Chapter 367 - Chapter 367: Chapter 367: Brother, your face is a bit red_l (1/2)

Chapter 367: Chapter 367: Brother, your face is a bit red_l

After Wei Ruo and his companions returned to the town, Wei Ruo went to the courtyard to unload a bag of rice from the horse carriage waiting there. Throughout their journey, Wei Ruo had taken so many things from the carriage that Xiaobei couldn’t help but marvel more than once about how the carriage seemed like a treasure chest.

As a matter of fact, Wei Ruo took all the food items from a spatial pocket to lighten the load of the carriage, which would make them travel faster. To make their act seem more plausible, Wei Ruo only brought a fifty-pound bag this time, not wanting to arouse suspicion by carrying too heavy a load. After retrieving some of the food, they set off once again, making their way back to Fengting Mountain.

It was noon and the displaced villagers that hid in the mountains were rummaging the desolate woods in search of roots and tree barks to eat.

When they saw the group led by Wei Ruo again, they could hardly believe their eyes. They hadn’t expected them to return.

But when they saw Wei Ruo place a large sack of rice before them, they were so shocked they were speechless.

“You should have pots and know where to find water sources. Find a place to start a fire and make food,” Wei Ruo said.

Upon confirming that the sack indeed contains rice, they were so overjoyed that they were on the verge of crying.

“This is rice. This is really rice!”

“And it is such good quality rice!”

“My goodness, I’ve never seen such fine rice before!

Then they lined up to thank Wei Ruo.

Under the guidance of the middle-aged man who was acting as their leader,

they bowed their heads in unison:

“Thank you, our benefactor. Thank you…”

Wei RUO quickly gestured for them to stand: “Enough of the kneeling. If you keep doing so, I might change my mind and not hire you.”

Upon hearing this, they hurriedly stood up, afraid that the decision of their employment might change if they were slow.

Wei Ruo added, “Go and cook fast. The children are growing up, feed them more.”

The children there were all thin and gaunt, their bodies not carrying any extra weight. It was a pitiful sight to see.

The group agreed and went off; the men went to gather firewood, and the women started cooking.

The children were not idle either. They continued to dig around with their sticks.

They had already learned to identify some edible plants and knew what kind of grass roots can be consumed.

The rice was cooked quickly. When the enticing aroma started to waft in the air, the villagers from Dahetun Village couldn’t help but salivate. When the rice was thoroughly cooked, they hurriedly spooned it into their bowls and quickly began to devour it.

A small girl around four or five years old, her hair tied in two little buns, clad in a ragged red floral dress, carried a bowl full of rice and carefully walked over to Wei Ruo.

“Big Brother, you eat,” she said hesitantly. Her doe-like eyes filled with timidity as she looked up at Wei Ruo.

Wei Ruo bent down, gently touching the girl’s head, “Thank you, but I’m not hungry. You eat.”

The girl hesitated, then turned to look at her mother standing behind her.

She turned back, holding up the bowl, “But mom said to thank you.” Although the little girl was dirty, her small hands were clean, and the bowl in her hand was also clean even though it was chipped.

Wei Ruo replied, “This is all for you. We’re not hungry. We’ve already eaten on our way here. Just eat up, and everyone will be happy.”

“Really?”