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

When Lian Rongrong turned her head, she saw a large amount of snow suddenly sliding down the mountainside.

The scene resembled a surging white torrent, irresistibly rushing down the hillside.

The avalanche swept everything away, altering trees, rocks, and even the entire terrain, its destructive power no less than any other disaster in the world.

The avalanche descends at extremely high speeds, creating waves of snow along its path. As the snow mass moves, it carries more snow and debris, growing ever larger.

We are now at a critical juncture of life and death. If we do not take action soon, everyone will surely be buried in the snow.

How could a human's speed possibly match the speed of an avalanche? Moreover, moving forward in the snow is extremely difficult.

Even Rongrong panicked for a moment, but she suddenly realized that she had already fallen far behind the others.

Looking at the marks she had just made, Lian Rongrong suddenly had an idea.

She looked at the steep slope in front of her, then turned and shouted to the crowd:

"Quick, let's roll down from here!"

In a life-or-death situation, no one has the luxury of judging whether the suggestion made by the person making the suggestion is correct.

At this moment, no matter who it is, even if it is three-year-old Ru'er's words, everyone will immediately carry them out.

The three members of the Lian family helped the women off their horses, and then half-dragged and half-pulled them to the steep slope.

At this moment, only Wang Yue was still lagging behind. Lian Xiuyan was being dragged forward by Lian Jinghuai while crying out:

"Save Yue'er, Jing Huai, save Yue'er!"

Upon reaching the steep slope, Lian Jinghuai pushed Lian Xiuyan in front of the group and then turned around without hesitation to help Wang Yue.

"Father!" The three siblings cried out anxiously upon seeing this.

But Lian Jinghuai simply turned his back to them and ordered, "Go quickly!"

Seeing her only son going against the wind, even the old lady of the Lian family was so anxious that tears streamed down her face.

At this moment, it was precisely Lian's mother, who usually seemed not to be very talkative, who became the backbone of everyone.

"Eldest brother and second brother, follow Rongrong's instructions and we'll roll down. You two protect Grandmother and Aunt."

Chuyue and Rongrong protected the two children.

"But Father..."

"No buts, hurry up!" Mother Lian didn't look back at Lian Jinghuai anymore, but stepped forward and shoved her children twice.

The avalanche was getting closer and closer, and the group had no other choice.

Following Mother Lian's instructions, everyone, either on their own or protecting the elderly and children, rolled down the hillside in a matter of seconds.

Although there was snow cover, the slope was too steep, and there were rocks and tree stumps under the snow.

Therefore, everyone had some injuries, more or less.

But no one cared about any of that; all they were worried about was Lian Jinghuai going against the flow.

The group reached the foot of the mountain, finally feeling temporarily safe. However, they couldn't see anything on the mountainside; only the white snow mist tugged at their hearts.

Time ticked by, and everyone's gaze was fixed on the horizon. They hoped that Lian Jinghuai would appear soon.

However, their wish was not fulfilled until the avalanche stopped.

Silence returned to the mountains; the avalanche had stopped on the gentle slope where the group had just been.

"Dad!" Lian Rongrong shouted, then frantically climbed up the hillside.

The same applies to Lian Yijun, Lian Yicheng, and Lin Chuyue.

Lian Xiuyan stood there stunned until she saw the three siblings shouting like madmen, then she collapsed to the ground in a panic.

"Moon, my moon..."

Just when everyone thought that Lian Jinghuai and Wang Yue were doomed, a person rolled down the steep slope.

"Father, is that you, Father?" Lian Rongrong struggled to steady herself, her gaze fixed on the person rolling down the hillside.

But when she finally saw clearly, she discovered that the person was not Lian Jinghuai, but Wang Yue.

Lian Yijun grabbed Wang Yue's arm and shouted, "Where's my dad? Where's my dad?"

Wang Yue's body was being violently shaken by Lian Yijun. Whether from the cold or fear, Wang Yue's voice trembled uncontrollably:

"Uncle, Uncle, he's buried in the snow."

Before the avalanche arrived, Lian Jinghuai no longer had a chance to get Wang Yue to the steep slope. In the last moments, he could only do his best to throw Wang Yue out.

"There's still a chance. Let's save Dad. There's definitely still a chance."

Lian Rongrong shoved Wang Yue aside and climbed up the hillside again. Lian Yijun, Lian Yicheng, and the Lian family's guards followed suit.

After a difficult journey, the group returned to the gentle slope they had just been on, but the place was now quite different from what they had just experienced after the avalanche.

The chaotic snowdrifts covered the entire gentle slope, with the last snowdrift reaching over a meter in height.

No one knew where Lian Jinghuai was buried, but they knew their chances were slim. If they wasted their time in the wrong places, Lian Jinghuai's chances of survival would become even more remote.

"Father, can you hear us? Where are you?"

While shouting, Lian Rongrong began digging at a spot closer to the steep slope, relying on her guesswork.

The locations predicted by Lian Yijun and Lian Yicheng were roughly the same as those predicted by Lian Rongrong.

According to Wang Yue, her father threw her out. If that's the case, the two of them wouldn't have been too far from the slope at that time.

Everyone, dig around here. Let's hurry, please!

Lian Yijun bowed to the crowd, his eyes welling up with tears despite being a grown man.

Everyone worked together, braving the cold of the snow, using their hands as shovels to dig and dig through the snow.

The time it takes for one incense stick to burn has passed... the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn has passed...

As hope dwindled, no one ever considered giving up.

Lian Rongrong's eyes were already blurred with tears, but her hands were still digging tirelessly.

"Father, please, hold on!"

Just as Lian Rongrong was in despair, there seemed to be movement within the snowdrift. Lian Rongrong was startled, then shouted:

"Here I am! Come quick, Daddy's here!"

Upon hearing this, everyone rushed to Lian Rongrong's side. Together they dug and soon found Lian Jinghuai's hand.

Joy and fear filled everyone's hearts at the same time, but no one thought about anything else. Everyone was afraid that if they delayed even a second, Jing Huai's chances of survival would be reduced.

When Lian Jinghuai was dug out, his body was frozen stiff. Although he still had a breath left, he had fallen into a coma.

Both Lian Yijun and Lian Yicheng couldn't help but tear up. They had fought on the battlefield for many years, and life and death were the most common occurrences for them.

The two brothers knew that their father was unlikely to hold on any longer.

But Lian Rongrong, who should have been the most vulnerable, became unusually calm. While rubbing her father's frozen hands, she said to the guards who had come with her:

"You go down first and tell Grandmother and Mother that we have rescued Father, but we can only descend the mountain slowly."

The guards assumed that the young lady was overwhelmed with grief, so they shook their heads, turned around, and slid down the hillside.

After all the guards left, Lian Rongrong turned her gaze to her two elder brothers and her sister-in-law, Lin Chuyue.

"Big brother, second brother, sister-in-law, I need to save Dad. There's no time to explain, but you must stay here and not let anyone see what I've done."

As soon as Lian Rongrong finished speaking, she tightly grasped Lian Jinghuai's hand, activated her mind, and entered the space.