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Fubao laughed so hard in the car that he fell backwards and forwards: "Hahahahahaha, I should feel sorry for the horse. Master, you really have the guts to say that."

Qingyang didn't say anything. He glanced at his almost healed wound and just kept on going.

On the official road between Qingzhou and Yuzhou, Fubao looked out the window. There were more and more people, but to her surprise, she saw a familiar face among them.

Many people in the village were pushing wheelbarrows or driving ox carts, with numb expressions on their faces and looking weathered.

Fubao: "What's going on? Is everyone out?"

From the moment she saw the three of them, Fubao realized that something was wrong. But now the appearance of these people further confirmed her guess.

She pulled her head back, leaving only her eyes exposed. In these uncertain times, being recognized could get her into trouble.

There was a commotion ahead, and a dense crowd of people surrounded them, blocking their way.

"Spit it out! How dare you snatch my things? Beat me hard!" A rough male voice clearly penetrated Fubao's ears amid the whispers of the crowd.

Then there were cries of pain, and a familiar voice pleaded in fear: "We will pay you, and we will never do it again. I...we will work for you."

"Whoever asked you to do the work, either pay him now or I'll beat him to death here." The man was merciless.

The child was frightened and started crying, and the whole scene was in chaos.

Fu Bao paused for a moment, thinking the voice was familiar: "Master, take me over to have a look."

Qingyang didn't say anything. He picked her up and walked over to push through the crowd, and saw the person who was being beaten inside.

Fubao yelled, "Uncle Liu Er! Stop it, stop hitting me."

The woman's attention was drawn to her. The moment she saw her, she felt surprised and aggrieved: "Are you... Fu Bao?"

The group of people didn't care about what a little girl said and didn't stop.

Fu Bao shouted at the man, "I will pay him whatever silver he wants."

The man turned around and was slightly startled when he saw her, then he set his eyes on Qingyang: "Five taels of silver, not a penny less."

The woman burst into tears and said, "He only took a steamed bun, and you want five taels of silver. Isn't this asking for our lives?"

The man snorted coldly, "With so many people here, if anyone comes to steal my steamed bun, will I still be able to do business? Hurry up!"

Fubao: "Tell them to stop! Otherwise I won't give you a penny."

The man paused and waved his hand, and the group of people stopped immediately.

Fu Bao looked worriedly at Liu Er lying on the ground. His face was in a state of disarray, with blood and dust mixed together. He fell to the ground, and only his slightly rising and falling chest showed any signs of life.

The man said impatiently: "Okay, give me the money quickly."

Fu Bao looked around and said nothing. The man was not stupid either, and he immediately shouted, "What are you looking at? If you continue to look at me, I'll beat you all up, you bunch of troublemakers."

The crowd was somewhat dissatisfied, but seeing the dozen or so thugs, they were too scared to step forward and dispersed unwillingly.

Fu Bao took out the five taels of silver from his purse and handed it over, saying expressionlessly, "Can we take the person away?"

The man obviously didn't expect her to be so happy, but the money was already in his hands. He was in a bad mood and didn't ask for the money. Liu Er also stole his steamed buns during dinner. At this time, he calmed down and looked at Fubao with some novelty: "You little girl are quite interesting."

Fubao didn't want to talk to him any more, so he turned around and said, "Second Aunt, come with us."

Liu Er's wife said hoarsely: "Okay, we will pay you back later."

Qingyang carried the person on his back, and Fubao took them into the carriage.

Liu Er curled up in the carriage, already unconscious. Fu Bao looked at his condition and found that although these people had hit him hard, they had not injured any vital parts, and they were only superficial injuries, so he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After applying the medicine, Fubao asked, "Second Aunt, what's going on? Why did you leave Linzhou? And how did you offend those people?"

Liu Er's wife's eyes were dull, and she said hesitantly, "That day your father told us that you were leaving, and asked us to make plans early."

Fubao thought for a long time and realized that when Zhao Xiuer was not there, Li Shuangrong was not there either.

"The day after you left, we packed up our things. In fact, he didn't need to tell us that many people in the village also wanted to leave. If we didn't leave, people would starve to death."

Before she finished speaking, Rong'er beside her cried, "Mother, I'm so hungry."

Fubao quickly took out some dry food and snacks and placed them in front of them: "Eat something first."

Rong'er's eyes lit up when she saw the food and she grabbed the snacks and stuffed them into her mouth.

Liu Er's wife also picked up the pancake and took small bites of it, tears streaming down her face. "We finally got out of Linzhou. We hid from the rain in the cave for a long time, and we've almost run out of dry food."

Fubao took out the kettle and handed it to her: "But according to the time, you should be here too."

Liu Er's wife took the water and fed Rong'er, and replied: "The refugees on the way to Yuzhou took away all our silver and dry food. In order to escape, we climbed over the mountain over there and finally got here."

Then she choked up and said, "We just arrived today, and we've eaten all the fruits we picked from the mountains. Rong'er was so hungry that your second uncle had no choice but to steal other people's steamed buns..."

Fu Bao comforted him, "It's okay. Come with us and we'll make plans after we get to Yuzhou. The world is so big, there's always a place for us to stay."

Liu Er's wife naturally knew that Fubao was the same age as Rong'er, but she could recognize Fubao when she saw her. Seeing Fubao's five-year-old appearance, she was surprised but did not explore too much. Just for this reason, Fubao was willing to help her. What's more, they were friends of my father.

Two hours later, Liu Er woke up and thanked Fu Bao with tears in his eyes: "If it weren't for you today, I'm afraid I would have lost my life."

Fubao took out some dry food and water: "Fill your stomach first, don't think too much, and take good care of your injuries."

Liu Er took it with a grateful look on his face: "It was your father who helped us before, and now it's you who is helping us. Your whole family is my benefactor."

Fubao: "Second uncle, you are too kind."

At midnight, they finally arrived at the gate of Yuzhou. Qingyang: "Let's stay outside the city for one night, and then we'll meet up with them tomorrow when the gate opens."

Fubao was about to nod when she saw a familiar ox cart in the distance. She ran towards it excitedly. The one keeping watch was Li Shuangrong.

Fubao said happily, "Dad!" He lowered his voice deliberately to avoid disturbing others. Li Shuangrong turned around instantly: "Yishu! You're back."

Fubao: "Why don't you go into the city?"

Li Shuangrong: "We were worried that you wouldn't be able to find us when you came back, so we waited here."

Fu Bao touched his beard distressedly: "You will catch a cold if you lie here like this."

Li Shuangrong smiled innocently: "It's just one night, nothing to worry about."

Fu Bao looked back at the carriage and asked mysteriously, "Guess who I brought back?"

Li Shuangrong shook his head honestly. The moment he saw Liu Er's wife, he quickly ran to the carriage: "Liu Er!"