was too smooth, everything was going too smoothly.

Chunxi noticed that she had stopped, turned around and comforted her: "It's okay, we'll be there soon."

Fubao: "Brother Chunxi, there is no way out here."

Chunxi smiled and said, "There is a way, just follow me." He was very confident, and there was no doubt in his tone.

Fubao suddenly remembered that he had said that he only knew the approximate location, but now that he had arrived at the reed marsh, he was still so familiar with the route...

Chunxi looked at her hesitant eyes and thought she was afraid to come in, so he comforted her: "There really is a way, I will walk ahead to help you explore the way."

Fubao knew that it was too late to turn back now. Even if it was a conspiracy, she had to go in and find out the truth. After all, Li Shuangrong had been taken away, and she couldn't just go back by herself.

Thinking of this, she finally took a step forward and said to Chunxi carefully, "Let's keep our voices down. If someone finds us, we'll be in trouble."

Chunxi nodded: "Follow."

After not knowing how long he had been digging around inside, Chunxi suddenly stopped in front of him and asked, "What will you do if you find them?"

Fu Bao was startled by him and whispered, "Keep your voice down. We are just here to determine the location today. We are not going to do anything else. Didn't I tell you on the way here?"

Chunxi nodded: "Oh, I'm too nervous, let me confirm it again."

Fubao looked up, trying to find a trace of nervousness on his face, but he could only see that he was as expressionless as usual.

Finally, Chunxi stopped and said, "It's right outside. Did you hear the sound?"

Fubao calmed down, his heart pounding wildly. He could hear the sound of running water outside and some muted conversations.

Fubao raised her head, her doubts reaching their peak. Chunxi knew this place, but hid it from her at first, and then brought her here. Why?

Fubao quietly moved forward and opened his eyes wide in surprise. From here he could actually see the shadows of the workers moving the goods close enough. If it were daytime, he could probably see their faces clearly and even hear what they were saying if he listened carefully.

Just as she was about to move forward, Chunxi grabbed her by the back of her collar and whispered, "Don't get any closer."

Fu Bao nodded. There was a bright candlelight there. She looked at the boxes of goods being unloaded from the boat in the light. Her heart was full of curiosity. Her intuition told her that that was what she was looking for.

Chunxi and she lay on the ground together, looking up slightly. The night wind was already very cold. Fubao gently took out the blanket from the backpack, threw it, and covered their backs.

Chunxi felt the sudden warmth, and his expression became a little more conflicted.

Fubao whispered, "Let's go back when it's daybreak."

Fortunately, it is late autumn and there are no insects here, otherwise it would be a terrible disaster.

In one night, the workers unloaded the cargo from twenty small boats, but there was not much, only about eighty small boxes. However, it can be seen that the things inside were very heavy, otherwise there would not be so many people taking turns.

The sky suddenly brightened, Chunxi quietly put away the blanket and said, "Let's go back first."

Fubao nodded and followed. That night, she had memorized the figures and voices of the owners of the small boats, and also had a good grasp of the terrain here. In short, she could find the way by herself.

On the way back, Chunxi looked unhappy and even hesitated to speak several times.

Fubao couldn't help himself and said, "Brother Chunxi, just say whatever you want to say."

Chunxi struggled: "I always feel it's too dangerous. Can we just... not have this thing?"

Fubao's heart skipped a beat. She always felt that the "too dangerous" Chunxi mentioned was not referring to these people, but that he knew what was inside the box.