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

“There’s well water in the village. If there isn’t, your father will fetch some. As for grass roots, aren’t there still some on the mountain? We’re on our way, and we don’t know when we’ll find water and food. Aren’t we going to starve to death?”

That idiot is still thinking about his useless father.

Xia Fugui thought his grandfather's words made a lot of sense, so he stopped hesitating and strode up the mountain.

Old Man Xia exhaled a long, stale breath. "This guy's a simpleton. Simpletons are good, easy to manipulate."

Before their boss notices, they need to get as far away as possible, off to the side. That cowardly boss of theirs definitely wouldn't dare venture into the deep mountains.

By then, even if he wanted to pursue her, he wouldn't be able to.

When Xia Laoda woke up, he was even hungrier. "Mom, are you up yet? Give me some grass roots, cook them quickly, and we'll be full so we can get back to work!"

The eldest son woke up too, but he couldn't explain too clearly. The eldest son had been suffering terribly these past two days; his legs hurt so much he couldn't sleep. His father told him to lie still and not eat so much, so he reduced his food intake by half.

"Mother, are you up yet?"

Xia Dayu called out a few more times, "Why aren't you up yet? What time is it?"

"Father, Fugui, are you up yet?"

I waited at the door for a while, but there was still no sound. How could they all be sleeping so soundly? Could they all have died inside?

Xia Laoda felt a strong sense of unease and quickly pushed open the door.

Inside the door, the lock wasn't engaged; it opened with a push.

However, the house was empty.

Where are my parents?

Why didn't you tell him you were going out?

Realizing something was wrong, he quickly searched the house. His father said that they kept all their things in their room to prevent theft.

But now, the water is gone, the grass roots are gone, and even my parents' clothes are gone.

Last night, I made up an excuse and the clothes that I had brought in advance for Fugui were gone.

Xia Laoda collapsed to the ground. His parents had run away! Fugui had run away too!

He was certain they had run away from him. But he couldn't understand why they would abandon him. Hadn't he been filial enough? He had sold his daughter and his wife for them.

Why would they rather take Fugui with them than him?

"what……"

The sound was desperate and piercing!

Xia Yaozu, who was lying in bed, sat up in shock. Had a thief broken into the house? Why was his father calling out so pitifully?

Even though he was anxious, he couldn't get out of bed. Every movement caused excruciating pain in his legs.

All I could do was pray that if it really was a thief, he would never enter his house.

Xia Dayu sat in the old house for a long, long time before staggering to her feet and going to her eldest son's room, looking utterly dejected.

Looking at his son, who looked like a living dead, he laughed... They went out to escape, leaving him with a mess, and took all the food and water in the house, leaving nothing behind.

Although he had planned to do the same thing to Xia Yaozu yesterday, now that it was his turn, he didn't seem to be able to accept it.

"Dad, what's wrong? What happened?"

Xia Yaozu asked cautiously, "My dad's legs look a bit creepy now."

What's wrong? Ha!

“Your grandparents ran away with your younger brother, leaving us, the father and son, to fend for ourselves.”

Xia Yaozu stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

"Oh, right, they took all the food and water, leaving us nothing."

"Clang!" Xia Yaozu heard the sound of his heart breaking.

"really?"

"You think I'd try to fool you with something like this? If you don't believe me, go check out their room yourself!"

"Could it be that they went out to dig up grass roots?" Xia Yaozu tried to deceive himself.

"If they dig up grass roots, they'll take everything from the house without saying a word. Go and see, that house is as empty as a snow cave."

Xia Yaozu's face was deathly pale as he looked at his father. "Dad, what do we do?"

It's impossible to catch him; he can't move at all.

What should we do? He didn't know either.

"While there's still some water in the well, Dad, hurry up and fetch some," Xia Yaozu reminded him at the opportune moment.

Xia Dayu, holding a red flag, exclaimed, "Yes, if we don't fetch water today, they'll run out of water. In this heat, if they don't drink water for two or three days, they'll probably die of thirst!"

There was only a little muddy water left in the well; if he didn't collect it soon, it would be gone! He had to hurry and collect the water.

After Xia Dayu ran out, Xia Yaozu lay on the bed, feeling very panicked.

Clearly, his grandparents left because they felt there was no hope for the village. And now, he's truly ruined; his only hope lies with his father.

But he knew that his father was actually very unreliable and extremely selfish.

How can he keep him here, make him willing to take care of him, and not abandon him?

Xia Dayu had given up hope and resigned himself to his fate, so he frantically tried to draw water.

The elderly people standing nearby were puzzled. What was wrong with this person?

He's probably leaving and wants to store more water. Anyway, it's a village resource, so whoever is more diligent gets their share, and they won't stop him.

Xia Dayu made a decision: once he had stored enough water, he would also go out to escape the famine.

His father said there was water to the south, so he headed south. He didn't believe he would starve to death alone. He thought if he walked faster, he might be able to catch up with them.

The mountain road was rugged, and of the three of them, only their youngest grandson was young and strong.

Xia Fugui was exhausted. Not only was he carrying a lot of luggage, but he also had to carry two buckets of water. What's worse, when they encountered particularly difficult sections of road, he had to put down his things and help two elderly people.

He didn't understand why they didn't bring his father along. With his father there, he could at least save himself half the effort.

He harbored resentment towards the two elders, feeling they were making trouble for no reason. His elder brother was beyond saving, and now they were going to lose a father as well.

"Fugui, let's take a rest." Looking around, not a single mountain showed a trace of green.

Old Man Xia was filled with anxiety. If they couldn't find water and food here, the three of them would be doomed.

"Old woman, which way are you going?"

He was really hesitant to make a decision.

After crossing those two mountains, I remember there was a small valley with a particularly deep stream.

Her mother had taken her there, and it was because of that experience that she hadn't starved to death. Subconsciously, she felt that if she went there, she could survive.

"Alright, we'll do as you say." Having heard it so many times, Old Man Xia had come to regard that place as a sacred site, their only hope at the moment.

The three of them, including Old Man Xia, continued their arduous journey towards their destination. Along the way, Xia Fugui carried the heaviest burden and was the most exhausted, his resentment deepening and deepening...

"Grandpa, Grandma, why do we have to leave my dad behind? This road is so difficult to walk, and I have so much stuff. I'm exhausted. If my dad were here, it would be so much easier."

Old Man Xia glared at him. "What do you know? Your father is gone too. What will happen to your older brother? Once your older brother can move again, they will come looking for us."

Will my older brother get better? Besides, can Dad and the others hold on for that long? Everyone says that if you break a bone, you have to stay in bed for a hundred days.

A day and a half later, they finally arrived at the mountain valley the old woman had mentioned.

However, the scene before them was a great disappointment. The once-flowing stream had long since dried up, leaving only a riverbed full of stones. The surrounding trees and grass were all dead. It was clear at a glance that the place had been dry for a long time.

"What...what should I do?" Old Mrs. Xia plopped down on the ground, tears streaming down her face again. She was exhausted and really couldn't walk anymore!

God, kill her!

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