Koi Fubao: Being loved by everyone on the road to escape from famine

Afterwards, the crime was pinned on the original owner, causing him to be punished for no reason. No matter how much his family begged, they could not escape the ruthless beating.

At that time, Xiao Yuyan just stood aside, watching coldly with a playful smile. His ruthlessness was enough to make people's heart frightened.

When they met again, Xiao Zhixue discovered that Xiao Yuyan was chatting with his father Xiao Wei, and she stepped forward without hesitation.

Xiao Yuyan obviously didn't expect Xiao Zhixue to come out of the medicine shop. A flash of surprise flashed across his face, but he quickly restored his signature fake smile and said in a deliberately intimate tone: "Isn't this Sister Zhixue? When did you come to Jinguan Town with Uncle San? Why don't you come to my house? Father often mentions you and misses you very much."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to look around casually, "Hey, where are Third Aunt, Tingrui, Tingxuan and the others? Why didn't they come together?"

Xiao Wei's response was as indifferent as water, avoiding the topic of the visit: "We just arrived today."

Xiao Yuyan took the opportunity to extend the invitation, but a hint of contempt flashed across the depths of his eyes, which was fleeting but did not escape the keen observer.

"In that case, why don't Third Uncle and Sister Zhixue come to my humble abode to rest for a while and have a cup of tea before leaving?"

Xiao Wei was silent. He was not yet ready to face his brother. Complex emotions intertwined together, making it difficult for him to make a decision.

Xiao Zhixue's eyes moved around. She seemed silly, but in fact she was examining Xiao Yuyan sharply, with an innocent childlike smile on her face.

"You're about to get into bad luck." The words were spoken lightly.

Xiao Yuyan was astonished at Xiao Zhixue's change, and even more surprised that she was no longer afraid of him and even dared to curse him.

A surge of anger rushed to his head, and he almost reached out to slap him, but under Xiao Wei's majestic gaze, his reason barely restrained the impulse.

He could only grit his teeth and barely maintain his calm on the surface, but his voice was a little tense: "Sister Zhixue, don't joke with me. How could I be unlucky? I am fine and my life is going well."

Xiao Zhixue sneered in her heart, but on the surface she still pretended to be stupid. She gently pulled Xiao Wei's sleeve and said in a gentle tone: "Dad, let's go home."

Xiao Wei had no intention of staying for long. Upon hearing this, he immediately took his daughter's hand and slowly turned away, leaving Xiao Yuyan standing there alone, fists clenched, whispering with hatred: "Silly girl, you will be the only one who is plagued by bad luck. I will soon marry the mayor's daughter, and I will have a bright future."

Xiao Zhixue, who was walking away, heard this threat, but instead of getting angry, a meaningful smile appeared on her lips.

When the two of them were far away from the trouble, Xiao Wei finally couldn't help wondering in his heart, and asked in a low voice: "Girl, you just said that Yu Yan was going to be unlucky, did you find anything unusual?"

These days, Xiao Wei has increasingly felt his daughter's extraordinaryness. After an illness, she seems to have become more mature, and her judgment and ability to think calmly have also improved significantly.

If she said that Xiao Yuyan would encounter misfortune, then there might really be some unknown secrets and omens behind this.

Xiao Zhixue's lips curled up into a faint smile, her eyes gleaming with confidence: "Dad, you can wait without worry. Within three days, he will be bedridden. By then, even if we find all the famous doctors, we will be powerless to save him."

In fact, during the conversation just now, Xiao Zhixue, with her keen insight, caught a hint of something unusual from the subtle changes in Xiao Yuyan's expression.

That kind of disease is silent at first and the patient is often unaware of it, but once the disease becomes apparent, the patient is already in a desperate situation.

Xiao Wei glanced back and saw Xiao Yuyan's figure gradually disappearing into the distance.

Although he didn't know what kind of misfortune was waiting for Xiao Yuyan, his daughter Xiao Zhixue's words had an unshakable weight to him.

Over the years, his trust in his daughter has become as solid as a rock.

Xiao Wei had no sympathy at all for the misfortune that Xiao Yuyan was about to face.

Over the years, he had mixed feelings about his nephew.

Although Xiao Yuyan showed extraordinary talent at a young age, became a student at the age of seven, and was expected to make further progress on the road to the imperial examination, in Xiao Wei's eyes, the character issues behind these achievements could not be ignored.

Recalling how Xiao Yuyan had repeatedly taken advantage of the old lady's favor and secretly bullied his three children, Xiao Wei's dissatisfaction grew day by day.

Thanks to the fact that the eldest family lived in town most of the time, the friction between the two families was eased.

Passing by a grain store, Xiao Zhixue suddenly stopped and said softly to Xiao Wei: "Dad, I want to go in and buy some dry food, so that even if we encounter difficulties in the future, we don't have to worry about food problems."

This time, Xiao Wei did not let his daughter enter alone, but chose to accompany her into the grain store.

Inside the store, yellow rice grains and white, delicate flour were piled up into small hills.

Xiao Zhixue carefully selected and finally chose a batch of high-quality rice and flour. When she was about to lift the heavy bags of grain, she was stopped in time by her father Xiao Wei.

"Let me take this bag of rice," Xiao Wei said with concern.

Xiao Zhixue smiled and refused, "Dad, don't underestimate me. I'm as strong as you. I'll leave the flour to you. I can handle the bag of rice."

Seeing his daughter's insistence, Xiao Wei said nothing more. He silently took the flour and carried a portion of the weight on each shoulder.

When leaving the grain shop, Xiao Zhixue quietly used her special ability to transfer some of the rice grains into the space.

She knew very well that the ancestral land could not be left to waste, so she quietly scattered rice between the ridges and then quickly irrigated it with precious spiritual spring water.

On the way back, the two should have been in a relaxed mood, but unexpectedly they ran into several yamen runners in uniform with arrogant looks.

Holding long whips, they shouted at the refugees gathered here: "Our master has ordered that if you refugees want to settle in Jinguan Town, you must first pay the resettlement fee. No money? Then get out of Jinguan Town quickly and don't get in our way!"

The refugees were horrified when they heard the sound and stood up, their faces full of helplessness and confusion.

One of them trembled and tried to explain: "Sir, we are just fleeing here, we don't have a penny on us..."

Before he could finish his words, a whip came down heavily, interrupting his words with a scream.

"Stop talking nonsense, pay the money or get out, otherwise you will all be thrown into jail!" The threats from the bailiffs made the refugees tremble.

Seeing one person being beaten, the others became even more silent. The person being beaten endured the pain, packed up his simple luggage, and left sadly.

When the yamen runners saw this scene, instead of restraining themselves, they turned to the next group of refugees and repeated the same orders and threats.

Having witnessed the brutality of the yamen runners, the refugees dared not say a word and lowered their heads.