A peasant girl with a special ability uses herself and two wolves to escape famine!

They ate in the car that night. It's tough not to eat something awful and feel bad, but also not to be too ostentatious!

"Mother, Mother, what's wrong with you!"

It was noon, the hottest time of the day.

The boy's crying was even more irritating.

"It's that mother and child from yesterday. The mother seems to be dying."

Xia Ning was not surprised. Yesterday, she was so weak that she could barely walk. She wasn't given any food or water, and she heard that she was sick. It would be a miracle if she could survive.

"Madam, please, give me a bowl of water, please, my mother is really dying!"

The boy knelt on the scorching ground, kowtowing desperately to the carriage.

"Get out! You think you're the fifth young master of the manor? You're nothing but a worthless bastard born of a lowly person. Water is so precious, your mother's life isn't even worth a sip of water."

She was sharp-tongued, sarcastic, and vicious, causing everyone else to frown.

Consort Wang was actually quite well-behaved in the household. The reason she became a concubine was because the master took a liking to her beauty and forcibly brought her back to the mansion.

If we're talking about who's the most despicable, the dying old man in the carriage is the one who's the most despicable; he's the one who caused all the evil.

The child was also decisive. Seeing that the lady was really unwilling, he got up and knelt down next to another carriage to beg for water.

But now, there is no water source, everyone is short of water, who will give him water?

He went from house to house, his forehead bleeding and blood flowing down his face, but he didn't care at all.

The onlookers felt a pang of pity, and even more so, a deep sense of empathy. Who among them didn't have a life worth less than grass? Those who wanted to help were themselves in dire straits and unable to offer assistance.

At this point, it would be a miracle if you could even save yourself.

If their masters are wicked, they will suffer the same fate if they fall.

"Jiang Yi, go and give him a bowl of water."

Xia Ning saw perseverance and resilience in this child, as well as his unwavering loyalty to his family.

"Ai!"

Upon seeing the clean bowl of water, the boy knelt down before Jiang Yi and kowtowed.

Holding the water carefully, I brought it to my mother's side, held her head, and slowly fed her the water.

The woman's lips, already cracked and bleeding, instinctively swallowed the water as it touched her skin, almost impatiently.

It was obvious at a glance that she was extremely thirsty.

He gave all the water to the woman, not drinking a single drop himself. The woman, in her unconscious state, drank instinctively, unaware that she should leave some for her son. After feeding him the water, he respectfully returned the bowl, bowing again in gratitude.

Xia Ning quietly told him that it's better to rely on yourself than on others, and that he has the ability to be independent and not be controlled by others, before getting on the mule cart.

The boy clenched his fists, his eyes showing a maturity beyond his years, as if he were suppressing something.

The boy stayed by his mother's side, his eyes occasionally glancing at the mule cart Xia Ning was riding in. He kept thinking about Xia Ning's words—it's better to rely on yourself than on others; you have talent and you shouldn't be controlled by others.

The sun still blazed high, and the air was thick with heat and exhaustion. The boy's mother slowly awoke, and seeing the bloodstains on her son's face and her worry, tears welled up in her eyes.

She weakly raised her hand to stroke her son's cheek and said in a hoarse voice, "My son, I've been a burden to you."

The boy held his mother's hand tightly and said firmly, "Mom, I won't be a burden. I will make sure we have a good life."

My mother is in poor health; she was just lucky today. What about next time?

Perhaps he should seriously consider ways to survive.

He looked at the carriage, a dark undercurrent surging in his eyes.

Xia Ning sat leisurely in the mule cart. Apart from the occasional bumps, it was actually quite comfortable.

Aside from the poor environment and scenery, and the occasional killing of a few people, it's really no different from a tourist trip.

"Give!"

Feeling sorry for Jiang Yi, who was rushing to catch the train and basking in the sun, she would often feed him various snacks and cold drinks.

Jiang Yi drank the mung bean soup from the water bag; it was cool and refreshing, with a subtle sweetness that went straight to his heart.

