Traveling to ancient times, with space

Chapter 38 Old Man Luo

"Then you can at least pour me some of that water from before!" The old man shoved the gourd into Su Yue's hand again, turning his back to her. "Little girl, fill it up a bit more, we're all on the same side now."

"Go away, go away, go stand over there. This is all you have for the day, you old geezer. You're too greedy. Look at how much this little cart can hold, it's enough for you to drink." Su Yue was extremely irritated by the heat. If it weren't for this old geezer, she could have gone into her spatial dimension to cool off right now.

This awful weather is unbearably hot.

The old man, not wanting to make a fool of himself, swiftly flew up to the tree he had just been standing on, retrieved a package, flew down, took out a book from the package and gave it to Su Yue, then used the package as a pillow and lay down to sleep.

Su Yue glanced at it, realizing it wasn't the kind she wanted, so she threw the book directly into the wooden box and started to doze off.

Once the sun wasn't so hot anymore, Su Yue kicked the old man on the ground, "You old geezer, are you coming or not?"

The old man was sleeping soundly, dreaming of eating chicken legs, when he was suddenly kicked awake. He sat up and saw it was this little brat.

"Ouch! You've kicked this old man so badly he can't move anymore. Quickly help this old man onto the cart to sit for a while."

Su Yue could tell at a glance that the old man was faking it, and she couldn't be bothered to watch his performance. She knew exactly how hard she was kicking.

"Old Mule, you're here. Still sleeping. Look how lazy you've become every day."

Upon hearing Su Yue's call, the mule in the distance quickly ran over, its head reaching out to harness the cart itself.

"Hey, little girl, who is Lao Luo? If it's Lao Luo, then who am I? How can a beast be called Lao Luo? No, you'd better get it a different one right now." The old man stopped pretending to be in pain and kept chattering around Su Yue.

"Well, it's a mule. What else should we call it but an old mule? You old geezer, you're even bothering with it."

"No way, it can't be called Lao Luo!" The old man's face puffed up with anger at Su Yue.

"Hey, tell me why we can't call it an old mule, what's the reason behind it? If you can't explain it, it'll be called an old mule from now on." Su Yue deliberately teased the old man.

The old man saw that Su Yue had packed up the cart and was about to leave. He plopped himself down on the cart and then looked back at Su Yue, as if afraid that this brat would kick him off.

"If it doesn't work, it doesn't work. Hurry up and find another one." The old man wouldn't tell this young girl that his surname was Luo, otherwise she would definitely laugh at him.

I'm an old man, how can I let a little girl make fun of me? That's absolutely unacceptable.

The two sat on the cart, arguing and bickering the whole way.

They only stopped walking on the sparsely populated path and onto the main road.

There were probably too many people fleeing famine, as the official road was full of people walking everywhere.

Perhaps because they had been away from the famine for a long time, most people carried small bundles and walked with their heads down. Some would pull a cart together with a few other people, but it was rare to see any animals pulling the cart.

Su Yue's mule-drawn cart made her a wealthy household in the eyes of everyone on this road.

There were also many people who were so hungry that they looked pale and thin, rummaging through the woods on both sides of the official road looking for food.

After walking for a short while, someone boldly stepped forward, stopped the cart, and reached out to ask for food.

Su Yue had plenty of food in her space, but she wasn't stupid. If she took out the food to distribute at this time, it would be tantamount to courting death.

Once this door is opened, these people will tear Su Yue and the old man apart.

Old Luo originally thought that Mao Yatou was too young to be able to watch this, and was afraid that the girl would make a mistake.

"Please give me some food! I haven't eaten for days! Please give me some food!" A middle-aged man in tattered clothes, carrying a larger bundle than others, still reached out for food.

Su Yue wasn't about to let him get away with it. She pulled out the large iron ladle from the cart and pointed it at the middle-aged man, saying, "Get out of my way, or my ladle won't have eyes."

Old Luo was stunned by Su Yue's imposing presence. If you didn't see her small frame, you could easily fool people just by hearing her voice.

The man who stopped the cart hesitated for a moment, but ultimately became afraid of the large iron ladle in Su Yue's hand and stepped aside, only able to watch the cart leave with resentment.

Many people were also watching; if Su Yue had dared to give that person some food, they would have all rushed forward to snatch it.

Su Yue told the mule to keep going without stopping, and if anyone dared to rush up and try to steal it, she was prepared to hit that person with an iron spoon.

"Young lady, you're quite intimidating, not bad, not bad." Old Luo praised Su Yue.

Su Yue had no choice but to stop and stand on the cart to see what was happening when the road ahead was blocked by more than a dozen men, women, and children.

In the middle of a group of more than a dozen people, a boy of about ten years old was lying on the ground. Although the sun was not as hot as at noon, lying on the ground that had been baking in the sun all day would still be scorching hot.

The boy lying on the ground had a pale face and not a drop of sweat on his forehead. The people surrounding him were sweating profusely with anxiety, but they didn't know what to do.

An old woman was so anxious she was about to cry. She asked the person next to her, "Old man, please think of something! This is our eldest grandson!" Then she touched her mouth and saw that her hands were covered in blood. She realized that her lips were cracked from dryness.

The old man, who had been called to a stop, couldn't think of any other solution. He sat down weakly on the ground and sighed, "What can I do? There isn't a single doctor on this road, and we don't have a drop of water left. What can I do?"

He covered his face and wept as he spoke. This was his eldest son and grandson! His eldest son had died at the hands of bandits while protecting the whole family as they fled, and now his eldest grandson was about to be lost as well. He felt so sorry for his eldest son!

"Old man, look at that child on the ground, isn't he suffering from heatstroke?" Su Yue tugged at Old Luo and pointed to the little boy who was surrounded in front of them.

Old Luo was looking at the children who were surrounded when he wasn't paying attention and Su Yue pulled him up, almost causing him to fall off the cart.

What did this little girl eat to grow up so strong? I really misjudged her. No wonder she dared to travel alone on this famine escape route; she's got some skills after all.

"Hey, hey, hey, little girl, let go! If you throw me off the cart again, it won't be something that can be solved with a jug of grape juice."

Upon hearing this, Su Yue realized that this old geezer only cared about her things, so she immediately let go and put the person back on the cart.

"Alright. You can just sit and watch! You're not getting any money out of me." Su Yue clapped her hands, got off the cart, and squeezed into the crowd.

Old Luo, who was following behind, squeezed in and said, "Young lady, who's trying to scam you? Wait for me."

As soon as the two of them squeezed in, they saw that the child on the ground was barely breathing.

Those who had been pushed aside were all family members and relatives of the boy on the ground. Seeing that there were still people watching the commotion at this point, they became furious and raised their fists to punch the two men.