Famine and Chaos: Weaving Cloth in Exile to Escape the War

Yang Erniu had just finished fumigating with mugwort and ironing his clothes with mugwort, and had sprinkled quicklime in every corner, when he heard his father urgently calling his name from inside the house.

His heart skipped a beat, and he rushed to his father's door: "Dad, what's wrong? Are you feeling really unwell?"

Yang Dawang said quickly through the door, "Erniu! Go and invite Madam Shen! I reckon... our whole family has probably been infected with this disease!"

"What?!" Yang Erniu felt a buzzing in his head, thinking that his father was starting to talk nonsense. "Dad, aren't you in the observation period? Madam Shen said that it would take three to five days to see if we were sick. You've only had one day. Besides, we're all fine. We didn't have a high fever or blisters. How come we're all sick?"

At this point, Yang Erniu immediately realized something and asked, "Wait, Dad, do you have a high fever? Or have you developed blisters?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Go tell Madam Shen that I have a high fever and blisters all over my body! Tell Madam Shen to come quickly! I have something to tell her!"

"Dad, are you really sick?" Yang Erniu felt his legs go weak and he almost couldn't stand up.

"Yes, you should go find Madam Shen quickly."

"Okay...okay! Father, hang in there! I'll go find Madam Shen right now!"

As Yang Erniu spoke, he dared not hesitate any longer. He turned around and staggered out of the courtyard gate, almost rolling and crawling. He plunged into the dark snowy night and began to run wildly towards the Jingzhichun thatched hut.

The other members of the Yang family in the house also heard Yang Dawang's words and hurriedly gathered in front of Yang Dawang's door.

Grandma Yang's legs started to feel weak, and she could barely walk. She had to be supported by Gao Xiuqin to stand up.

"Old man...you, you really have a high fever and that thing is coming out? Don't scare me!"

"Father, is it true?" Gao Xiuqin asked nervously, her face pale.

The remaining members of the Yang family stared nervously at the closed door, not daring to breathe, waiting for Yang Dawang's answer.

They all still held a sliver of hope, wishing that Yang Dawang had misread or was talking nonsense.

Inside the door, Yang Dawang listened to his wife's words outside and sighed heavily.

He knew his family wouldn't be able to accept the news anytime soon, but keeping it from them wasn't a solution either.

"Don't just stand outside!" Yang Dawang steadied his voice, trying to make it sound stronger. "What's the panic? Go into the main house first and close the door. What's meant to be will be. We'll find out what's going on when Madam Shen arrives."

As Yang Dawang finished speaking, the faint glimmer of hope in the others' hearts gradually faded away.

Knowing that Yang Dawang was ill, everyone's faces were filled with fear.

Fortunately, the lady of the Shen family said she had medicinal herbs that could cure the illness.

For a moment, everyone felt a little more relaxed.

Grandma Yang wiped away her tears, and could only comfort her, "Alright, alright, we'll listen to you, old man. Don't do anything rash. There will be hope when Madam Shen arrives. She has medicine, she has medicine. Don't be afraid, everyone."

"Yes, yes, Mother is right. Mother Shen has medicine, so we are not afraid."

For a time, this was the only way the Yang family could console themselves.

Just as Jing Zhichun had changed into a new set of protective clothing and was about to move the tent and the two children into the house, she heard a series of footsteps coming towards her.

Who would come to her place in the middle of the night?

Jing Zhichun immediately became alert, quickly pulled out the pistol from his pocket, and walked to the tent, listening to the footsteps coming from afar.

Soon, the footsteps grew closer and closer, and then she heard Yang Erniu's voice.

"Madam Shen... Madam Shen, something terrible has happened! Help!"

Knowing it was Yang Erniu, Jing Zhichun immediately relaxed her guard, raised her leg to block the front of the tent, and took a few steps forward.

When Jing Zhichun was still ten meters away from Yang Erniu, he immediately spoke up to stop him: "Brother Erniu, I just killed a lot of rats here. Don't run any further. Just stop there."

At such a distance, and with the sky still dark, Yang Erniu's protective suit wouldn't be so conspicuous unless he got close enough to look closely.

Upon hearing Jing Zhichun's words, Yang Erniu stopped in his tracks, panting heavily. He stammered, "Madam Shen! My father... my father... he said he has a high fever! He... he has blisters all over his body! He wants you to go see him quickly! He... he thinks our whole family... has caught it!"

Jing Zhichun was shocked to hear this. Only one day had passed, and Yang Dawang had already shown symptoms, which meant that Yang Dawang had already contracted the plague.

If there were no obvious symptoms before, then it was in the incubation period.

So, five days ago, she, Xiaoman, and the two children had all eaten at the Yang family's house...

Just thinking about this made Kyoto Haru break out in a cold sweat.

The worst-case scenario has indeed occurred.

They were all infected, but they didn't have any obvious symptoms.

Calming herself down, Jing Zhichun said to Yang Erniu, who was not far away, "Brother Erniu, you go home first. I'll settle the two children down and then go to your house to see your father."

Upon receiving Jing Zhichun's reply, Yang Erniu nodded hurriedly, "Okay, okay!"

He had barely agreed when he glanced at the sky and quickly added, "Madam Shen, why don't you come with me? I'll wait until you've settled the children. It's so dark; it might not be safe for you to walk alone at night."

Jing Zhichun had already turned around to pack her things, but upon hearing this, she paused. "Brother Erniu, have you forgotten? I can even kill a female ghost, so why would I be afraid of this ordinary night road? Don't worry, I'm alone, I'll be fine."

The word "female ghost" reminded Yang Erniu of the time when Jing Zhichun killed the female ghost in the forest, and he couldn't help but shudder.

Yes, Madam Shen can kill even such an evil person without hesitation; her methods and courage are far beyond those of ordinary people.

His own worries seem unnecessary.

"Yes... I was confused." Yang Erniu scratched his head sheepishly. "Then, Madam Shen, please be careful. I... I'll go back and wait for you."

"Okay, go ahead. I'll be there soon." Kyoto Haru said no more, turned around and began to prepare briskly.

Yang Erniu then turned around and plunged back into the snowstorm, running towards home.

Kyoto Haru walked to the place where her belongings had been burned, squatted down, and stared blankly at the sky.

She can't go to the Yang family yet because the thatched hut is not safe for living.

She had to wait until the thatched hut was habitable and she could move her two children into it and settle them in before she could go to the Yang family's house.

After waiting for half an hour, when it was almost time, Jing Zhichun disinfected herself again, then took off her protective suit and burned it.

After doing all that, she walked to the tent and found that Xiaoman and the baby were already asleep.

She went back into the thatched hut and smelled it again. The smell of disinfectant had almost faded, and it had been two hours since the thatched hut was disinfected, so it was safe to live in now.

Immediately afterwards, she bought a new set of protective clothing from the system, put it on, and carried the tent and the two children into the hut.

The bed planks in the hut are gone now.

From now on, they will have to live in tents for the time being.

Fortunately, this tent was big enough for the mother and her two children to stay in.

Moreover, there is more than enough space on the ground of the hut to put the tent.

After covering the two children with blankets, Jing Zhichun immediately bought a basket from the system, intending to use it to carry the things to be delivered to the Yang family later.

Next came the medicinal materials for treating the plague.

However, just as Jing Zhichun was scrolling through the trading system panel, a few large characters suddenly caught her attention.

Portable storage space: 10 cubic meters

Price: 10000 coins

Below is a line of smaller print explaining that it is an independent spacetime storage unit, accessible by consciousness, and permanently bound.

Kyoto Haru was so stunned she stopped breathing.

This……

Is this the legendary portable space?