My treasure bowl connects the past and present; I've won everything on my journey into exile.

During his break, Qian Zhengchang took a steamed bun and a water pouch, went to a secluded spot, sat down, and slowly began to eat.

At this moment, he was extremely anxious.

He should receive the letter by the time he arrives at the post station that evening.

Lin Mo's words last time had a huge impact on him.

When he woke up the next day, he forced himself to write a letter and had it sent out.

If everything goes well, the letter should have been delivered to the previous post station by now.

The hand holding the steamed bun felt somewhat heavy.

Did the Empress really send people to kill his entire family, as Lin Mo claimed?

Probably not.

They were of the same clan and lineage, and he had always been loyal to her; she wouldn't treat him like this.

Qian Zhengchang tried his best to comfort himself.

Just as he was feeling distracted, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.

look up.

His pupils contracted slightly when he saw that it was Xu Wuyan.

Xu Wuyan asked coldly, "One question: Who sent you to kill me?"

Qian Zhengchang paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed:

"You're asking me this question?"

Does your wife know you came to see me?

Lin Mo?

A flash of confusion crossed Xu Wuyan's eyes, and he shook his head:

"have no idea.

There are some things I want to know from you.

It seems his wife knows many things he doesn't.

Qian Zhengchang's face immediately turned cold, and he snorted:

"Xu Wuyan, you can leave now. I won't say anything. If you want to fight, I'll gladly oblige."

After saying that, he continued to gnaw on the steamed bun in his hand with his head down.

Xu Wuyan glanced at him, then turned and left.

He will find an opportunity to pry his mouth open.

After Xu Wuyan left, Qian Zhengchang lost his appetite and his brows furrowed.

What exactly is this couple up to?

concentric?

Lin Mo knew who sent her, but Xu Wuyan did not. What kind of unity was this?

Qian Zhengchang's lips curled into a mocking smile.

It seems there are loopholes between them.

……

"Sure enough, following Mrs. Xu will lead to food." Li Ping looked at the sweet potatoes she had dug up and couldn't contain her joy.

Although they are small, they can at least fill our stomachs, which is much better than eating grass roots.

Lin Mo was embarrassed.

This was truly an accident; it was just a lucky break.

She had planned to find a secluded spot, gather plenty of food, and get through lunch and dinner that day.

Unexpectedly, Li Ping and the others followed him closely.

Unable to escape, she could only lead them in search of food across the plains.

She never expected there to be a wild sweet potato field here.

And so, this scene unfolded.

"Cough, hurry up and dig." Lin Mo buried her head and dug with a worried face.

Looks like we can't take the meat out to eat.

But there's dried meat, we can eat it later.

When they returned, everyone who had come with Lin Mo had dug up quite a few sweet potatoes.

Lin Mo, however, was distracted and gained very little.

Only a few scattered specimens were found, and they were all very small.

The next second, three more sweet potatoes appeared in Lin Mo's pile, and they were quite large.

Lin Mo looked up.

It was Li Ping who gave her the sweet potato.

Li Ping chuckled when she saw her looking at her.

“Mrs. Xu, if it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have been able to dig up any sweet potatoes, and I might have gone hungry again today. These three are my tokens of gratitude. They’re nothing, please accept them.”

She was very content.

If I use these sweet potatoes sparingly, they can last for two meals.

"No need, you can keep it for your child," Lin Mo shook her head and refused.

Having had more contact with her, she naturally knew some things about Li Ping.

Her husband died young, leaving her to raise four children alone. Her in-laws disliked her and never offered any help.

They lived a very difficult life.

So how could Lin Mo possibly want her sweet potatoes?

"It's alright, I still have some here." Li Ping smiled brightly, picked it up, and shook it.

"I took it back and had the kids cook it. I'll come back and dig some more; maybe I can find some more. I'm going home now."

After saying that, he was about to leave.

Lin Mo frowned and glanced around.

She brought more than a dozen people here and dug up sweet potatoes, but Li Ping was the only one willing to share some with her. This woman is kind.

Lin Mo sighed and suddenly called out to her.

Seeing her looking at her with a puzzled expression, Lin Mo put on a serious face:

"When we rest at the inn at night, let's choose a place right next to us."

After hesitating for a moment, he said:

"If you can endure it, don't eat the food at the post station."

After saying that, he picked up the sweet potatoes on the ground and stuffed them all into her hands, along with the ones she had dug up.

Li Ping was stunned.

He quickly refused, saying, "I can't accept it; you have too many people."

Take these back, cook them, and you can have another meal.

"Take it, they're better at finding food than you are." Lin Mo shoved it into her hand and then strode away.

