An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

Seeing that time was dragging on, it seemed they couldn't set off anytime soon. Scarface, after consulting with Master Liu, immediately distributed rations to his prisoners and took the opportunity to rest himself. The exile groups were mixed together, so naturally they could only restrict each other's movement time. However, the prisoners still looked after themselves and did not mix together.

Normally, it takes half an hour to eat and rest at noon. Today, I walked slowly and stopped for half an hour longer. Until it was completely dark, I still didn’t reach the designated post station.

Master Liu was also a little angry. If they hadn't joined him, things wouldn't have been so delayed. But in the end, he didn't dare to lose his temper. He took the initiative to go over and said, "Master Fang, there are still almost twenty miles ahead! It seems we can't make it. Let's just rest here." Master Liu was forced to turn around and discuss with the leader of the escort behind him.

The officers were also a little uncomfortable, thinking that if they went with them, the journey would be greatly reduced, which would really delay things. Mr. Liu knew that he was a small and cautious person, and although they were doing the same job, he still had to be respectful to the person behind him.

"Then let's stop. Let's set off an hour earlier tomorrow." Manager Fang made the decision without any negotiation.

As soon as they heard the words from the official, Dalang and his companions immediately took a few dozen steps forward and found a rock that could shelter them from the wind. The front of the rock was also flat.

A few people and Sugar Frost pulled the cart over first. Afraid that other tribesmen would follow too closely, the rest of the people quickly gathered around and sat in a larger circle. They also took down some packages and oilcloths to take up space.

He took down the oilcloth and spread it out, placing it across the other tribesmen, then carried his grandfather down.

The other tribesmen were also very understanding and didn't necessarily like to get together with them. They each found a place to stay nearby, keeping some distance between them.

"Hurry up and find some dry firewood to make a fire." There was not even a bit of moonlight in this season, and it was pitch black all around, so dark that one couldn't see one's hand in front of one's face. They were closer to the front, closer to the officials holding torches, but it didn't seem to be much brighter.

Behind the stone was a small forest. Dalang and his friends immediately wanted to rush in, not fearing the pitch-black darkness.

"Cousin, here are some fire starters for you." Jing Chunxi quickly held out his hands to them. These were things he had collected from the kitchen, and they had to be taken out and used when needed.

"Ah!" Dalang was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that his cousin also had a tinder with her. His aunt really thought of everything, even such a small thing.

"Sister Xi is really thoughtful. Don't go too far. There's no telling if there might be wolves or wild animals in this kind of forest. Take the hatchet and chop down any dead trees you see. Stay alert and keep an eye out for any movement around you."

Jing Changning was thankful that the hatchet he had just bought last night was put to use today. Jing Chunxi remembered that he had also stored firewood in his space, but it was not time to use it now. He would probably need more along the way. Even if it was dark and they could hide, with so many people chopping nearby, it would be okay to put in some effort and it wouldn't cause any misunderstandings.

"Cousin Xi, eat quickly!" When the little glutinous rice dumpling saw her grandfather being carried out of the car, she had already climbed down by herself and rolled around on the big oilcloth for a few times. If her aunt agreed, she would have gone to chop firewood with her brothers.

She was holding a steamed bun, which must have been given to her by Zhuang. She broke off half of it and stuffed it into Jing Chunxi's mouth, her eyes narrowed into slits with a smile.

When the eldest lady distributed the steamed buns to her, she told her that she couldn't eat them all while camping outside tonight, as she didn't know what the situation would be like tomorrow night, so she had to leave some. Therefore, she was worried that the buns were only for her and her grandparents. If Cousin Xi didn't have any steamed buns, she could give her half. Auntie said she could eat the black flour buns with everyone else, and she also suggested that she give Cousin Xi a few bites.

"Cousin Xi, there's more. You and aunt can eat it together." However, Jing Chunxi still took a bite of the piece that was already in her mouth, otherwise the little guy would definitely be disappointed and think that she disliked the saliva.

After saying that, she stuffed another piece of milk slice into the little dumpling's mouth. It smelled so good that the little dumpling squinted his eyes. He even felt that the steamed bun in his mouth was not so fragrant. He kept shouting, "Cousin Xi is the best."

Sure enough, after a while, Zhuang distributed steamed buns, and Si gave each person a small piece of pancake and two small pieces of dried meat.

The pancake is filled with leeks and beef. Although it is a bit hard after a few days, it is very fragrant and delicious when chewed slowly.

After all the quilts on the cart were taken out, there were only four in total, and Jing Chunxi felt a little depressed.

Grandfather had a mattress underneath him and a mattress on top of him, so Jing Changning and Grandpa Xiaobei could sleep against him to keep warm.

Zhuang spread the remaining two beds on another oilcloth and said, "You three girls will squeeze in with Grandma tonight. The rest of us will have to rely on firewood for warmth."

These were the conditions, and no one else had any objections or said anything, but with the weather being so cold, everyone was suffering.

Yin took the clothes she had changed out of two nights ago from the car and distributed them to everyone: "It's not too cold now, so we should be fine if we put on our original clothes. It's much better than the tribesmen behind us who have nothing."

Mrs. Si also laughed and quickly distributed the clothes to everyone: "Yes, I forgot I even had this bag of clothes. Luckily, my aunt bought us new clothes, otherwise everyone would have been cold tonight."

Everyone agreed with this and thought it was great.

But Jing Chunxi still frowned. It seemed that this was not going to work. The cart was completely empty, with no shelter at all. Even if she wanted to hide something, she couldn't help but lean over to her third uncle. "Uncle, we should be staying in Qingliu County tomorrow night, right? If we don't buy some extra clothes and bedding, and it snows and it gets windy, won't the prisoners freeze to death?"

"What does Sister Xi want to say?"

Jing Chunxi was gloomy. He had explained everything so clearly, so why was his third uncle so disrespectful? Were all scholars so cunning?

"How about Third Uncle ask Seventh Master to talk to Master Liu and ask us to go shopping tomorrow night?"

Jing Chunxi thought about it and felt embarrassed, then said, "I think the other three rooms are in even worse condition than us. After tonight, they will definitely think about adding more clothes and bedding. No one wants to die, right?"

"Yes!" Jing Changning said briefly, but then fell silent, staring at his niece, wanting to see what she would say. It was as if the niece Zhou Wei had told him about had suddenly changed, becoming at least a hundred times smarter than before. This time, he wasn't going to be a big deal, just waiting to see what she would do.

Jing Chunxi couldn't hold it in any longer. For the first time, he felt that communicating with his third uncle was so difficult. He was still looking at him with a double-eyed look. He could only act like an eight-year-old child, shaking his third uncle's arm and saying, "Uncle, please ask Master Liu to give us a break and let us bring an extra cart, preferably a donkey or ox cart with a shed."

"Hmm!" Third uncle didn't comment and answered with his nose, which made Jing Chunxi want to jump up and down.