The Lucky Farmgirl

Wei Chen said, "Who cares about the carriage now, escape is the priority."

Daji also said, "Forget about the carriage, Silang, you first check our current position, then we find a way back."

Zhou Silang could only agree, and after wandering for a while, they finally found a street corner. Zhou Silang ran against the crowd to check the streets outside and found the people there in chaos as well. More and more were squeezing into the alley. He peered outside, glanced at a few shops he remembered, and roughly determined their location.

Then he went back and led the group hiding in the alley in the right direction.

Zhou Silang was unfamiliar with the roads, and some alleyways were dead ends. They had no choice but to take the main street for a while before they slipped into smaller streets to disperse.

On the way, everyone they met was rushing home to save their own lives.

It took them about two hours to take a detour back to Kangxue Street. By then, it was past lunchtime, everyone famished, so upon returning to the small courtyard, they were so tired they didn’t want to move.

Manbao, pale as a sheet, plopped down on a stool, looking even worse than the elder Mr. Zhuang.

Zhou Lijun looked at her worriedly, "Girl, did you get a stitch in your side from running?"

Manbao nodded, "I ran too fast earlier."

Zhou Silang immediately went to the kitchen to pour her a bowl of hot water, "Should we call a doctor?"