The Transmigrated Farm Girl Has a Cheat Code

Chapter 134 Snowy Road

After Quan Wenxue finished altering the clothes, Fu Bo took Lin Yan and Li Zhongwei to the county town, waiting to set off together the next morning.

Because I left in a hurry, I didn't even say goodbye to my father.

Lin Yu watched quietly from the study window as the carriage left home.

……

The next day, before dawn, the Fu family got to work, loading the prepared food, medicine, and cotton-padded clothes onto the cart.

Lin Yan changed into the men's clothing that Quan Wenxue had altered for her, draped a cloak over her shoulders, and covered herself completely with a hood. Without lifting the hood and looking closely, it was indeed impossible to tell her gender; she looked more like a young master from some noble family.

"Lin Yan, you and Doctor Li share a carriage!" Fu Bo instructed. They didn't bring many carriages this time, only two.

One car carried Lin Yan and Li Zhongwei, while the other carried Fu Bo and various shopkeepers who had come to provide disaster relief.

Because there was a lot of snow on the road, making travel difficult, the convoy was streamlined as much as possible.

Once they got on the road, everyone realized just how difficult it was. There was a lot of snow on the road, and the snow was thick and muddy, so the convoy moved very slowly.

Further north, after entering Jinning Prefecture, it started snowing again. The wind and snow were fierce, and those traveling outside were freezing cold, with nowhere to take shelter on the main road.

Fu Bo immediately dismantled the items destined for the disaster area and had the drivers cover themselves with blankets to block the wind. The convoy couldn't stop on the road; they had to find a place to stay first, otherwise the temperature would drop even lower at night.

Fu Bo knocked on the carriage Lin Yan was sitting in.

"Dr. Li, Lin Yan, I've brought you two hand warmers and blankets, so you won't get cold!"

Lin Yan lifted the curtain and took it inside to give to Li Zhongwei. Li Zhongwei was getting old and was indeed very afraid of the cold. He wrapped it around himself as soon as he got it.

Lin Yan asked Fu Bo, "How much longer until we reach the next stop?"

"The innkeeper who gave us directions said there was a temple not far ahead. Let's hold out for another hour and rest there tonight."

Lin Yan nodded and urged Fu Bo, "You should go back too, it's cold outside!"

Fu Bo responded and quickly returned to his carriage. There were four people in his carriage, and it was actually warmer with more people.

Lin Yan turned to look at Li Zhongwei, who was huddled beside her, wrapped in a quilt and holding a hand warmer.

Lin Yan handed him another hand warmer. "Master, this is for you too."

Li Zhongwei shook his head. "This is for you. Take it. It's too cold in this weather."

"I'm not cold," Lin Yan said, and stuffed the hand warmer into his arms.

Li Zhongwei looked at her and saw that her complexion was indeed rosy, unlike him, whose whole body was trembling with goosebumps.

"You're in great health!" Li Zhongwei teased.

Lin Yan smiled and said, "It's because you're getting old; young people are in better health."

"Humph."

……

After walking for another hour, the group finally saw a temple ahead. It was neither too big nor too small, and they could see two main halls, one in front and one in back.

The driver went up and knocked on the door, calling for a while before a monk came and opened it.

Upon seeing so many people outside, who didn't seem to be refugees, the monk asked, "What are you all doing here?"

The servant said, "We are on our way to Wutai County for disaster relief, but the snowstorm is too heavy, so we would like to stay at the temple for the night."

The monk hesitated for a moment.

They have already taken in quite a few people, and some of the monks in the temple have started to complain because they have to share their living quarters and food, and they don't even have enough to eat themselves.

"There are a lot of refugees gathered in this temple, so you'll have to squeeze in."

The servant was taken aback, then went to ask Fu Bo for his opinion. Fu Bo went down and asked the monks if they could have a room to themselves, without needing to be provided with food.

The monk chanted a Buddhist prayer and then opened the gate to invite the people in.

Once everyone entered the main hall, they realized just how many people were crammed into the temple.

The spacious hall was filled with people of all ages, most of whom looked haggard and tired, huddled together in twos and threes for warmth, indicating that the temple's supplies were not plentiful.

Fu Bo spoke with the abbot for a while and decided to leave some of the food behind to prevent these people from going hungry.

When the abbot heard that these people were going to Wutai County for disaster relief, he repeatedly said, "Excellent, excellent."

The monk resettled the refugees and gave them two rooms in the monks' quarters.

However, with more than fifty people, it was clearly not enough for them to sleep in; it was just a place that could block out the wind and make do with resting there.

Lin Yan couldn't be alone in a room, so she squeezed in with Fu Bo and the others. Only after she took off her cloak did the relief crowd notice that there was a little girl in the carriage.

"Fu Bo, why did you bring a maid with you?" a shopkeeper in the same carriage as Fu Bo questioned.

"That's true, there's even a girl here. This isn't a sightseeing trip."

Fu Bo remained expressionless and didn't mention his relationship with Lin Yan, simply saying, "This is Doctor Li's apprentice."

"Uh." Everyone fell silent. This girl was actually a doctor.

This time, we'll rely on this miracle doctor to solve the epidemic, so let's not say anything too much and offend his apprentice.

"Lin Yan, why don't you take a nap first? I'll keep watch over you."

There was only one bed in the room, and everyone else was sitting on the floor. Lin Yan shook her head and said, "Master, go to sleep."

Li Zhongwei did not refuse; he was indeed exhausted. Although he hadn't done any physical labor, the car ride was tiring.

Lin Yan sat on the floor, leaning against the bed.

There were only two charcoal braziers burning in the house, which they had brought themselves.

Fu Bo distributed the rations he had brought to everyone, then sat down next to Lin Yan and handed her a sesame seed cake.

He explained, "Let's make do with something to fill our stomachs first. I've asked someone to borrow the temple's kitchen. We'll have something hot to eat later."

"We haven't even reached our destination yet, and they're already exhausted on the way. We still have a horse-drawn carriage. It's hard to imagine how those refugees managed to walk to Yun'an."

Lin Yan said softly, "The will to survive can unleash a person's potential."

As the two were talking, Lin Yan suddenly put her index finger to her lips, signaling him to be quiet.

"You parked the truck loaded with grain at the gate?"

Fu Bo paused for a moment, then replied, "Yes. There are a lot of people in this temple, and I was afraid it would get lost, so I left it at the entrance."

"Someone is moving." Lin Yan stood up, put on her cloak, and opened the door.

Fu Bo quickly got up and followed, cursing, "Who is it! At least you should wait until night to steal! We're still awake!"

Some people were leaning against the wall, dozing off, but Lin Yan was jolted awake by the cold wind as soon as she opened the door.

"Who is it?! I'm freezing to death!"

Outside the door, a man in brown clothes was carrying grain and handing it to the people below.

"What are you doing!" Fu Bo shouted.

The two men were startled and quickly dropped their belongings and ran away.

Fu Bo didn't chase after them; everyone came out to see what was happening after hearing the noise.

"Fu Bo, what's going on?" Wu Xing asked. This man was a manager of the Wang family, and he had come along for disaster relief.

Lin Yan had met one of the Wang family's managers, though he was older. The Wang family mainly dealt in fabrics, and they were the ones who provided the cotton-padded clothes and bedding this time.

Besides them, there are the Huang family and the Ding family. Except for Manager Huang, who often travels to Jinning Prefecture for business and is quite familiar with the roads.

The rest of the people were mostly young. Oh, except for Li Zhongwei.

“Someone is secretly moving the grain,” Fu Bo explained.