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As soon as they entered the house, the two old men were stunned by the furnishings in the house: "There are still so many things left in the village chief's house? This cabinet is so good, why don't you take it? There is also a stove."

Fubao packed up the things in the back with a smile: "These are all what I brought." Then he handed the roasted sweet potatoes to the two old people.

The two of them took it a little embarrassedly: "We thought you had nowhere to go, so we wanted to room together. You have furniture and food, and we have nothing..."

Fubao broke the sweet potato apart, and the sweet aroma instantly filled the whole room. She took a big bite and said incoherently, "I came here alone, without any relatives or friends. If you don't accompany me, I won't be able to sleep at night."

After hearing her say this, the two of them felt relieved and said with a smile: "We have lived on our own for a long time. There is nothing to be afraid of. Don't worry."

Grandma Shunzhi has difficulty walking and her hearing is not good, but she knows a lot of things.

She ate and said, "My son is a filial son. He took me with him when he ran away. But the mountain road is too difficult to walk on. Without me, my whole family couldn't make it. I ran back secretly by myself!"

Fubao looked at her in surprise. The old lady said proudly, "It's enough if the children have the heart to do so. I'm old now. Even if I go out with them, I'll be a burden. It's better to let them go out without worry."

Guihua was obviously not there. She must have been left at home. She listened to Shunzhi say this without saying a word and helped Fubao pick vegetables.

Fubao: "Now that King Li is here, is there any difference from before?" She didn't know what Linzhou was like under King Li's rule, but looking at them, it seemed that they were not having a good time.

Grandma Guihua was furious: "What a bullshit King Li! Can he be an official? In the past, no matter what, even if they collected more taxes, they would always open the granaries to release grain in years of disaster. Even if those corrupt officials were unwilling, they dared not openly oppose the emperor."

Fu Bao looked at her chest rising and falling violently, and quickly poured her a glass of water: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, talk slowly."

Grandma Guihua drank a glass of water and continued, "He captured all the young men in our village to build some bullshit canal, saying it could be used to irrigate the land during droughts. What happened later? He built a bullshit shabby house, which was the lotus pond he built. Who in Linzhou doesn't know about it?"

Fubao didn't expect that even the villagers knew so much.

Grandma Shunzhi was also very angry: "Prince Li! What a bastard! We ordinary people are living a good life, why does he come here to interfere? Let the emperor chop off his head."

Fu Bao looked at the two old men who were still in low spirits at that time. When they mentioned King Li, they were like powder kegs. He wished he could pick up a sword and go to the battlefield to fight him immediately.

After a long while of comforting them, they finally calmed down when they were about to prepare dinner. The heavy snow blocked the road, and there was nothing to eat. There were less than ten people left in the whole village, and they all relied on scraping soil from the mud wall of Shunzhi's grandmother's house to fill their stomachs.

At this time, Fubao took out a bag of rice, several strips of bacon, fresh pork, local chicken, rabbit... and even all the seasonings from the carriage.

The two old men stared at her as she carried things out of the carriage in amazement: "You put so much food in this carriage?"

Fu Bao was out of breath after carrying all the things, and said with a smile: "Yes, after all, we are out looking for someone, it's freezing cold, so we must bring enough food."

Grandma Guihua looked at so much food and swallowed several times, but still waved her hand and said, "Your food is too refined, I only need some wheat bran. This... you can eat it yourself."

Linzhou has never been rich. She has lived here all her life. She only ate white flour steamed buns in the years when the harvest was good. The rest of the time, she ate buckwheat flour, sorghum flour, and flour ground from rice poles. The rice Fubao brought out was something she couldn't even eat during the New Year, so she felt even more embarrassed.

Grandma Shunzhi said, "Nizi, you have given me a place to shelter me from the wind and rain and keep me warm. This is already a great favor. Food is hard to come by now. I am buried up to my neck in the dirt. I don't need such good food. You can just put it away and eat it slowly."

Fubao looked at them and said, "This much rice will last us a long time. When the weather clears up, we can buy some outside. Don't be afraid, we can eat together."

The two old men suddenly said to her, "Keep your voice down, don't let others know that you have so much food, and don't show it to others. Although most people in our village are honest, there is no guarantee that no one will have bad intentions. We are old and can't protect you, so you have to be careful."

Fubao nodded: "I understand, grandma." She dared to take out the things in front of these two people, not only because she trusted them, but most importantly, even if they wanted to harm her, they didn't have the power, so she didn't have to worry at all.

They didn't know what was going on outside, but today they had a meal with rice and meat. Although Grandma Guihua hadn't cooked properly for a long time, her hands were still sharp, and the dishes she cooked were both beautiful and delicious.

Fubao ate a full bowl of rice with the dish: "Grandma, your cooking skills are amazing, comparable to that of a chef."

Grandma Guihua smiled and said, "I just made it casually. How can it compare to others? It's because you used more seasoning and enough oil that it tastes good."

They finished eating happily, but the two old people refused to let Fubao wash the dishes. Grandma Shunzhi couldn't move her legs, so she sat there and washed the dishes slowly. If anyone tried to take the job of washing the dishes from her, she would get angry.

Just like this, two days passed, and the snow outside was getting heavier and heavier. The snow had already reached my ankles at the beginning, and now it could reach my calves if I stepped on it.

Fu Bao felt more secure when she saw the weather. In such weather, the tracks of her carriage should have been covered by now, and no one would be able to track her down.

That strange charlatan and Princess Li were like crazy and wanted her luck, heart and blood. It was so scary.

Calculating the time, I decided to take a detour to Yuzhou after the weather cleared up, and I should be able to get home before the New Year.

She just wanted to live a peaceful life with her family, earn some money, and let them live a life without worries. When the war is over, she will definitely take her family to live the life they really want.

A carrier pigeon fluttered in the distance. Fu Bao's eyes lit up and he quickly took the note to read the contents, "Yishu, Daddy is here to start the journey home. Don't be afraid."

Fubao felt relieved. Li Shuangrong knew that as long as he returned home, he would at least be less anxious.

In the past few days, Fubao stayed with the two old people every day, and also found several other old people in the village. All of them were not living as expected, and one of them even passed away.

She packed a lot of food and planned to share it with them before she left. It would last them at least half a year. By then, the war should be over.