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

After leaving Qingliu County, they could basically only camp at night. The only difference was whether the camping location was close to the county town or the small town. Because even if they could get to the post station on time, the capacity of the post station was too small and most of them could not accommodate such a large team.

In the past few days, there was a mule cart with some empty space on it. Old Madam Jing often took Jing Mingzhu and Jing Chunxi to ride in the mule cart occasionally. They didn't have to walk all day and they felt much more energetic. Even the old aunt occasionally let her get on the cart to rest for a while. Dalang and Erlang took turns driving the mule cart, Sanlang and Silang could often sit on the shaft, and even the daughters-in-law could occasionally get on and rest for a while.

Even though Grandpa Xiaobei's legs and feet have improved a lot now, he still refuses to drive the mule cart or ride in a car. He still insists on walking beside the old general. Even if Dalang uses the excuse of taking over and wants him to get on and rest for a while, he still refuses to drive the car.

"With my current physical condition, if the Tartars really invade, I should be able to go to the battlefield with the old general again." This made Jing Yongcheng very happy.

They felt relieved, but at the same time they also received a lot of jealous looks, most of which naturally came from the old patriarch's family.

Since they didn't go to the post station, they no longer had to provide food for other tribesmen. After all, several families had bought food more or less and no longer kept a close eye on them.

The three families all had pots, and as soon as they arrived at the camping site, they set up the pots and cooked. Basically, everyone could eat some hot vegetable porridge and drink some hot water, so the children either collected firewood or looked for wild vegetables when they stopped, and only the old patriarch's family was left staring blankly.

On several occasions, Jing Chunxi felt that the old patriarch and his wife had vicious eyes, staring at them like enemies.

Occasionally, half a bowl of the extra porridge would be scooped for Qiaoqiao, and Lin was naturally grateful. Although Qiaoqiao was timid, after getting familiar with the adults, she often followed them to help with work. She was also sweet-mouthed and often called them brother or sister, so everyone liked her very much.

Only her grandmother and great-grandmother were still cursing frequently. After being whipped last time, Old Lady Wang had difficulty walking, and Mrs. Su coughed occasionally, probably because she had caught a cold. However, they did not dare to cause trouble again, allowing the mother and daughter to spend two days in peace.

It was night again, and we were camping again. We were not as lucky as the previous two days. We couldn't find a place sheltered from the wind to set up camp. The wind was a bit strong, and everyone couldn't help frowning. Jing Chunxi felt that he had to find a way to make two tents.

Jing Chunxi secretly pulled his uncle and pretended to ask him to move things onto the donkey cart, and he immediately found two extra rolls of oilcloth. Everyone in the family thought they were extra rolls they bought when they went out shopping last time.

Zhuang and the concubines quickly cut with knives, while the three sisters-in-law and Lin worked hard to sew and tie ropes. Grandpa Xiaobei and Dalang built two simple tents. This way, even without a fire, they wouldn't be cold, and they also provided protection from snakes and insects, making the family sleep much more comfortably. Lin and Qiaoqiao also benefited from this, sleeping every night in a small corner of the tent, closest to the door.

Heizi didn't stay with them until late at night. The officers had their own tents, so he must have slept with Tao Jin.

This went on for another four days.

They were about to enter a forest. This was no longer the small woods near the capital, but very high mountains with dense trees, a large forest full of towering trees. The official said that they were about to enter the Liuling Mountains. At this speed, it would take at least five or six days to get out of this section of the road.

The day before entering the mountains, the officials showed some leniency and allowed everyone to go into a small town to do some shopping.

This time, Jing Chunxi discussed with his third uncle and had basically no plan to buy anything else, just some rain gear. However, they still rushed over after emptying the mule cart, and came back with another large cart of things, naturally all products from the space.

Jing Changning decided to buy more rain gear after analyzing the situation with his father and Xiaobei's grandfather. It would definitely be colder in the forest and the climate would often be abnormal, so rain gear that could keep out the wind and rain was a must.

The only items for sale at the market were wide-brimmed hats for keeping out the rain and straw raincoats. The straw raincoats were so heavy that even rolled up they took up a lot of space. If everyone had one, they could fill up a donkey cart.

"Third uncle, I still have a few rolls of oilcloth in my space. You can cut them all, dig a hole at the neck, and wear a rain hat. Isn't it much better than a straw raincoat?" Jing Chunxi knew in her previous life that if the rain was too heavy, the straw raincoat would still leak. Moreover, the wet straw raincoat was very heavy, difficult to dry, and would also get moldy. Farmers liked to use it because it was cheap. She had seen peddlers and escort teams also using oilcloth. It was very light to wear and most importantly, the clothes would not get wet. There were still several rolls of oilcloth in the space, and she could never use it all. She thought she should make use of it.

So they only bought one rain hat each, which looked like it was woven from cattail leaves, and no straw raincoats. Thinking about how they had to use a hatchet to cut everything last time because they didn't have scissors, which was cumbersome, awkward, and slow. Jing Chunxi also took the initiative to buy a few of the largest clothes-cutting scissors. These scissors were also available in the sewing room of the General's Mansion. She regretted forgetting to take them. As expected, any little thing might be useful during exile. She couldn't be careless in the future.

When passing by the cloth shop, Jing Changning took a look inside and whispered to his niece, "Does Aunt Shenxian have enough cotton clothes and trousers? Are there any beddings?"

Jing Chunxi looked at him in surprise: "Isn't it enough?" Obviously everyone has it, and bedding is enough for two or three people to cover one bed. It is impossible to be so extravagant as to have a bed for each person: Third uncle is really unreliable, thinking about extravagance just after solving the problem of food and clothing.

"If it continues to rain and snow, even with raincoats and rain hats, they're bound to get wet. We'll need a change of clothes." Jing Chunxi thought about the pile of things in her space. She'd already collected quite a lot from the needlework shop at the General's Mansion, and with the things she'd asked the housekeeper to buy later, there was definitely more than enough. As for clothes! Last time, she'd just picked out a size that fit everyone in the family, so there were plenty left over. She could easily change a few liters for each person. If she ever encountered inclement weather, even if the clothes didn't fit, they could still be worn.

"Then you can move a few more items onto the mule cart later and add more when you really need them."

After thinking for a moment, he said, "Remember to help Lin and Qiaoqiao choose a set."

Jing Chunxi was even more surprised: "I didn't expect that my third uncle is so kind." Then he deliberately put his hands on his mouth and curled them into a small trumpet, with an arrogant look as if to say, "Look, I know you very well."

Facing Jing Chunxi's teasing, Jing Changning glared at her before replying, "Grandpa Xiaobei is kind-hearted and doesn't have any children of his own. He couldn't bear to see a poor little thing like Qiaoqiao, so he specifically asked me to buy it for him and even tried to force money into my hand. My uncle didn't take his."

Jing Chunxi felt deflated as if his tail had been stepped on. He then realized that he had guessed wrong and whispered, "I know!"

There are quite a few clothes for children under ten years old in the space. Last time, he only used Tuanzi's set. He is not reluctant to part with them, and he also wants to give face to Grandpa Xiaobei.