My whole family time-traveled! I became a god during my exile in a famine.

Chapter 144 Sudden Aurora
It's perfectly normal for Boss Sha and Boss Pi to leave on their own.

Chang Mianmian whispered, "Tch, trying to pull off something big? With only eleven people, they might not even know how they died."

Xin Nian didn't take it seriously either, "Ignore them, let them be."

As they were talking, a shout came from the crowd ahead.

Everyone looked up in the direction of the sound and saw a bright, dazzling light suddenly appear on the horizon.

"It's getting light!" someone screamed and cheered.

Ahead of their group, many refugees stopped and stared intently at the horizon where the aurora appeared.

The elderly people in the car also lifted the curtains and looked up at the sky with delighted expressions.

"Father, Father, look! Isn't it almost dawn? The night is about to end!"

"Hurry up and get there. I feel terrible all over. Being stuck in the dark all day is driving me crazy."

"Don't stare," Xin Nian suddenly warned coldly.

"Take good care of your eyes."

Xin Wenyuan also shouted loudly, "This kind of aurora is most likely to damage your eyes, even more so than the polar night. Everyone lower your heads and protect your eyes."

Everyone was startled and lowered their heads and closed their eyes. Xin Mengye, who was looking out from behind the carriage curtain, was so shocked that her hand trembled and she quickly slammed the curtain shut.

"Great, it's dawn!"

"It's dawn!"

"The night is over, and we can go back to normal..."

Before the man could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his eyes. He rubbed his eyes and then screamed, "My eyes hurt so much! What's wrong with me? I can't see anything!"

At the same time, Han Zhao and the others heard screams and cries of horror coming from all around them.

"Dad, why is your eye bleeding?"

"Oh, am I bleeding?"

"Close your eyes, Dad!"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, my eyes hurt, they hurt so much, it feels like being pricked with needles. Where's the doctor? Please find me a doctor quickly."

About fifteen minutes later, the light on the horizon suddenly disappeared completely.

As if the aurora had never appeared, the world sank back into complete darkness.

Chang Mianmian and Xin Nian dismounted one after the other.

Xin Wenyuan landed as well and called out to the crowd, "There's some chaos ahead; the road must be blocked. Let's rest here, mainly to let the cattle and horses rest."

"Xiao Jialiangzi, Xiao Zhang, take some men and go get some grass nearby. We'll feed the livestock some hay and water later."

"It's Fourth Master." The young men who were called out scattered and began harvesting wild grass.

The same thing has been happening for the past few days. As soon as we stop to rest, the first thing we do is feed and water the cattle and horses.

If it weren't for the thought of the cattle and horses being too tired, Xin Nian could have ordered everyone to keep traveling and only rest once a day.

But now Niannian cares more for cattle and horses than for people.

These are all the belongings she has now, and she must take good care of them.

As soon as the word "rest" was mentioned, everyone in the carriage got off in a flurry.

Several coachmen skillfully loosened the shafts of the oxen and horses, letting them rest by the roadside. They treated them like royalty, feeding them, brushing their fur, and trimming their hooves, showing them great care.

The group filed to one side of the road, sitting huddled together in a row, eating and drinking.

Some young men quickly laid out straw mats and lay down to sleep.

The young women and wives fared well along the way, as they generally had rides. The young men, however, were the most tired and worked the hardest, taking turns riding horses and mostly running.

Chang Yaozong's cries and shouts were no quieter than the others.

Everyone around was complaining of eye pain and needing to see a doctor for treatment, but Chang Yaozong was the only one who kept raving about wanting to eat sweet and sour pork knuckle, pastries from some shop, and stir-fried chestnuts, and so on and so forth.

Changping was so annoyed by his son that he slapped him on the head and yelled, "What are you eating for? You're just a debt collector!"

"We don't have the means at home right now, so you can eat wherever you like."

Chang Yaozong burst into tears, his cries shaking the heavens and the earth.

Aunt An hugged her son and sobbed softly, "Master, why are you yelling at the child? He doesn't understand these things."

“My son, it’s all my fault for not being able to get you out of Madam’s belly. Otherwise, you could have gone to eat delicious food with Madam and your elder sister.”

Chang Yaozong punched and kicked in his aunt's arms, shouting angrily, "I don't care, I want to eat now! Make them make me some, make me some! I'm so hungry, so hungry!"

Chang Yaozong's screams were louder than those who cried out that their eyes hurt.

Because it was right in their group, many people moved to the side, away from the ear-piercing screams.

The piercing, demonic voice only stopped abruptly when Chang Mianmian stepped forward menacingly with her whip in hand.

"You little beast, I've been too lenient with you. Try shouting it again and see what happens? I'll kill you."

Seeing Chang Mianmian rushing over with a whip in one hand and a fierce look on her face, Aunt An screamed in fright and quickly raised her hand to cover her son's mouth.

"Chang Ping, you piece of trash, do you even know how to raise a son? If you don't, then get the hell out of the team's range and stay far away from us!" Chang Mianmian unleashed a torrent of furious words.

"Don't let this little brat wail and ruin everyone's mood. Let me tell you, your aunt has limited patience. If I have to listen to him cry one more time, I'll snap his neck right now!"

"You bitch, how dare you yell at me!" Chang Yaozong shoved his aunt's hand away, pointed at Chang Mianmian, and cursed, "You're just an idiot, what right do you have to lecture me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chang Mianmian, in a fit of rage, grabbed his collar and slapped him twice across the face.

"You little bastard, I've put up with you for too long! I'm going to fucking kill you right now."

Seeing the fierce glint in Chang Mianmian's eyes, Third Master Chang Ping's heart skipped a beat. He rushed forward, scrambling to grab his son, shouting, "Mianmian, what are you doing? He's your own brother! You, you, let him go! He's just a child!"

"Tch, kiss my ass. My mother only gave birth to one daughter, he's no big deal."

"Who isn't a little temperamental?" Chang Mianmian grabbed Chang Yaozong's fragile neck with one hand, her ferocity erupting.

Aunt An screamed and rushed forward to hug Chang Mianmian's legs, tears streaming down her face. "Third Miss, Third Miss, please, please let my son go. Zong'er will never make a fuss again, I promise, I swear!"

Seeing the silly child trembling and drooling as she held him, Chang Mianmian instantly flung him away in disgust.

Chang Yaozong was as fat as a ball, and his weight was not light at all.

It hit Chang Ping and nearly broke his arm.

"Changping, this is my last warning to you. If you second, third, or fourth wives of the Chang family don't want to stay, get out of here immediately. Nobody wants to keep you here. If you want to stay, shut up and stop chattering. Especially keep an eye on your brat, or there won't be a next time."

Chang Yaozong was truly frightened, shrinking into Chang Ping's arms and sobbing.

Chang Ping's face was extremely pale.

Throughout the entire process, his daughter always addressed him as "Changpingping" and didn't take him, her father, seriously at all.