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

However, the thugs looked around and found that their target was not there. Faced with the indifference and silence of the crowd, they sneered disdainfully, then raised their swords, ready to attack the innocent villagers.

The children cried one after another. Chen Ge'er was so scared that he trembled and curled up in his mother Zhang's arms, crying, "Mom, I'm scared."

In terror, the villagers screamed and fled in all directions, but in that small space, several people were accidentally scratched by the sharp blade, and the blood instantly dyed their lapels red.

Zhou Shuqiong witnessed all this and her face turned pale as paper in an instant. In panic, she instinctively hid in the meditation room next door, hoping to find some shelter.

At this critical moment, Ying Yi and Ying Er heard the chaos outside. They rushed out without hesitation. When they saw the brutality of the criminals, they immediately stood up and fought fiercely with the villains, trying to protect the innocent villagers.

Yu Fugui, who was resting in the Zen room, was disturbed by the sounds of fighting outside. His heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand. He couldn't help but wonder, are these people coming for him?

Having just escaped from the abyss of despair, he was absolutely unwilling to fall into that dark and gloomy life of captivity again.

At the same time, Xiao Zhixue was carrying the weak Guo Jia on her back and moving firmly towards the ruined temple.

Guo Jia's heart was filled with regret. She knew very well that she felt very sorry for putting such a heavy burden on Xiao Zhixue.

My throat felt itchy from time to time, and I wanted to cough but tried my best to hold it back, for fear of causing any trouble to this lifesaver.

Tears welled up in her eyes, but she clenched her teeth and swallowed back the pain and discomfort.

Xiao Zhixue keenly felt the abnormality on her back. She stopped, took out a porcelain bottle from her storage space, unscrewed the lid lightly, and handed it to Guo Jia.

"Drink some water, your throat will feel much better."

Her voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, brushing away Guo Jia's anxiety and uneasiness.

Guo Jia was so grateful that she almost cried. She took the porcelain bottle and swallowed a big mouthful of the sweet liquid. She felt a coolness sliding down her throat, and the itching and discomfort she had felt before instantly disappeared.

She held the porcelain bottle tightly and looked at Xiao Zhixue with tearful eyes, full of gratitude.

"Thank you very much, benefactor. If you can help me recover, I am willing to be your personal maid for the rest of my life to repay you for your kindness."

Xiao Zhixue chuckled, with a gentle light flashing in her eyes.

"Don't always call me your benefactor. My name is Xiao Zhixue. I am your elder sister in terms of age. You can just call me by my name or Sister Xiao."

Guo Jia wiped the tears from her face, her eyes full of expectation and pleading.

"Sister Xiao, can I really recover? If so, let me be your maid. This is the only way I can think of to repay you."

Faced with such a request, Xiao Zhixue felt a little embarrassed. After all, she was just an ordinary peasant woman who escaped from the war. There was no need for a maid to serve her.

Just as she was about to politely refuse, Guo Jia made another heartfelt request, which softened Xiao Zhixue's heart.

"The opportunities to repay you are indeed numerous. You should put your mind at ease and concentrate on recuperating. I, Xiao Zhixue, am here and will do my best to ensure that your condition gets better."

Xiao Zhixue's words were warm and firm, like the spring sun penetrating the winter ice, injecting a ray of vitality into Guo Jia's heart.

She felt the weight on her back, not only Guo Jia's body, but also the heavy trust and hope.

Guo Jia lay on her back, and couldn't help but imagine the wonderful life she would have after recovery.

After hearing this, Guo Xiao's eyes sparkled with desire and respect. He raised his head slightly, his gaze passed through the crowd and fixed on Xiao Zhixue's determined figure: "Then... can I call you Sister Xiao like a relative in the future?"

There was a hint of shyness and anticipation in her tone.

Guo Hua, who was standing by, also had anticipation in her eyes, as if at this moment, she had already regarded Xiao Zhixue as a family member she could rely on.

Xiao Zhixue responded with a gentle smile and nodded gently: "Of course."

This recognition was like a ray of sunshine, instantly illuminating the hearts of Guo Xiao and Guo Hua. They looked at each other and smiled, their hearts filled with an unprecedented sense of security and joy, as if all the storms in the future would be resolved by this warmth.

When the five people arrived at the long-abandoned temple, the scene before them was heartbreaking.

The temple was in ruins and covered with dust, and the backyard was in even greater chaos. The sounds of fighting and cries of pain were intertwined, harsh and shrill.

Fan Yanmu's expression instantly became solemn, his brows revealing an unquestionable determination. He asked Xiao Zhixue to stay and take care of the three patients, and he rushed to the battlefield in the backyard without hesitation.

Although Xiao Zhixue was concerned about the safety of her family, she also knew the proper place to stay at this moment. She carefully placed Guo Jia and the other two in a safer corner, and whispered a few words of advice to them, with reluctance and determination in her eyes. She then turned around resolutely and decided to go and find out the situation herself.

Guo Jia and the others who stayed where they were, heard the screams faintly coming from afar, and they hugged each other tightly involuntarily. Fear made their bodies tremble slightly, as if even the air was filled with uneasiness.

The moment Xiao Zhixue stepped into the backyard, what she saw was terrifying.

A group of masked men were fighting fiercely with two masters, Shadow One and Shadow Two. Many people fell down in the blink of an eye with swords and fists, and the blood dyed the ground red. The surrounding villagers were in panic and huddled together tightly, with helplessness and fear written on everyone's face.

Fan Yanmu had already joined the battle, and the big knife in his hand was as powerful as fallen leaves swept by the wind.

Xiao Zhixue looked around, anxiously, but could not find any trace of her family. Anxiety hung in her heart like a dark cloud.

She hurried through the dilapidated corridor and almost ran to the meditation area, with only one thought in her mind - to find her mother and brothers as soon as possible and make sure they were safe.

Finally, in a Zen room that seemed exceptionally quiet, Xiao Zhixue found her mother Zhou Shuqiong, who was pale but safe and sound.

"Mom, are you okay?"

Xiao Zhixue's words were filled with worry, and her eyes were flashing with anxiety and concern.

The moment Zhou Shuqiong saw her daughter, her tense nerves relaxed a little, but she still couldn't hide her frightened expression. She staggered forward a few steps and asked in a slightly weak voice: "San Ya, who are those people outside? Why are they looking for trouble with us? Who are they going to arrest? Are they targeting Mayor Yu?"

Xiao Zhixue gently patted her mother's hand and comforted her in the most gentle way: "Mom, you can take shelter here for a while. I will go find father and my elder and second brothers. Don't worry."

Zhou Shuqiong held her daughter's hand tightly, with a gleam of determination in her eyes: "San Ya, you have to be careful too, don't let yourself get hurt."

This motherly love was strong and deep, and it made Xiao Zhixue's heart surge with warmth.