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

Chapter 58 Glad
"Damn it, fight a couple more times!" Seeing the brutal scene unfolding before them, Sha Laoda and Pi Laoer, clutching their coarse rice cakes, quickly shrank back into the corner.

The bandits, who had initially harbored some designs on that pot of wild vegetable porridge, now deeply realized that they couldn't afford to offend them.

These two seemingly delicate girls are actually far more ferocious than a she-devil!

That little girl from the Chang family is so fierce when she hits people, it's unbearable to watch.

The old woman on the ground was being beaten by the little girl's two chubby fists, screaming in pain. You can imagine how miserable and tragic it must have been.

Chang Mianmian, having had her fill of fun, tossed her messy, unkempt hair and smiled at the dumbfounded Second Master Chang.

"I've wanted to hit your wife since I woke up the first day! I've tolerated her until now, why should I tolerate her any longer!"

Madam Chang held her rice bowl, her mouth slightly open, as if she didn't quite recognize her daughter.

However, her daughter had been mentally challenged and had never been normal since childhood. Now that she had regained her senses, her fierceness and ruthlessness seemed quite normal. Madam Chang was still trying to justify this in her mind.

Perhaps it was because she had lived such a stifling and bitter life before that the girl was fully awakened upon waking up and wanted revenge? Yes, that must be it.

"You!" Master Chang was so angry that he trembled. He wanted to rescue his wife, but he couldn't move his feet.

The rest of the Chang family members dared not approach, staring in utter terror at Chang Mianmian's sudden outburst, muttering to themselves, "Has the Third Miss's stupidity flared up again?"

Chang Mianmian slapped the Second Madam a few times with both hands, then asked with a smile, "Second Madam, will you come to see me again in the future?"

Madam Chang's face was swollen and she felt dizzy from the beating. Her eyes were filled with fear and despair as she looked at Chang Mianmian.

Upon hearing Chang Mianmian's question, he shook his head vigorously without even thinking.

As soon as Chang Mianmian raised her hand and loosened her grip, the Second Madam scrambled to the Second Master's feet and frantically clung to his leg, crying, "Master, Master, you must do justice for me!"

Xin Nian looked up at the sallow-faced Second Master Chang, "Are you going to stand up for her?"

For some reason, Master Chang immediately shook his head, shaking it desperately.

I always felt that if I shook my head too late, something terrible might happen.

Xin Nian asked slowly and deliberately, "So now, is there still a need for compensation?"

Compensation? What compensation could we possibly ask for? The Second Madam was beaten so badly by Chang Mianmian that even her own parents wouldn't recognize her.

Master Chang felt that if he dared to make any unreasonable demands, he would be asking for trouble!

He quickly shook his head and shouted at the group of bewildered Chang family members behind him:

"What are you all standing there for? Help Madam up! Let's go!"

Master Chang felt utterly humiliated!

I'm too ashamed to stay here any longer.

You can't out-argue or out-fight someone, so you can only go with the flow.

The Chang family members were humiliated and, supporting the crying and wailing Second Madam, slunk away.

They came and went so fast, probably in less than 15 minutes in total.

The second wife arrived looking beautiful, but left with a bruised and swollen face.

Compared to Old Master Chang, who obediently lay in the haystack, this couple was practically delivering vegetables to his door...

Xin Nian and Chang Mianmian went back, and the vegetable porridge hadn't cooled down yet. They took a sip to calm themselves down.

Having dealt with the Chang family, he felt refreshed. He figured this beating would keep those bastards from causing trouble in front of them for a while.

It's okay if they don't learn their lesson. We can teach them a lesson by beating them a few more times. They'll learn who they can mess with and who they should never associate with.

As usual, Xin Wenyuan brought his mother some food, and this time he scooped out as much shepherd's purse porridge as possible so that she could share some with the two children in the eldest son's family.

This is already the best I can do, out of respect for my mother.

With a large family in the Xin household, it was impossible for him to take care of everyone, let alone burden his own daughter for the sake of saving face.

It had rained all day, and the cave dwelling was a bit damp. If it weren't for Liu Yatou's foresight in having someone lay straw mats and cushions on the ground, it would definitely be uncomfortable to sit there now.

Holding the hot porridge, the old lady couldn't help but shed tears as she thought of the late Duke who had disappeared without a trace.

Upon seeing this, Xin Wenyuan quickly squatted down beside his mother to comfort her, "Mother, don't cry. If your tears fall into the porridge bowl, you'll just be wasting a bowl of good porridge. Xiao Liu cooked this porridge for a long time; it's fragrant and soft. Please drink it."

“I know it’s not easy for Xiao Liu. I think of your father, I don’t know where he is now, or if he can even have a bowl of hot porridge.”

Xin Wenyuan immediately advised, "There's no use in thinking so much. Only by taking good care of your health will you have a chance to meet your father in the future."

The old lady looked worried. "I don't know if I'll ever have the chance to reach the far north safely. I feel my health is deteriorating day by day. If this continues, I'll become a burden to you all sooner or later."

“Mother, what are you saying? Everyone gets old, unless they die young. Everyone grows old one day, so you have to adjust your mindset and face the future squarely. You can’t keep thinking about the bad things; thinking so much will only make you feel melancholy and depressed.”

Xin Wen'an glared at him angrily.

Do you know how to comfort people? If not, then shut up!

Xin Wen ignored his third brother's glare and continued nagging beside his mother, "Mom, we're not really at our wits' end yet. I think you're still in good health! You have to have confidence in yourself and never give up on yourself."

"Let's take advantage of the heavy rain these next few days and rest a bit. Once we get to Hengxian, we can definitely listen to Xiao Liu's arrangements."

The old lady took a sip of porridge, somewhat puzzled by her youngest son's words.

What does it mean to go to Hengxian and listen to Xiao Liu's arrangements?

What can Xiao Liu arrange? He still has to listen to the escorts.

Although Xiao Liu is very capable...

Thinking of this, the old lady couldn't help but feel worried. "Wen Yuan, you don't understand. Don't be fooled by the fact that these escorts seem afraid of Liu Yatou now. Once they get to Heng County, they will definitely send troops to suppress her. If Liu Yatou doesn't cooperate properly then, she'll be in big trouble."

Xin Wenyuan chuckled, "Mother, you don't need to worry about Xiao Liu. The person in this world who can make your granddaughter suffer has not yet been born."

"Don't worry about this and that all the time. You can't possibly worry about all these trivial things. The most important thing for you right now is to adjust your mindset, eat well, sleep well, and get healthy so you can go on your journey with us. This family can't do without your mother, so please don't overthink things, okay?"

The old lady held the bowl of porridge and nodded, her eyes showing a hint of relief.

I feel that my youngest son has changed a lot these past few days. Since being exiled, he seems to have become much more reliable.

Although he's still a bit reckless, at least now he can take charge and act like the head of the fourth branch of the family.

The old lady still finds it somewhat miraculous that she was able to drag the entire orphaned mother and son back from the rain unharmed.

Her youngest son is starting to make something of himself, and thinking of this, she couldn't help but tear up again.

This was probably the most comforting thing on the road to exile.

(End of this chapter)