At the beginning, I beat Lazy, and the host is cruel.

After walking for only half a day, I met some refugees. The refugees looked at the group of hundreds of people and did not dare to move aside.

Because they had to guard against refugees coming to rob them, the team did not move very fast.

At noon, Li Zheng only allowed time to rest for one stick of incense.

The villagers took out the only food they had and sat on the ground to eat it. Those who had no food at all shamelessly asked the villagers who had water for water.

At the end of summer, I felt the strong Yin Qi ahead, so I gave the villagers who came to ask for water a little to moisten their mouths, but it was definitely not enough to quench their thirst.

Song Laicai watched Xia Mo give water to the villagers. He opened his mouth several times but stopped talking. He was afraid of causing public anger and did not dare to stop it.

Deep down in her heart, she couldn't help but cursed Xia Mo several times. She would rather give such precious water to others than to him, what a cruel woman.

Nowadays, it is rare for people in the village to unite. After sharing water resources with each other, they become even more united.

The villagers were grateful for Xia Mo's generosity, so they carried Xiaobao onto Aunt Shi's wooden cart. The strong men in the village took turns to help pull the baby, which relieved Aunt Shi's burden.

Aunt Shi's mother-in-law was sitting on the trolley, hugging Xiaobao tightly to prevent the child from being knocked off.

At this time, there were some scattered refugees on the roadside, and occasionally we encountered victims fleeing the famine in groups. Everyone went on their own way without disturbing each other.

Both sides of the official road have been bald, and even the wild vegetables that were grown hard on the throat have been dug up. There is no green on the roadside.

Soon, the time for a stick of incense passed, and the long journey began again.

Traveling every day, to be honest, I feel very boring at the end of summer. I have to drive non-stop every day. Apart from eating, drinking and sleeping, I spend the rest of the time traveling. I am still hungry and thirsty, and I am very exhausted physically and mentally.

At the end of summer, I discovered that human potential is unlimited.

In this state of frantic driving, none of the villagers said to give up. At most, they just cried. They didn't stop and they all persisted.

Li Zheng was walking in front of the team with a frown on his face. He couldn't hold on anymore if he couldn't find the water source. It had been five days since he last found the water source, and the little water he had saved was almost used up.

We couldn't count on water on the plains. Satomasa looked around and vaguely saw the outline of a vague mountain range ahead. He squinted his eyes and took a closer look.

"Everyone, try harder. I see a mountain not far ahead. Let's rest at the foot of the mountain."

Li Zheng ran to the flatbed truck, stood tall and shouted loudly to boost morale.

A big, strong man walking at the front raised the sickle in his hand and shouted, "Everyone, walk faster. There are mountains and water ahead. Hold on."

Li Zheng nodded and said, "Yes, there must be water on the mountain. If you walk slowly, others will drink it up."

Sure enough, the strong men who were originally a little sluggish immediately became energetic. Everyone cheered each other up and moved faster again.

As a result, the walk lasted more than two hours. The villagers were so unconscious that they walked forward with their two feet mechanically controlling their bodies.

Fortunately, there is indeed a mountain range ahead. It’s just that we walked for so long before we could see the whole mountain. It would take at least an hour to reach the foot of the mountain.

At the end of the summer, the remaining bowl of water in the bamboo tube was shared with the three children.

Song Laicai pursed his lips and watched eagerly, waiting for the green grass to be drunk and leave some for him.

In the end, she really forgot about him at the end of the summer. She didn’t even think that he was following behind, and the two of them finished the job in one go.

Song Laicai's anxious mouth was bubbling, his chapped lips were oozing with traces of blood, and he stared at Xia Mo with red eyes.

Xia Mo felt someone was staring at her, and when she looked back, she realized it was Song Laicai.

Glancing at Aunt Shi who was not far away, she curled her lips and handed him the bamboo in her hand.

Sure enough, Aunt Shi put down the earthen jar with barely a few drops of water left in her hand after she saw Xia Mo giving Song Laicai water to drink.

Song Laicai took the bamboo joint, put his mouth towards the mouth of the bamboo tube, raised his head and poured it into his mouth. After pouring for a long time, two or three drops of water came out, which was nothing more than a drop in the bucket.

The tired Song Laicai didn't even have the energy to get angry. He just glanced deeply at his mother and his wife, then limped behind with the bamboo in his hand as a walking stick.

Seeing the mountain in front, everyone felt more at ease.

Song Laicai looked at the mountains in the distance, and the furrows on his brows became heavier.

He relied on his left foot to walk, and his left foot was numb from walking.

The eldest girl and the second girl had their heads drooped and their steps were getting slower and slower. They were really too tired.

Xia Mo thought for a while, if this continues, the two children will definitely not be able to hold on, and their physical strength has been exhausted to the limit.

"Auntie, wait a moment."

Xia Mo quickly caught up with him.

"Qingcao, what happened?"

Aunt Shi reluctantly asked with white lips.

"Auntie, let the first girl and the second girl sit on the cart. These two children can hardly hold it anymore. I will pull the cart."

Aunt Shi sighed and said hesitantly, "Qingcao, you can't ignore your own life or death. After walking for so long, no one can hold on anymore. How can you still have the strength to pull the cart? This is not risking your own life." Have you gone in?"

"Don't worry, ma'am. I still have some strength. Otherwise, if these two children fall down, I will still have to hold them."

Xia Mo said firmly.

Aunt Shi looked at the pale-faced Danniu and Erniu, and reluctantly agreed.

Aunt Shi's mother-in-law was sitting on the carriage. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something to stop her, but looking at the two wilted children, she couldn't say anything and could only sigh helplessly.

Xia Mo walked to the front of the cart, replaced Tiedan who was tired and panting, put the rope pulling the cart on his shoulders, and worked hard to pull the cart.

Aunt Shi's mother-in-law hugged Xiaobao and moved hard to the front of the board, asking Danniu and Erniu to move up to reduce the weight of late summer.

Xia Mo's packages were also placed on the two sisters' backs to prevent them from falling.

Aunt Shi and Tiedan helped push the cart, one on the left and the other on the right. Aunt Shi felt that she didn't use much strength and the cart went very fast.

At first, Aunt Shi thought that Xia Mo would not be able to pull her for long, but she did not expect that she pulled them very quickly, and she pulled them all to the foot of the mountain.

Song Laicai followed behind and stared at the two sisters jealously. They were two unfilial white-eyed wolves. Didn't you see that his father was still walking hard behind? No one asked him to come up and sit for a while.

As expected, his daughters were losers, and Song Laicai felt even more displeased with his two daughters.

He secretly thought to himself that he should exchange his two girls for something so that he could live more easily. He was really exhausted.

When we arrived at the foot of the mountain to set up camp, it was already getting late. Li Zheng asked everyone to rest as close as possible, and asked the strong men to rest around the outside to ensure everyone's safety.

Li Zheng and the clan leader followed a group of strong men selected from the village and began to arrange a resting area. Every 1 meter there was a strong man sitting with a weapon.

People in the village consciously rested together. After all, they were not the only village resting at the foot of the mountain. There were also other refugees and disaster victims. It was not impossible for hungry and anxious people to come and snatch food from others.