Transmigrated into a seven-year-old child, my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens.

"Mother, don't bother." Liang Zhu gloated, "Right now, the county magistrate doesn't have time to deal with these trivial matters. I advise you to say less. Now there's no water left. Hurry up and go find the village chief and ask him to give you a couple of scoops of water."

Anyway, she wasn't that stupid; she only got a few scoops of water, and she refused to give them up no matter what.

"Water~"

Hearing Liang Zhu say this, Old Yang suddenly realized that now that the eldest son was gone, the second and third sons were unwilling to support them.

If they run out of water, they will really starve to death.

She remembered that she had put some water in the room last night, so she quickly got up from the floor and planned to rush back to the room.

"Don't bother looking anymore, the water's gone!" He Sen said immediately, knowing she wanted to go into the room to get water.

"Ah~ that damned eldest son, he really raised a thankless wretch. He left without a sound, without even leaving us old folks a drop of water." Old Mrs. Yang started wailing again.

"Shut your mouth!" He Sen stared at Old Yang with dark eyes. "Save your breath. Instead of wasting it, go find the village chief. I want to see if the second and third sons are going to support us."

He had already made up his mind that he could only go to the village chief to enforce the village rules. Although there were more than a dozen surnames in Datian Village, everyone was under the jurisdiction of the village chief.

It's said that even an upright official finds it difficult to settle family disputes; a county magistrate is less capable of handling such matters than a village head.

The village values ​​filial piety. Anyone who is unfilial will be beaten and expelled from the village. Most people dare not disobey the village rules unless they do not want to stay in Datian Village anymore.

This reminded Old Yang of something, and she quickly got up and prepared to go out to find the village chief.

Just then, Fu Biao entered the room, and from a distance, he could hear Old Yang's wailing and cursing.

"Aunt Yang, what exactly happened?"

When Old Madam Yang saw Fu Biao, she was overjoyed: "Nephew, you've come at the perfect time! I was just about to go find your father."

"What's going on?" As soon as he entered the room, Fu Biao felt that something was wrong.

"Nephew, listen to me. Here's what happened: the eldest son left, taking the two kids with him. The second and third sons refuse to support us. I have to go to the village chief and ask him to judge this matter!"

"What!" Fu Biao's eyes widened in disbelief. He Mu had actually left, taking two children with him. This was explosive news.

Seeing that Zhao Lian's room door was tightly closed, Fu Biao vaguely felt that this matter was not so simple, so he quickly turned around and went out the door. He had to tell his father about this as soon as possible.

"Hey, nephew, wait a minute." Old Madam Yang saw Fu Biao leave and quickly followed him out.

Many people in the neighborhood heard the commotion from the He family's side, and the Li family, being the closest, was no exception.

Wang Yan looked at her husband Li Shuangquan with a worried expression and said, "Honey, look, He Laoda really left with Zhaofeng and Zhaofu. Needless to say, Zhaolian must have left too."

Yesterday, Zhao Lian told them about fleeing the famine, but Chen Donghua thought it over and over again and still didn't want to go.

She didn't think Zhao Lian's words were necessarily false, but she still wanted to take a gamble, since no one wants to leave their hometown.

Li Shuangquan and Li Shuangli were filial sons. Seeing that their mother was unwilling to leave, they had no choice but to stay as well.

Wang Yan and Liu Chunmei believed in Zhao Lian from the bottom of their hearts; they were convinced that what Zhao Lian said was true.

The fact that Zhao Lian built such a nice house in Datian Village, and she was willing to give it up, proves that this matter must be very close to true.

But what could they do? Since their mother-in-law and husband were unwilling to leave, they had no choice but to stay as well.

Now that she knew He Mu and the others had left, Wang Yan felt a sense of panic.

Li Shuangquan remained silent in the face of Wang Yan's words. He knew his wife was worried, but his mother was unwilling to leave, so what could he do?

Seeing that her husband remained silent, Wang Yan continued, "Look at how little water there is. Judging by this, it probably won't last more than a few days. Husband, we should make plans as soon as possible."

Wang Yan knew that Zhao Lian gave them food so that they could use it on their journey to escape famine.

They don't have much food at home right now. If they just wait here and eat it all, they'll really have nothing to eat on their way to escape famine.

A hint of hesitation flashed in Li Shuangquan's eyes. Wang Yan saw all of this and knew that her husband had taken her words to heart. She believed that as long as she put in a little more effort, her husband would definitely stand by her side.

“Honey, it’s true that you’re filial to your mother, but we can’t just listen to her all the time. Think about our son, Li Tong. He’s not married yet, and Chunlan and Chunju aren’t married either.”

“Even if we don’t think about ourselves, we should think about them. Zhao Lian is willing to give up such a large family business, so what about us? We are penniless, so it doesn’t matter where we go.”

Li Shuangquan thought about it more and more and felt that his wife was right. Judging from the weather, it was definitely not going to rain anytime soon, but the water in the village probably wouldn't last more than a few days.

We can't just sit here and wait to die. If this continues, our whole family will die.

Moreover, Zhao Lian has already given them a direction to escape the famine, so there's no need to wait here any longer.

If they wait any longer, the imperial court's announcement in a couple of days won't change the fact that they're fleeing famine, and by then they'll have no food left either.

“Wife, you’re right, let’s go! Let’s talk to Mother.” Li Shuangquan stood up, deciding to discuss it with his younger brother Li Shuangli first, and then persuade their mother together.

After discussion, Li Shuangli and Liu Chunmei agreed, and the two brothers began to teach their mother, Chen Donghua.

At first, Chen Donghua was very firm in her attitude, but after talking about her grandchildren, she finally relented: "Alright, you two take the kids and go. I'm old and can't walk anymore. I'll stay here with your father."

“Mother, how can we leave in peace if you don’t leave?” Li Shuangquan frowned, not expecting that after talking to his mother for so long, she still hadn’t changed her mind.

Even though her father has been gone for so many years, she still misses him.

Chen Donghua was somewhat moved: "We're all gone. What will happen to your father? There will be no one to burn incense for him during festivals."

Unexpectedly, this was what her mother-in-law was worried about. Liu Chunmei got angry when she heard this, glared at her and said, "Mother, you only care about the fact that no one is offering incense to Father. But you've forgotten that Father is already dead. You only think about the dead and not about us living people."

"Mother, you are too selfish. You're making our whole family wait here to die with you. To put it bluntly, if we can't survive here, we'll all die."

"If they all die by then, who will offer incense for us? If we all escape, we can come back someday and move Dad's grave, don't you think?"

“Yes! My wife is right!” Li Shuangli gave his wife a thumbs up.

At this critical moment, Liu Chunmei couldn't care less about anything else and rattled off a string of words. Even Wang Yan was impressed; she wouldn't dare say these things to her mother-in-law.