Li Ping wanted to catch up with her and return the favor. She hadn't even repaid her kindness yet, so how could she possibly take her things?

But as soon as they moved, all the sweet potatoes rolled onto the ground.

By the time she had picked them up, she was already far away.

Li Ping then gave up.

But her eyes turned red.

Mrs. Xu is a good person.

……

Lin Mo was stopped by Zhao Tong again just as she was about to return to her resting place.

Seeing the injuries on her face, she frowned.

Even though I know she's ruining herself to achieve her goals, I still can't help but shake my head.

"Take good care of yourself. Your son definitely wouldn't want to see you like this."

When her son was mentioned, Zhao Tong stiffened slightly.

Then he looked at her with a gloomy expression:

“I saw it; you gave the sweet potato you dug up to that woman.”

Why didn't you give my son any food back then?

If he weren't hungry, he wouldn't have tried fishing like you, and he wouldn't have drowned.

Lin Mo shook her head in disagreement, "Zhao Tong, I can't help anyone."

I'm already doing well enough to take care of my mother and brother.

Why should I help you back then? We didn't even know each other.

Just because you're hungry, I'm going to help you?

Have you considered that it's not just you guys who are hungry, everyone else in the team is hungry too? How many people can I help?

At this point, Lin Mo paused and looked at Li Ping in the distance behind her:

"I only dug up a few small sweet potatoes, but she generously gave me the three biggest sweet potatoes she dug up."

Because of her kindness, I'm willing to lend her a hand.

The few small sweet potatoes I dug up were insignificant to me, but very important to her.

“She never thought of getting something for nothing, but wanted to support herself and her child with her own hands. I will help someone like that if I can.”

After saying that, he walked past her and headed forward.

Zhao Tong moved, her voice trembling slightly:

"If I go out to find food, and you know my son is starving, will you help us?"

"meeting!"

Lin Mo answered without hesitation, but her steps did not stop.

What she didn't tell Zhao Tong was that she had secretly slipped candy to her son more than once.

Whether it's a past life or this life.

She would secretly slip food to her son.

Because her son looks a lot like Lin Shuo when he was a child.

Also, Zhao Tong's words just now made her realize that she seemed to have overlooked some things.

For example, did Zhao Tong's son really go to the pond to catch fish because he was hungry?

Also, was Zhao Tong's son's drowning really an accident?

Lin Mo is currently somewhat confused.

She felt she needed to sort things out as soon as possible.

Because she left so decisively, Lin Mo didn't know that after she left, Zhao Tong suddenly squatted down, covered her face, and started crying.

……

Lin Mo felt somewhat heavy-hearted.

After returning empty-handed, he quietly found a place to sit down.

Liu Ying, who was chatting with Granny Qin, could tell from her expression that she was in a bad mood.

He then ended his conversation with Granny Qin and sat down next to her.

Then he took out a hawthorn and handed it to her:

"Give."

Lin Mo looked at the hawthorns handed to her with surprise:

"Mom, why haven't you eaten?"

These were given to her by Xu Wuyan last time. She ate two of them, and shared the rest with her mother and Xu Xianyu.

Even if it's divided, it's just one for each person.

After all, Xu Wuyan didn't bring back many hawthorns, just a few.

“You love sour things, especially hawthorn, so naturally I’ll save it for you,” Liu Ying said with a smile.

He then handed her the hawthorns, saying, "Eat them quickly, they'll make you happy."

Oh my god!

Lin Mo was both amused and exasperated, treating her like a child.

"Mom, here, eat it." Lin Mo shook her head and handed it back to her.

"You haven't had much of an appetite lately because of the medication you're taking. Eating some hawthorn berries will help improve your appetite."

"It's alright, Mother is almost fully recovered." Liu Ying looked at her with heartache and held the hawthorn to her lips again.

"Eat up, eat it, and you'll feel better."

"Mother." Lin Mo didn't refuse again, took it, and took a small bite:

Why did you save some for me to eat?

It's so sour, but delicious.

Lin Mo squinted her eyes contentedly.

"Why so many whys?" Liu Ying chuckled, reaching out to touch her hair.

"If you ask why, I can only say that it's because I'm your mother."

As mothers, we all want to leave the best things for our children.

"Mom knows you like sour things, but supplies are limited right now, and we can't buy them even if we wanted to. So, of course, I'm saving these hawthorns to please you."

Seeing her beaming smile, Liu Ying smiled radiantly:

"Look at you, just like when you were a kid, you feel better as soon as you eat something sour."

"mother!"

Lin Mo reached out and hugged her, secretly making up her mind.

No matter what, she had to protect her mother and younger brother.

Gods come, slay gods; ghosts come, slay ghosts. No one can harm them!