The sickly son died young? After the marriage exchange, I will bring prosperity to his entire clan f

Ling Silang took it, forcefully split the cornbread in half, and gave half to Du Mingxian. "Eat up, you'll have the strength to go find the child. Our Da Niu is waiting for us to bring him home."

"well."

Du Mingxian agreed, and with great effort broke off some more cornbread and handed it to Ling Silang, saying, "You're healthy, eat more."

"Nonsense! It's precisely because I'm healthy that I can eat as much as I want. You're not healthy, so you should eat more so you can hold out until you see the baby. Don't you want to see Da Niu?"

Du Mingxian nodded tearfully, wiping her tears with a handkerchief soaked in chili water. The tears flowed freely, seemingly unstoppable. "I want to see my child too, but I know my own body. I might not be able to get to Wencheng. What if..."

"There's no 'what if'." Although he knew the two of them were acting, Ling Silang still couldn't accept these words coming from Du Mingxian's mouth.

Du Mingxian shook her head. "We have to face reality. My body will be a burden sooner or later. If that day really comes, don't think about saving me. I've already lived enough to meet you in this life. Just go and find the child. I'll be happy to see you from heaven."

Ling Silang kept his mouth shut and stared at her without saying a word.

"We were lucky to meet such a group of young men today. I didn't want to trouble them, but we really need their help right now."

“It’s okay. When we get home, we will pray to the Bodhisattva morning and night, asking the Bodhisattva to bless these young men and their families, so that they may be safe, healthy and prosperous.”

"Yes, yes, if I can go back, I will pray every day."

The young man who was observing the two from the shadows was deeply moved by their words, and tears were almost streaming down his face.

Du Mingxian and Ling Silang are still acting.

“I don’t know where my child is. What if we go to Wencheng and can’t find him? We’ve sold all our land to pay back the money to the villagers and relatives. Now all we have left is that small courtyard and two thatched houses.”

“We failed to protect our land for our son. We need to find him now and make sure he is safe before we go back to the village. But if we don’t even have land to farm, we probably still won’t be able to make a living.”

Hearing Du Mingxian's ramblings, Ling Silang knew it was his turn to perform. "What's the big deal? As long as we're alive, we'll find a way to get some wasteland when we get back and start clearing it. If that doesn't work, we'll borrow some from the village chief first, and we'll definitely pay them back later."

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Your judgment is never wrong. You told our son not to go, but he wouldn't listen and insisted on going. Now he's disappeared. I'm heartbroken."

Ling Silang felt that Du Mingxian was truly a drama queen. "Things have already come to this point. What we need to think about now is how to find the child. As long as our family is still together, there is no difficulty that we cannot overcome."

"Yes, I am happy and content as long as I am with you. I am so lucky to have met you in this life."

The two actors felt they had done enough, and Du Mingxian gradually reduced the amount of handkerchief she used to wipe her eyes, her tears decreased, and she stopped crying altogether.

The two of them ate half a cornbread, and then went to the river to fetch some water. They drank it directly from there, as they didn't have a pot to boil water and could only drink raw water.

The young man who was keeping an eye on the two elderly people was deeply moved by their condition. He then quietly left on horseback, presumably to catch up with the main group.

After confirming that the person had left, Du Mingxian gave Ling Silang a look, and the two immediately understood each other.

Ling Silang used Morse code to ask: Is there anyone else?

Du Mingxian: I haven't seen anyone else yet, but I can't be sure. I can't go into the space today, and I can't take food out of the space either. I'm afraid I'll have to go hungry.

Ling Silang's eyes were full of disapproval: "Go find a secluded place to eat a couple of bites quietly, and I won't eat anything. If you're going to put on an act, you should at least go all the way. I wonder if your makeup will still look the same by tomorrow."

Du Mingxian: Don't worry, even if it's raining, your makeup won't run.

She uses only the best quality products, and they're all waterproof. To get them clean, you have to use oil to wash them little by little.

Ling Shilang: That's good. As long as we don't get recognized, it's okay to do some adventurous things. Go get something to eat, I'll sit here.

Du Mingxian didn't plan to eat, but she didn't know what might happen if she didn't eat enough, and then she wouldn't have the strength, which would be even more troublesome.

After hesitating, she left and went to find a haystack. After entering her space, she made a lot of small rice balls, each one just the right size for one bite. They also contained meat and vegetables. After she finished making them, she returned to Ling Silang's side.

Seeing that her expression didn't change, Ling Silang was quite curious, but he didn't ask any questions.

Du Mingxian sat down next to him and then quietly began to stuff rice balls into his hand. When Ling Silang touched it, he was surprised to find it was a small, round ball. When he looked down and saw that it was a rice ball, he was both amused and exasperated. She was indeed his dear wife, afraid that he would be hungry.

With Du Mingxian feeding him, Ling Silang quickly finished eating and asked in a low voice, "Is there anyone else around?"

"No, I didn't feel anything."