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

Wen Hui kept waiting, knowing that among so many refugees, there would eventually be one who couldn't hold on any longer.

If someone stops her car, she can direct her anger at Lian Rongrong.

Wen Hui's hatred for Lian Rongrong began with jealousy, as Wen Hui's father was Lian Jinghuai's deputy general.

Therefore, Wen Hui was inferior to Lian Rongrong from a young age, but clearly she was far superior to Lian Rongrong in terms of knowledge, talent, and interpersonal skills.

And what about Lian Rongrong? She only knew how to wield knives and guns since childhood, and even when she caused trouble, she would be praised for her genuine nature.

Wenhui felt the injustice from a young age, but her father insisted on taking her to the Lian family to get close to the three siblings.

As a child, Wenhui did not understand, but it was not until she grew up that she realized her father's good intentions.

To put it bluntly, they just wanted her to marry the Lian family's son, so that she could be considered to have risen to a higher social status.

After Wenhui learned of her father's intentions, she no longer resisted going to the Lian family. On the contrary, she became very enthusiastic.

However, the fact that both of Lian's sons met their ideal partners one after another was a huge blow to Wen Hui.

However, fate is so strange. Wen Hui's father died in battle, and in order to take care of them, a widow and her children, Lian Jinghuai forced his second son, Lian Yicheng, to marry Wen Hui.

It's also fitting that Wen Hui is the daughter-in-law of the Lian family, and Lian Yicheng's beloved died young.

With his heart broken, and burdened by his father's orders and his responsibilities as a member of the Lian family, Lian Yicheng had no choice but to marry Wen Hui.

Although they were married, Lian Yicheng never touched Wen Hui's body.

Although Wen Hui gained control of the Lian family, in her heart, she never truly became a member of the Lian family.

Wenhui always felt that even her family members looked at her with sarcasm, but she had nowhere to vent this repression.

Over time, Wen Hui transferred all her resentment to Lian Rongrong.

It was simply because she inherently loathed that privileged young woman, and because Lian Rongrong was the apple of everyone's eye in the Lian family.

This time, Lian Yicheng openly refused to ride with her again, and instead went to Lian Rongrong's place to work as her driver without complaint. How could Wen Hui not hate him?

However, over the years, Wen Hui has honed her skills in maintaining appearances to perfection.

But she kept waiting, waiting for an opportunity to make Lian Rongrong disappear. And that opportunity came very soon.

Just as Wen Hui had predicted, there were always refugees who couldn't hold on any longer, and coincidentally, the mother and child collapsed right next to Wen Hui and Wang Yue's car.

"Honorable ones, please save my mother!" A young man, barely in his early twenties, suddenly spread his arms and blocked Wen Hui and Wang Yue's donkey cart.

The donkey cart was forced to stop. Wenhui and Wang Yue opened the tent door and saw an old woman lying on the verge of death by the roadside and a young man with an anxious expression in front of the cart.

Seeing the person inside appear, the man felt hopeful. He knelt down and kowtowed twice.

"My esteemed guests, my mother is dying. Please give me something to eat."

Upon hearing this, Wen Hui deliberately opened the tent door wider so that the young man could see the grain inside the vehicle.

But when the young man saw the grain, Wen Hui looked troubled and said:

"I'm sorry, young man, although we have food, we dare not give it to you easily."

Wen Hui sighed seriously, then looked timidly at the donkey cart in front of her. She pointed and said to the young man:

"The car in front is my third young lady. She gave a strict order that even if someone starves to death, we cannot help them."

The young lady said that refugees are nothing but lowly people, and we must not waste our food for them.

Even if we used these things to feed our livestock, they would be more valuable than giving them to refugees.

My young lady is very domineering; if we disobey her orders, we might all starve to death.

I'm sorry, I can't help you! But if you're really filial, you could try stopping that car.

If Miss says so, there's plenty of grain!"

Wenhui's words immediately angered the young man, but after glancing at his mother lying by the roadside, he clenched his fists, swallowed his anger, and ran to the donkey cart in front of him.

The sudden appearance of the young man almost prevented Lian Yicheng from stopping the donkey cart in time.

"Are you crazy?" Lian Yicheng roared, somewhat annoyed. But this was always his temper, and he meant no harm.

The young man disregarded everything else and immediately knelt down and kowtowed. "Miss, please have mercy and save my mother."

The sound reached inside the tent, and Lian Rongrong frowned slightly before instructing Chun Tao to gently unzip the tent.

Through a sliver of light, the young man finally caught a glimpse of Lian Rongrong's face.

"Miss, my mother is dying, please give her something to eat."

This year we suffered from famine, and we couldn't even cover our costs. Now we've been hit by a snowstorm, and we simply can't survive.

"Miss, please, give me something to eat, please save my mother."

Lian Rongrong looked at the old woman lying by the roadside and naturally felt sorry for her.

But Lian Rongrong knew that if she gave food to the mother and child now, they might not be able to go any further.

Lian Rongrong frowned and beckoned to Chun Tao, who came closer. Lian Rongrong then whispered something in Chun Tao's ear.

Chun Tao nodded, then got out of the car. She went to the young man and said softly, "Young man, let's talk over here."

The young man followed Chun Tao to the roadside with some skepticism, only to hear Chun Tao say:

“We can’t give you food right now, but…”

Before Chun Tao could speak, the young man could no longer contain his anger. He shoved Chun Tao aside and shouted:

“You heartless, rich bastards who refuse to help those in distress, there’s so much grain in every truck, why can’t you give my mother a bite to eat?”

This is a human life! Is it really worth less than the beasts in your homes? Folks, they have plenty of grain on their trucks.

Since I'm going to die anyway, I might as well die with a full stomach!

The young man, in a fit of emotion, rushed toward Lian Rongrong's car, but with Lian Yicheng present, it was not so easy for Lian Rongrong to approach him.

Lian Yicheng drew his longsword, directly stopping the young man in his tracks. He said he was risking his life, but when faced with life and death, who could truly be fearless?

However, just as the young man hesitated, Wen Hui's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Young man, stop fooling around, your mother is about to die."

Wen Hui's words seemed to be meant to quell the situation, but in reality, they gave the young man a push.

The young man's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and he charged towards Lian Yicheng's sword, shouting:

"Hand over the grain!"

Seeing this, the surrounding refugees also began to stir, and even Rongrong never expected things to develop to this point.

Just as things were about to spiral out of control, at the critical moment, someone at the back of the convoy suddenly shouted:

"Come quick! There's food here, lots of food!"

The refugees' attention was drawn to the sound behind them. Large amounts of white rice fell to the ground, seemingly blending into the snow, but people could still see them clearly.

For refugees, it's not just about rice; it's about their fate.