Eavesdropping on Fu Bao's inner thoughts, emptying the stored grain and fleeing the famine

No sooner had Wang Yang finished speaking than a slap landed squarely on his face.

Wang Yang looked up in shock at the culprit, only to see Lian Rongrong bending down to pick up the flatbread from the ground as if nothing had happened.

"You dare hit me?" Wang Yang covered his face, his voice sounding as if it were being squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Didn't I already hit you? Why are you still asking if you dare? Since you don't like this flatbread, then go hungry."

As for those beastly words just now, Wang Yang, remember this: say them once, and I'll beat you up!

Lian Rongrong stopped pressing the matter, turned around and handed the flatbread to Chun Tao, instructing her:

"We can't afford to waste food right now, so put it away. If our young master gets too hungry later, give him this!"

Seeing Lian Rongrong's arrogance, Wang Yang was furious and was about to step forward to confront her when Lian Yicheng pushed him away.

"There's a time and place for fooling around." Lian Yicheng is usually jovial, but when he gets serious, he's even more terrifying than Lian Yijun.

After being rebuffed, Wang Yang ran to Lian Xiuyan like a child who hadn't been weaned.

Even Xiuyan was helpless, after all, she had already seen the displeasure in her mother's and brother's eyes, and if she spoke up now, she would only make a fool of herself.

The minor incident ended with Wang Yang slapping each of them in turn.

Seeing her aunt and cousin on the verge of conflict, Xiao Ru'er immediately realized that her words must have caused the trouble, so she obediently ate the flatbread in her hand and remained silent.

The food was so coarse that the little guy only forced himself to eat a small half before losing his appetite.

Lian Rongrong witnessed all of this. She shook her head, looking at her sensible niece, then at Lian Xiuyan's family; the difference in their social standing was immediately apparent.

"We can't linger here too long; those assassins won't give up until they find us."

Moreover, the heavy snow has not stopped; if we continue to wait, we might be trapped in the mountains.

Seeing that everyone had finished eating, Lian Rongrong stood up and suggested that they continue their journey. Lian Jinghuai agreed with his daughter, so they packed up their provisions and set off again.

Without the carriages, they had to walk. Of the five horses left in the group, one was carrying supplies.

The remaining four horses were given to the old lady, Lian's mother, Lian Rongrong, and Lian Xiuyan respectively. Ru'er and Fubao were carried on the horses by Lian's mother and Lian Rongrong respectively.

The cold wind cut like knives, stinging her face. But fortunately, Lian Rongrong was warm, so it wasn't too unbearable.

But Wang Yue and Wen Hui, walking in the snow, were not so lucky.

The snow was already above their calves, everyone's shoes and socks were soaked, and their feet were gradually becoming numb from the cold.

Wang Yue and Wen Hui supported each other, but they were still so cold that their teeth were chattering.

"Second sister-in-law, why should we be allowed to ride horses comfortably while we have to walk in the snow?"

Wen Hui held onto Wang Yue's forearm, her lips and voice trembling uncontrollably.

"You know that your father-in-law has always doted on your third sister the most. Before your third sister was born, what good things in the house didn't belong to you?"

But ever since my third sister came along, you, my niece, have had to step aside.

If even the Moon Maiden is treated this way, then I, a mere wife of the Lian family, have even less reason to expect any special favor.

Wen Hui's words reignited Wang Yue's jealousy. She looked up at Lian Rongrong on horseback ahead, her hatred growing even stronger.

After traveling for about an hour, the group finally saw the outline of a village at the foot of the mountain. But just when victory was in sight, Wang Yue started causing trouble again.

"I can't go on anymore, I really can't walk anymore. I want to ride a horse, otherwise I won't go any further!"

Wang Yue let go of Wen Hui's hand and simply lay down in the snow and started to act recklessly.

Lian Jinghuai felt both doting and annoyed by his niece.

Lian Jinghuai felt sorry for Wang Yue because she lost her father at a young age, so he doted on and took good care of her. However, Wang Yue's personality was indeed a bit domineering.

Normally, Lian Jinghuai might not be so annoyed, but what time is it now? He can't tolerate her being so petty.

"Moon, there's a village ahead. We can rest properly there."

"It's all going downhill now, it won't be so hard anymore." Despite Lian Jinghuai's anger, he still patiently persuaded Wang Yue.

But Wang Yue was completely unmoved. Lying in the snow, she retorted to Lian Jinghuai:

"In the end, it's still Uncle's favoritism. Rongrong has been riding a horse for an hour, so why can't she get off and walk?"

"Wang Yue, is that even human language you're speaking?" Lin Chuyue, unable to tolerate Wang Yue's behavior any longer, interjected.

"Your little sister only gave birth a few days ago? In this freezing weather, you want her to walk in the snow? How can you even say that?"

"Stop bringing this up. We're in such a bad situation, we don't have time to worry about those things."

If she truly can't handle the hard work, why doesn't she just go back to the Qi family?

"Enough! Get up now, or no one will wait for you!"

Lian Jinghuai finally lost his temper; this was the first time he had spoken so harshly to Wang Yue.

Wang Yue stood there, stunned, unsure of what to do. Seeing that her uncle had actually walked ahead on his own, Wang Yue suddenly panicked.

She looked at Lian Xiuyan sitting on horseback, her eyes red and her face full of grievance.

But Lian Xiuyan just rolled her eyes at her, her expression seemingly telling her that she shouldn't be fooling around at this time.

Everyone walked straight ahead, but in the end, it was Lian Rongrong who rode back on horseback.

Wang Yue thought that Lian Rongrong would willingly give her the horse as she always had, but to her surprise, Lian Rongrong just said with a mocking expression:

"Cousin, it seems Aunt doesn't love you that much. Otherwise, she should take turns sitting with you."

After saying this, Lian Rongrong turned her horse around and rode forward again.

"It shouldn't be like this! It shouldn't be like this!"

Wang Yue felt her body trembling and her head spinning. She didn't know why Lian Rongrong had changed like this.

Although Lian Rong was once favored by her uncle, she would always give up anything Wang Yue wanted.

But ever since Lian Rong returned after giving birth, she seems to have become unyielding. Wang Yue couldn't understand it, nor did she have time to think about it.

Seeing that everyone was really walking further and further away, Wang Yue couldn't help but become more and more panicked. She hurriedly got up, but then heard a loud noise coming from the mountains.

Not only Wang Yue heard the sound, but everyone in the family did too.

The rumbling sound echoed through the mountains, as if a giant beast had awakened, shaking every inch of the earth.

The horse that Lian Rongrong was riding suddenly became startled, and its front hooves left the ground, instantly throwing Lian Rongrong and Fu Bao off.

Perhaps it was maternal instinct, but when Lian Rongrong was thrown off the horse, her only thought was to protect Fu Bao.

The mother and child rolled several times in the snow before coming to a stop. Lian Rongrong clearly felt her back hit something hard.

But she couldn't bother checking herself; she was only worried about the baby in her arms.

Lian Rongrong looked down at Fu Bao and, seeing that the little guy was safe and sound, finally felt relieved.

However, this commotion also woke Fu Bao up.

[Mother, run! It's an avalanche!]