Fu Yinong's mood was not affected by these words, even in front of Fu Xiaoxuan, she didn't mention a single word, Fu Xiaoxuan was still learning to read and write during the journey in the afternoon.

Fu Xiaoxuan had never been to a private school, let alone enlightened by anyone. It was not until Fu Yinong came back to life in this body that he embarked on the path of literacy.

Fu Yinong didn't expect him to go far on the road of studying, but just to prevent him from being blind.

However, Fu Xiaoxuan studied very seriously, and spent most of his time studying, learning to recognize characters, learn to read, learn to practice martial arts, and learn how to understand the world.
Influenced by Fu Xiaoxuan, the children in the team, big and small, did not give up their studies. No matter how hard the exile is, as long as they don't die, there is always hope.

Among the supplies given to Fu Yinong by the wife of the head of the Xu family in Guangbo Mansion, there are many books, all of which are suitable for children of Fu Xiaoxuan's age, which can be said to be very considerate.

While reading, Fu Xiaoxuan occasionally glanced at the scenery on the roadside from the car window. All the way down, he felt that the time was extremely fulfilling. When the team stopped, he realized that the time passed so quickly.

"Hey, mother, look quickly, isn't that the little boy we met in the woods?"

When Fu Xiaoxuan got out of the carriage, his eyes immediately caught sight of the familiar figure in gray rags by the side of the road.

Wu Xiaoliu was initially frightened by this group of ragged criminals and stopped by the side of the road, but when he saw the little boy getting off the carriage, his eyes lit up.

"How will you be here?"

Fu Xiaoxuan was surprised and couldn't help doubting this coincidence. You know, their exile team had to walk more than ten miles in one afternoon, and this little boy would go to the mountains and forests more than ten miles away to pick them. Mushrooms are so amazing.

Wu Xiaoliu pointed to the village behind him with a smile and said.

"That's where my home is."

Fu Xiaoxuan looked in the direction of his finger, his expression changed immediately, and he saw that there were graves one after another not far away. These graves were not one or two, but dozens of them, large and small. , are all new graves.

"Your home... is there?"

Fu Xiaoxuan pointed to those grave bags and asked with difficulty.

"Ah."

Wu Xiaoliu knew what Fu Xiaoxuan meant, he smiled and nodded.

Fu Xiaoxuan didn't know what to say for a while, it was too scary to live around the tombs, and those were all new tombs, which was even more terrifying, wasn't he afraid?

Just at this time, Liu Xiong came over with several officials and asked Wu Xiaoliu.

"Son, how far is the nearest village from here? Can you take us there?"

Wu Xiaoliu looked at Liu Xiong and the others who were wearing official uniforms in fear, stretched out his hand and pointed behind him, and said.

"There."

Liu Xiong looked up in the direction of his fingers, his brows furrowed.

"Child, you mean behind the grave?"

Wu Xiaoliu nodded, shook his head again, and said with a sad face.

"If my lord is looking for a place to rest, there is only one village nearby, but I'm afraid this village won't be able to live there either."

"why?"

Fu Xiaoxuan asked suspiciously.

"Because that village has been burned."

Wu Xiaoliu's voice trembled slightly, and the end of his eyes turned red because of his efforts to restrain his emotions.

Hearing this, Fu Xiaoxuan and Liu Xiong were startled, thinking of the dozens of new graves not far away, they seemed to understand something.

Fu Xiaoxuan didn't want to continue to sprinkle salt on the little boy's wound, so he didn't ask further.

Liu Xiong stood for a while, turned around and left with a heavy expression.

Fu Xiaoxuan didn't leave, he stood by the side and silently accompanied the little boy. After a while, Wu Xiaoliu regained his composure and smiled at Fu Xiaoxuan, he said.

"Thank you, thank you for giving me those mushrooms."

At this moment, Fu Xiaoxuan realized that there was a hint of sadness hidden in his eyes all the time, a feeling of sympathy suddenly rose in Fu Xiaoxuan's heart, but before Fu Xiaoxuan could say anything, the little boy said goodbye in a hurry.

Seeing his figure walking towards those grave bags, Fu Xiaoxuan turned around and ran towards Fu Yinong.

"mother!"

"what happened?"

Fu Yinong was keenly aware of Fu Xiaoxuan's emotions, and she looked up.

"mother"

Fu Xiaoxuan threw himself into Fu Yinong's arms, feeling the sense of security and happiness. After a while, he raised his head and told about the little boy just now.

After hearing this, Fu Yinong immediately understood that Fu Xiaoxuan was thinking of the days when the original owner was crazy, so she patted Fu Xiaoxuan's head and said.

"Why don't you send him something over there, it's your kindness."

"Mom, that's exactly what I thought too."

Only then did Fu Xiaoxuan laugh happily.

Fu Yinong didn't know who else was in the child's family, thinking that he was going so far away to pick mushrooms, and he must be in short supply, so he took some rice, white flour, potatoes, sweet potatoes, corn paste, bacon, buns, Snacks, brown sugar and other food, I also took a bag of salt and a small pot of oil and put them in a basket, explained to Liu Xiong, and took Fu Xiaoxuan towards the grave.

Xiao Rongjin watched Fu Yinong walk away with Fu Xiaoxuan carrying his things on his back, and he looked down at his legs again. The sadness in his eyes was like a thick ink that could not be melted away. Thinking of the miracle doctor Bai who had not heard from him for a long time, There was a flash of uneasiness in my heart.

Here, when Fu Yinong and Fu Xiaoxuan walked to a place not far from the grave, they saw a ruined wall in the distance, and there were large areas of dark houses left behind by the fire. The whole village looked like a The ink painting stained with ink is messy and desolate.

Fu Xiaoxuan was stunned. It turned out that the village he was talking about was burned, and the whole village was burned. He looked at the densely packed graves again, feeling unspeakable.

"Let's go."

Fu Yinong led Fu Xiaoxuan towards the depths of the graves, and when he got to the side of several graves, his surprised eyes widened.

"Why did you come here?"

Wu Xiaoliu, who was getting out of the grave, was also shocked. He looked up at the mother and son in front of him, and the panic in his eyes disappeared.

"I'm here to bring you something."

After Fu Xiaoxuan came back to his senses, he said softly.

Wu Xiaoliu crawled out of the grave very quickly, and then blocked the door, speaking in a panic and embarrassment.

"No, I, I. I have something to eat."

Fu Xiaoxuan looked suspiciously at Wu Xiaoliu, who was obviously lying. He didn't know why he refused. He obviously didn't have anything to eat, so why didn't he accept it?
Fu Yinong didn't care what he said, and directly took off the back basket and put it on the ground, saying in a gentle voice.

"Take it and eat it, you don't need to pay it back."

After finishing speaking, he directly pulled Fu Xiaoxuan away.

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