I transmigrated into a farming novel and started with a campervan.

Like the other children, she stood quietly to the side, listening to the adults chat.

Since the price of grain in the city hadn't gone up, people bought a little more.

The cart was full of food for more than a dozen people, so there was no room for Wang Yiyi and the other children, so they had to walk with the adults.

On the way, the adults were noticeably more relaxed, and Wang Yiyi was also infected by this mood, and began to appreciate the scenery along the way.

After leaving the city, we traveled along the official road for a while before turning onto a mountain road.

The mountain road was narrow, surrounded by green trees on both sides. Wang Yiyi silently calculated in her mind that the road was less than two meters wide.

On ordinary days, it is mainly used by people, and occasionally by oxcarts and handcarts. It is about half the width of the wide official road.

It seems she needs to get on the money-making agenda as soon as possible; this road needs to be repaired.

Her RV was three meters wide. Although the chassis had been modified, the road was surrounded by mountains on both sides, making it quite difficult to pass.

Having made up her mind, she then observed the terrain; this kind of forest was indeed suitable for an ambush.

She smiled silently; there were no zombies here.

Suddenly, her lips froze; she had indeed spotted a figure in the woods.

Judging from their appearance, they weren't ordinary passersby; it seemed like they had been waiting here on purpose.

She walked quickly to the cart, preparing to put all the grain on it into her spatial storage, but before she could get close, the group of people rushed over.

Surprisingly, it wasn't a group of robbers, but rather ordinary people just like them.

"Please, give us some food! We haven't eaten for three days, and the children can't take it anymore."

Dozens of people knelt down immediately. Wang Yiyi paused, and her vigilance decreased considerably.

Wang Dashan and the other villagers also changed from being wary to feeling sympathy.

The group exchanged glances, whispered a few words to each other, and finally nodded.

Wang Dashan walked over and helped the leader up: "Brother, we are from Hedong Village. You must have heard about the situation in the village. This is our life-saving food."

They added, "We'll each give you a pound of grain to cook some porridge for the children; we don't even have enough left over."

The man's eyes instantly reddened, and he knelt down again, kowtowing to the crowd: "We will never forget your great kindness."

The rest of the people, young and old, also kowtowed, repeatedly expressing their gratitude.

Wang Yiyi did not stop Wang Dashan's actions and stood silently to the side.

Wang Dashan lifted the straw covering the grain, found the sack containing his own grain, took out a weight from the side, and planned to weigh out twelve jin of grain first.

Wang Yiyi was originally looking at Wang Dashan when she suddenly sensed a gaze. She turned to look at the group of refugees, whose eyes held not only gratitude but also something else.

It was a greedy look in her eyes, the kind she had seen countless times in the apocalypse.

She immediately sensed the danger and quickly walked over, shouting, "Father!"

Wang Dashan's hand trembled at her shout. Just as he was about to ask her what was wrong, he saw the group of disaster victims rushing towards him.

The others realized what was happening and immediately gathered around, trying to push the cart away.

However, there were simply too many disaster victims. They worked together seamlessly, with the men pushing the victims aside and the women and elderly taking the lead in holding them back.

Soon, their cart was stolen.

When the fighting ended, the carts were long gone, and the group of refugees scattered and disappeared into the woods.

Wang Dashan collapsed to the ground; the food was gone, everything was ruined.

The others were in a similar state; everyone had bought quite a lot this time, and the children, seeing the adults like this, all burst into tears.

Wang Yiyi walked over and whispered a few words in Wang Dashan's ear: "The immortal told me that the grain will come back."

Just as the disaster victims rushed over, she stored all the food into her spatial storage, leaving the carts pushed away by the victims empty.

Wang Dashan's eyes lit up; he had no doubt about what he said.

He immediately regained his composure and said to the crowd, "The grain will definitely be returned. Let's go back first and see which village it is from, and then have the village head take us to seek justice."

Wang Yiyi looked at him in confusion. She could easily find an excuse to take out all the food, so why go through all this trouble, which might not even yield any results?

Wang Dashan gently shook his head at her.

He knew his daughter possessed extraordinary abilities, and he could consider it a divine gift, but others might not see it that way.

Food is important, but my daughter is more important.

Wang Yiyi quickly understood Wang Dashan's intention: he was protecting her.

Her eyes immediately welled up with tears, and she took Wang Dashan's hand in her own.

When the others heard Wang Dashan say this, they all stood up and said, "Yes, we must get our grain back."

A group of people walked quickly towards home, their anger palpable.

Wang Dashan deliberately led Wang Yiyi to the back, and when no one was paying attention to them, he whispered, "They didn't have any weapons, and they were just a group of old people, women and children. They should be from a nearby village. When we find that village, you can secretly ask the deity to put the grain back."

Wang Yi nodded and couldn't help but give Wang Dashan a thumbs up. This way, she could teach those people a lesson and avoid being suspected.

When news of the grain being looted reached the village, the entire village was in an uproar.

They could do nothing if bandits robbed their grain, they could do nothing if the people of Dayong robbed their grain, but if people from other villages robbed their grain, how pathetic would they be if they just swallowed their anger?

When the village head heard about this, he immediately gathered all the villagers together.

Everyone has relatives in other villages. By asking around, you can always find out the general situation.

Soon, a conclusion was reached: it should be Daliu Village.

To prevent them from going to the wrong place, the village head even took people to other villages to inquire, confirming that it was indeed Daliu Village.

Just after Wang Yiyi finished eating the pancakes that Li Shi had left for her at home, the village head rang the gong, calling on everyone to go to Daliu Village.

Wang Dashan told Li Shi what he was doing and then took Wang Yiyi out.

"Why did you take her with you? Aren't Big Head and Second Head enough?" Li shouted at the top of her lungs.

Wang Yi smiled sweetly: "Because I have divine protection. If I go, Dad and my brothers will definitely be safe and sound."

Li's face hardened: "Sanya, this is no joke. What if the immortals are dozing off? You're not allowed to go."

"Mom, I'm going now." Wang Yiyi said this and ran out the door.

Wang Dashan hurriedly followed and chased after them.

Watching the father and daughter walk away, Li was both angry and anxious. She could only shout at the top of her lungs, "You must protect our daughter. If she gets even a scratch, you and those two rascals won't be allowed to eat for three days."

When Wang Dashan and Wang Yiyi arrived at the village entrance, quite a few people had already gathered.

He led Wang Yiyi to Datou and the others. It was the first time these two boys had encountered something like this, and they weren't afraid, only excited. They had been waiting there for a while.