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When Liu's father came back, the others had already quietly eaten the steamed buns after being fed by Xiaolu.

This time, no white flour buns and milk were brought out. There were too many people around and Xiaomei was there, so they just drank the beverage and mineral water in the water bag. Xiaolu also quickly stuffed a steamed bun for grandpa.

"Grandpa, hurry up and eat secretly. If you want to drink water, drink from my kettle. When your kettle runs out of water, I'll fill it for you."

When Liu Caiyun gave Xiaomei steamed buns, Xiaomei looked unconvinced, as she had also eaten corn steamed buns yesterday.

In fact, it was the corn steamed buns that Xiaolu had collected from the supermarket before. Seeing that she could eat the steamed buns again today, Xiaomei was a little hesitant to reach out for it.

Liu Caiyun broke off half of it and gave it to her. "Xiaomei, eat it quickly. We have to hurry on our way after we finish it. Don't worry, your second aunt went to the city and secretly bought a lot of it yesterday. It's enough for us to eat, but don't let others know. We will keep it for ourselves and eat it slowly, okay?"

"I see!"

Xiaomei obediently nodded her head to show that she understood, then took the steamed bread with both hands and started eating.

After eating, she drank a few sips of the sweet water. Sometimes she wondered if it was because she had eaten too well recently. Many times, after drinking water after eating, she felt that the water was sweet.

It was not until she drank sweet water frequently that she realized it was sugar water. She had drunk sugar water before, but it was so long ago that she had almost forgotten it.

After everyone in Hujia Village had packed up, the village chief Hu asked Boss Hu to arrange the formation according to the strategy they had discussed previously, and line up in turn to head towards Dahuan Mountain.

The group of people from Hujia Village walked towards the valley in an orderly manner under the gaze of others.

There were four men carrying various tools at the front, middle and back of the team. They looked around from time to time and pretended to be trying to find out the situation around them.

The sunlight shines through the sparse clouds and onto the winding mountain road, adding a sense of solemnity and hope to this unusual journey.

Boss Hu walked at the front of the team. His eyes were firm and sharp. He looked back from time to time to check on the villagers' status and make sure everyone could keep up with the pace of the team.

"Everyone, be careful with your steps. The mountain road is rugged. Safety comes first."

Boss Hu's voice echoed through the valley, reminding every villager.

The children looked around curiously, full of excitement and anticipation for this adventure; the old people leaned on crutches that they had made in advance with wooden sticks, their steps were slow but steady, and there was a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

Liu Caixia and her group were still walking at the end of the team, but this time there were four more young men following them.

It made them feel that it was not easy at all, but they finally became members of a team.

It’s not like when I first came to this era, feeling lost and at a loss as to where to go.

Since they are here, they should make the best of it. Since they have the opportunity to live again, they must seize it. As long as they are with the people they care about, anywhere is home.

Liu Caixia and Liu Caiyun each carried a backpack, and they said the baskets were filled with food, clothes and the only two quilts in the house.

Quilts were a rare commodity in those days. Even if people were fleeing during a severe drought, families who had quilts would take them with them.

In fact, there were only some sweet potatoes and millet flour in it, not much in quantity. It was the food for Xiaomei's family after she came.

Before, the only food they sold to the outside world was sweet potatoes, and even when they went to the city they didn’t buy much. Clothes and quilts took up a larger area.

Xiaolu and Liu's father and mother each carried a bag, which was made of gray sheets in imitation of the bags made by people of that era, and could carry some emergency items in it.

Xiao Lu packed some candies and chocolates for each of them, and rewrapped them with oil paper from that era when she had nothing to do. There were also some copper coins to avoid losing them, and to keep them alive.

There were three water bags, one carried by Liu's father, one by Xiaolu, and one by Liu Caiyun. When the villagers needed to cook, Liu Caixia would use the water in her and Liu's father's water bags.

Xiaolu’s water bag is the water that everyone drinks.

After the cooking water is used up, they will definitely have to find a way to find water when they go up the mountain.

If there is no water, there is no way to cook. The purpose of going into the mountains is to find wild fruits to replenish water when there is no water.

As the team went deeper into Dahuan Mountain, the surrounding scenery gradually became strange and mysterious.

In the dense forest, the sound of birds singing can be heard one after another, and occasionally you can see a few small animals passing by.

Village chief Hu walked in the middle of the team, talking with the villagers from time to time, encouraging everyone to maintain confidence, while also silently thinking about the next plan in his mind.

It took the group about half an hour to reach the center of the valley, where there was a road.

There was no road in the world, but as more people walked on it, it became a road. It was probably created by the hunters before.

Now you can still clearly see a small path in the weeds where one person can enter and exit.

The four men with tools in the team were the village carpenter Uncle Hu Er, blacksmith Uncle Hu San, hunter Uncle Hu Si, and herbalist Uncle Hu Wu.

They each perform their duties and are always alert to possible dangers around them.

Uncle Hu was holding an axe and was responsible for clearing obstacles on the road; Uncle Hu was carrying his hammer and knife, ready to repair damaged tools at any time; Uncle Hu was carrying the only bow and arrow in the village and was responsible for guarding against the wild beasts around; and Uncle Hu was carrying a medicine basket filled with various herbs in case of emergency.

At the front, the team of four was cleverly divided into two rows.

The two people in the front, holding tools, were carefully digging while clearing the path, while the two people in the back, although not holding anything special, were also waving sickles to remove the weeds on both sides.

In this way, the slightly wider road provides convenience for those traveling later.

Although the trees along the way are not thick at first sight and even seem a little malnourished, that may be due to the shrinkage and dehydration caused by continuous high temperatures and long drought.

They rely on the last bit of water in the mountains to stay alive and avoid dying.

After walking through the woods for more than an hour, when the team arrived at a relatively flat depression, Village Chief Hu decisively asked everyone to stop and rest, and summoned the cook to prepare the first meal of the day.

"Let's take a break first, get something to eat, and then continue on our way. The climate in the mountains has become much cooler," he said.

Liu's father and mother also joined in the cooking. They collected firewood and found stones to build two simple small stoves.

People from every household took out their kettles and poured water and whole grains, etc., into two iron pots. They were all brought out by each household, and they cooked whatever was available.

After a while, the air was filled with the aroma of food, adding a touch of warmth and joy to this originally arduous journey.

The little kids in the village gathered around the two big pots and stared at them from the moment the food was put in.