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

Thinking back to how she had treated Zhaolian in the past, Yan Guihua felt angry.

"Zhao Lian, you shouldn't have helped her either. Have you forgotten how she treated you before?"

Upon hearing Yan Guihua say such a thing, Li Chunhua's expression immediately changed.

Having served as Mrs. Qiao for so long, she had almost forgotten her past.

Qiao Tai had never traveled such a long distance before; this long journey had left him extremely tired.

Hearing Yan Guihua say such a thing, I felt strange. Judging from her words, it seemed that she knew Chunhua before.

Mr. Qiao immediately perked up: "Mrs. Yan, from what you're saying, you and Chunhua knew each other before? And you just said you wanted to tell me a story, tell it to everyone so we can all have a laugh."

Li Chunhua waved her hands repeatedly, trembling, "Sir, don't listen to her nonsense. I didn't know her before."

After saying that, Li Chunhua gritted her teeth and whispered to Yan Guihua, "Old woman Yan, don't go too far. The past is the past. I am Mrs. Qiao now."

"Hmph~" Yan Guihua sneered. "This is not something I can get past."

"What are you two whispering about?" Qiao Tai asked, looking at Li Chunhua with a puzzled expression. "Chunhua, are you hiding something from me?"

"It's nothing, why would I hide anything from you!" Li Chunhua was so frightened that her face turned pale. Feeling guilty, she didn't dare to look Mr. Qiao in the eye and pulled Zhao Lian forward a few steps quickly.

"Zhao Lian, tell your grandmother to shut up," Li Chunhua said in a low voice.

Zhao Lian raised an eyebrow: "50 taels of silver."

Li Chunhua's eyes widened: "You might as well just rob it!"

"One hundred taels of silver~" Zhao Lian began to get a little impatient.

Seeing that things would have been better if she hadn't said anything, and that instead of lowering the price, it had actually gone up, Li Chunhua immediately became anxious: "Fine, one hundred it is!"

"Where are the silver notes?"

"I'll give it to you later!"

"Heh~"

Zhao Lian smiled: "I know you have this silver note. Since you're not giving it to me, then forget it. Pretend I didn't say anything earlier!"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Lian wasn't fooled. Li Chunhua immediately deflated and took out a silver note from her pocket, stuffing it into Zhao Lian's hand.

Zhao Lian glanced at it, and upon seeing that it was indeed one hundred taels of silver, the corners of her mouth immediately turned up. She put the silver note into her pocket, turned around, and winked mischievously at Qiao Tai.

“Mr. Qiao, of course my maternal grandmother doesn’t know Madam Qiao. It’s just that Madam Qiao looks a bit like my stepmother, so seeing Madam Qiao reminds her of my stepmother. My stepmother used to treat me badly, and my maternal grandmother wanted to tell you about my stepmother.”

Qiao Tai suddenly realized: "Oh, I see!"

Unexpectedly, Chunhua looks just like Zhaolian's stepmother.

"Summoning Lotus~"

Yan Guihua wanted to say something more, but Zhao Lian quickly took her hand and said, "Grandmother, I know you love me. Let's not talk about the past anymore. By the way, there's no water to drink right now, so let's not waste our breath."

Zhao Lian's words immediately brought everyone back to reality, and they all deflated again.

They had already finished their last bit of water that morning, and there was some dried meat left, but in this sweltering heat, eating meat without drinking water wouldn't be enough. Everyone was parched and was only holding on by sheer willpower.

I don't know how long we walked, but we came to another fork in the road. There were more and more people on the road, and as far as the eye could see, they were all refugees. Many of them were carrying bundles and walking with difficulty, their faces pale and sickly.

After walking for a short while, we passed through a village. The villagers here had probably also fled the famine. The houses in the village were already deserted, and the place looked desolate.

Many refugees stopped briefly to rest in these houses.

"Mom, I'm so thirsty, my legs are so tired, I can't walk anymore~" Liu Yao's little face was flushed from the sun, and she refused to walk any further.

"Me too, I want to drink water~" Liu Yan, who was standing next to her, was about to cry.

"Where am I supposed to find water for you?" Zheng Xiuzhen was also at a loss, and looked at Liu Yinzhu: "Father, you have to think of something quickly, if this continues, we won't be able to hold on for long."

Liu Yinzhu's throat was also burning, and he called out in a hoarse voice, "Zhaolian, shall we take a break?"

Zhao Lian looked up at the sun. She didn't know what time it was, but she guessed it was afternoon. She was hot and thirsty.

Not to mention the children, she herself was feeling quite exhausted. Zhao Lian nodded, her face full of fatigue: "Okay, let's find a place to sit down and rest for a while!"

Zhao Lian looked around and saw a farmhouse in front of her with its gate wide open.

"I'll go take a look ahead!" Zhao Lian strode forward.

As soon as she stepped inside, Zhao Lian was startled by what she saw. Several people, men and women, were lying haphazardly in the courtyard.

These people were all elderly, probably refugees fleeing famine. Their bundles lay scattered on the ground, rummaged through and in disarray.

Zhao Lian rushed over to check and found that these people had already died and were beginning to decompose with signs of rigor mortis.

Zhao Lian examined them and found no external injuries, so she initially determined that they had starved to death.

We can't let them in, otherwise the little one will be scared if they see them later.

Zhao Lian immediately turned around and walked out, just in time to stop Zheng Xiuzhen, who was about to come in: "Second Aunt, we can't go in, let's go to another place."

Zheng Xiuzhen's eyes widened: "Why? I think this courtyard is fine, we can stay here tonight."

Zhao Lian lowered her voice: "Second Aunt, there's a dead body inside!"

Instead of wasting time on words, let's get straight to the point.

What!!!

Zheng Xiuzhen was surprised to find dead people in the village; it seemed most of them were refugees fleeing famine.

As they saw more and more dead bodies along the way, everyone began to feel uneasy, wondering if they would be next.

After visiting several houses, Zhao Lian noticed that two of them contained corpses. She saw that the door of one of the large brick and tile houses was closed, and immediately went up and knocked: "Is anyone home?"

After patting the door several times without anyone responding, Zhao Lian walked to the side, gathered her strength, and leaped onto the roof. Looking down from above, she found no one inside. Zhao Lian quickly jumped down from the courtyard and opened the door from the inside.

"Come on in, everyone, let's stay here for the night!"

Everyone quickly went inside and found a comfortable spot to sit down.

The house was simply furnished. In the main room there was an eight-immortal table and a few long benches. In addition to a bed, there was also a cabinet.

The cabinet was ransacked and there were a few coarse cloth clothes on it, showing that the owner had left in a hurry.

Zhao Lian went inside to check the kitchen to see if she could find anything to eat, but found that apart from some bowls and chopsticks, there was nothing to eat, and the water vat had long since dried up.

"Mother, I'm thirsty."

Feng Ya and Feng Cui started crying, sobbing softly.

Seeing Feng Ya cry, Liu Yao and the others also started crying.