"Xiao Ning, should we shake off these people?"

Although they were ahead, they weren't moving very fast.

"hold on."

She wanted to see how long these people could endure it, and she also wanted to see what the boy would do after hearing her words.

After his mother learned that they had saved her, she knelt down beside the mule cart and thanked Xia Ning profusely.

Ever since they gave him a bowl of water, he would come over and bring them a bundle of firewood every time they rested, leaving it there and leaving. He would never ask them for food or water.

Several landlords treated these people even worse than before. Perhaps because there had been no water source along the way, the horses drank a lot every day, and there really wasn't much left. Their share was repeatedly reduced for these people.

Many people were on the verge of collapse, their faces looking lifeless.

Her sixth sense told her that these people would not be willing to wait to die, and that the group would definitely fall into chaos.

Logically, she should have protected herself, stayed out of this mess, and left as soon as possible, but for some reason, she didn't want to leave.

"Water, madam, please give us a drink of water!"

"Just one bite, just one bite!"

"So thirsty!"

"I can't walk anymore!"

Some people lay down on the ground, staring at the dark night sky, no longer struggling.

Destroy it!

Rather than living in such agony, I'd rather be dead.

"Get lost! There's no water! You guys want water? Bah!"

"Hurry up and start a fire! If we miss mealtime, you won't even get a bite of grass!"

"We're dying of thirst! Please, have mercy, just one sip, just a tiny sip!"

A woman scoffed, "No, if you can't endure it, then die!" What kind of nonsense is this, daring to make demands? There's only so much water; if they drink it, what will happen to them and the horses?

Anger gradually ignited in the eyes of those who had always been obedient, as they recalled what Xiaohan had said to them over the past two days.

Now, isn't this a matter of life and death, a time when they are being abandoned?

The air grew tense, and everyone exchanged glances and signals.

"Can't you even give me a sip of water?" Listen closely, and you can hear the gritted teeth in his voice.

"No, if you're really thirsty, go drink your own urine." An old man holding a fan spoke in a disgusting and vicious tone.

The sweltering heat made him irritable, and his tone was extremely impatient. If he weren't worried about having no one to use the water, he would have beaten these troublemakers to death long ago.

It's half-dead, it looks so unlucky!

Enraged, the crowd could no longer tolerate such insults and mistreatment. One of the stronger men stepped forward, glaring at the man and shouting, "Since you are so heartless, don't blame us for being impolite."

The old man scoffed, his eyes full of disdain: "How exactly do you want to be impolite?"

With a wink from the burly man, the others dropped what they were doing and moved closer to him.

The master was startled by the sudden appearance of the crowd, but he quickly regained his arrogant demeanor. He waved his fan and shouted, "What are you doing? Get back to work!"

However, his threats were no longer effective. More people gathered around, their faces resolute, their gazes fierce as they stared at the man.

Xia Ning, inside the mule cart, could feel the tense atmosphere outside, and she frowned slightly.

Jiang Yi looked at her worriedly and asked, "Xiao Ning, should we leave first?"

Xia Ning was silent for a moment, then shook her head and said, "Drive the car to a deserted place over there."

Someone in the crowd shouted, "We can't let ourselves be bullied like this anymore!" This shout seemed to ignite a fuse, and the crowd's emotions erupted instantly. They rushed towards the host's carriage, grabbing for water and food.

The master and his wives were in a panic, shouting and yelling desperately, trying to stop them but to no avail. It was unclear who had drawn their knives first; cries for help and screams filled the air.

The other family members also got out of their cars to check the situation, extremely nervous. Taking advantage of the chaos, the boy got back into the car and stabbed his sick, near-death father, who was still inside. Blood splattered on his face; the warm, sticky feeling made him nauseous.

Without time to wipe it off, he quickly packed up the food, water pouches, and gold and silver he could see.

Under the cover of night, he and his mother, each carrying a large bundle, quietly left the crowd.