Heavenly Blessed Baby: Fleeing Famine, Busy to Prosper!-Chapter 133: Will They Freeze to Death?

When the two people walked closer, it was revealed to be an old man with a seven or eight-year-old child.

Their clothes were clearly very thin, and their lips were blue and purple from the cold, shivering continuously.

The old man walked up to Qi Quanjin, who was standing at the front, and instead of kneeling, he bowed, with the child beside him mimicking the bow.

The old man spoke with a trembling voice, "Sorry to bother you. I wanted to ask if my little grandson could warm himself by your fire. I won’t follow."

Not kneeling immediately was certainly not moral coercion, and only requesting to warm the child by the fire put Qi Quanjin in a difficult position.

Rejecting would seem too heartless.

But if he agreed, surely others would follow and beg the same.

Qi Quanjin couldn’t decide for a moment and instinctively looked at his wife.

Though everyone listens to him now, he actually listens more to his wife.

There’s no choice as his wife’s methods are numerous!

Yi Meng was also in a dilemma.

As a mother of four children, Yi Meng’s heart softened seeing the child cold like that.

But as for agreeing...

She couldn’t do it.

She didn’t want to be like Sir Dongguo.

The women looked at the child with compassion but all pursed their lips and stayed silent.

They had gone through a lot together, especially after confronting the wolves with the villagers, their hearts were even more united.

Even villagers who had lived together for years could disregard their life and death, so what was there for them to be soft-hearted about?

Seeing these people silent, the old man sighed and said, "I know I’m putting you in a tough spot. Then, can we hide from the wind next to the empty space beside you, is that okay?"

This old man indeed has good perception.

Qi Quanjin didn’t refuse this time, nodded, and signaled that they could go to the empty space beside them.

The carriage and hurdles can only block the wind for these people, going outside wouldn’t block much of the cold wind. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

The old man gratefully bowed and led his grandson to the corner by the wall to sit down.

The closest to them were the Qi Family.

Though the Qi Family was the main force in the group, they allowed the spot with the least wind for the other three families.

However, the other three families also understood, making it a silent agreement to let the elderly and children in the group take shelter inside, with the adults warming themselves in colder spots.

Wang Daya, who didn’t have to mind her two children for the moment, saw the grandfather and grandson stop less than a meter away from them, the old man brushed away the snow on the ground and let the grandson squat there, while he squatted outside, shielding him.

The fire they could warm by wasn’t much, but because the fire was burned fiercely, it gave a minimal sense of warmth.

Some from the other groups had more members and teamed up to rekindle another fire pit.

Those with fewer people couldn’t light fires, nor reach the groups with more people, so they imitated the grandfather-grandson duo and came over.

But no one stepped forward to ask for refuge; instead, they silently stopped outside the duo, brushed aside the snow, and squatted side by side.

The wind and snow were too strong; the temperature dropped even further.

Evidently, not only those not warming themselves by the fire but even Qi Quanjin’s group felt chilly backs.

"Mom..."

Wang Daya couldn’t bear it in the end, approached her mother-in-law, and spoke softly, "That grandfather and grandson are only wearing thin clothes, the two of them are almost freezing. Shouldn’t we..."

Mrs. Qi glanced over. It was a bit far, she couldn’t see clearly but didn’t make a sound.

If she offered help now, what about the others?

She wasn’t old and foolish, naturally wouldn’t soften her heart at such times.

Wang Daya saw her mother-in-law was firm and knew it wouldn’t work, sighed, and returned to her spot.

Yi Meng leaned against Qi Quanjin, also talking about those people.

"Brother Jin, could they freeze to death?"

Yi Meng had already guessed the answer, but she still asked hoping for a different response.

Qi Quanjin pressed his lips for a long time without speaking.

No answer was the clearest response.

Yi Meng sighed, looked again at her daughter huddled in her mother-in-law’s embrace, thought for a while, and then went over.

Qi Manman gazed at her mother sitting beside her, sniffled, and asked, "Mom, are you cold? Manbao will warm your hands!"

As she spoke, she was about to reach out with her little chubby hands.

Mrs. Qi hurriedly held her down, whispered: "Why reach out? What if you freeze?"

Yi Meng quickly said, "Mom is not cold. Manbao, just stay obediently in grandmother’s arms."

Only then did Qi Manman quietly nestle back into her grandmother’s arms, though her big eyes remained fixed on her mother.

At this moment, Yi Meng didn’t know how to begin, asking for a child’s opinion was somewhat embarrassing.

It was Qi Manman who tilted her head and proactively asked, "Mom, do you want to help that little brother?"

Yi Meng saw her daughter ask so straightforwardly and simply nodded: "Yes, that little brother looks cold, so I wanted to ask Manbao if there’s any way to help him."

Qi Manman couldn’t resist, trying to scratch her face.

But her hand was pinned by grandmother, couldn’t get out, she then rubbed her face against the blanket to relieve the itch, finally said: "Then secretly give him a bowl of warm water!"

She just drank water mixed with sugar, which although spicy and not very pleasant, made her body warm and comfortable after drinking.

Yi Meng understood.

Her daughter was not opposed to helping others!

"Manbao, didn’t you just say you wouldn’t help them?"

Yi Meng inquired further.

Qi Manman sniffed, replied defiantly, "Manbao said not to help those bad people! That little brother didn’t come over, he doesn’t count."

"Manbao, thank you." Yi Meng figured it out.

Her daughter was venting for her but didn’t lump everyone together.

Having made up her mind, Yi Meng looked towards her mother-in-law.

Mrs. Qi seemed to be resting with her eyes closed but wasn’t really asleep, naturally having heard the conversation between mother and daughter.

Seeing Yi Meng not speaking now, Mrs. Qi opened her eyes and indeed spotted her fourth daughter-in-law looking at her.

The old lady immediately put on a stern face, snappishly said, "What are you looking at? Does my face have hot water?"

That was consent.

Yi Meng chuckled, "Mom, I knew your heart was the softest."

"Hmph! A bunch of debt collectors!"

Mrs. Qi snorted, closed her eyes again.

Her heart wasn’t made of stone, could she feel nothing watching that child freeze so much?

Besides, wasn’t she soft-hearted? Would she otherwise care so much about the little girl they found like a prized treasure?

Every single one of them actually thought her old lady was stone-hearted!