Parents are busy farming

When the servant saw Ye Zifen throwing firewood into the fire, he glanced at the other servant sitting opposite him and then started throwing firewood into the fire as well.

Ye Zifen caught his gaze sharply and guessed that these two servants should be the ones on duty tonight.

Come to think of it, they were so tired from traveling during the day that they probably fell asleep.

However, she did not take it to heart. Instead, she whispered to the boy, "I have rested well. You can sleep for a while. I will be watching over you here."

The young man showed a trace of embarrassment after hearing this, but then he thought, it wasn't the first time he had lost his composure in front of others, so it wouldn't hurt to lose face again.

So he simply threw the firewood in his hand into the fire, leaned his body over, rested his head on his knees, and fell into a deep sleep again.

For servants of low status like them, their daily activities are basically limited to the capital.

The daily work is nothing more than delivering messages in the city or following one's master around.

Such a hurried and hurried long-distance journey as this one is rare, not to mention riding on horseback for several days in a row, which naturally makes it difficult for the body to bear.

When everyone woke up from their slumber, their sense of smell was first awakened by an alluring aroma.

It turned out that when Ye Zifen was watching the campfire, she noticed that a ray of light began to appear in the sky, so she took out the dry food she had brought with her without hesitation and roasted it on the fire.

These dry foods were originally just ordinary bread, but after being baked by flames, they gave off a faint burnt aroma.

Although the strong wind blew away some of the fragrance, due to the close distance, this wonderful smell still drifted into the noses of people around.

When the Dali Temple Minister opened his eyes, the first thing that came into view was this scene.

He then looked into the distance and saw that the sky was still yellow and gray.

The dead leaves and gravel that originally covered the ground have disappeared, replaced by an unusually clean and tidy piece of land.

Ye Zifen smiled when she saw that everyone had woken up.

She said enthusiastically, "Now that everyone is awake, let's eat something to replenish our energy! I think the wind is much weaker than last night. I believe it won't be long before the strong wind gradually subsides. Once the wind subsides a little, we can continue on our way."

They had no choice but to leave now. All the wood they had collected with great difficulty yesterday had now been burned.

If we continue to stay here, we will probably just freeze at night.

After all, they don't have time to go further away to collect firewood. Besides, even if they go far away, they may not be able to find firewood. The firewood may be blown away by the wind like the dandelions.

When the others heard what Ye Zifen said, they all sat up and started looking for their own food.

He followed Ye Zifen's instructions, roasted it over the fire, and then wolfed it down.

At the same time, the horse behind Ye Zifen was leisurely chewing the hay beside it.

The other horses could only watch helplessly, because the hay placed for them last night had long been blown away by the strong wind.

Perhaps it is true that the saying goes, like owner, like horse.

At this time, Ye Zifen's horse was seen enjoying the hay with relish, while the other horses were pacing back and forth restlessly, neighing from time to time.

It was not until this moment that everyone suddenly realized that the reason why the horse pressed down the hay to sleep yesterday was because of this plan.

It's uncomparable between people, but I didn't expect that the same is true even between horses.

Everyone couldn't help but feel depressed.

However, Ye Zifen didn't care what other people thought. She just ate her dry food and occasionally felt the changes in the strength of the wind.

After everyone had filled their stomachs, they sat there quietly, waiting for the wind to die down.

Time passed, and after another hour, the strong wind gradually weakened.

Ye Zifen carefully felt the change in wind speed, then turned to the Dali Temple and said, "I think the wind has weakened a lot. Should we set off now? We can slow down a little at the beginning, and then speed up when the wind weakens further."

The Dali Temple Minister nodded in agreement, and the others quickly packed their bags.

Ye Zifen stood up, cleared off the dirt and other materials that had accumulated above the shed above her head last night, and covered the fire directly with them to ensure that the flames were completely extinguished.

She was worried that the remaining sparks would cause a fire and cause unnecessary trouble.

After the fire was completely extinguished, Ye Zifen untied the cloth that she had placed around the trees last night one by one, sorted them out and put them back into her bag.

During this break, she took out a handful of beans to feed the horse and poured it two sips of water.

However, she was reluctant to give herself even a sip of water.

When everything was ready, several people jumped on their horses.

They moved forward cautiously. This time, Ye Zifen walked at the front of the team, leading everyone forward.

Others didn't dare to try it easily, after all, they had never had such experience.

But Ye Zifen was different. She had covered her head with a piece of gauze before setting off, leaving only her eyes exposed.

This way, even if sand hits your face, it won't be too painful.

Then she climbed onto the horse and began to move forward step by step.

The mountain road at this time became extremely bare due to the raging winds last night.

The vegetation and sand that originally covered the mountain road had long been blown away, leaving only bare rocks and soil.

The group moved forward with difficulty, and every step required more effort.

Despite this, they persisted for half an hour, but only walked two or three miles.

Fortunately, as time went on, the wind died down and the view became clear.

This undoubtedly gave them a glimmer of hope, so they all quickened their pace.

However, this time they did not wait until dark to rest as usual.

The reason was simple. The horses ridden by the other people were always hungry. If they didn't replenish their strength in time, it would be difficult for them to survive until the next destination.

So when they passed a post station, they stopped without hesitation.

On the one hand, it allows the exhausted horses to enjoy the food; on the other hand, everyone can take this opportunity to take a break and ask the staff of the post station to help prepare some dry food for backup.

In fact, the food reserves at this post were also very limited.