Chapitre 119: Why don't you stink anymore, Zhang?

By the tenth day of fleeing the famine, it was already the end of September.

Gazing at the still crisply divided black and white sky, Nanzhi felt disheartened.

It was already deep autumn, so why was it still so hot?

Although it was cooler here compared to Lihua Village, in Nanzhi's memory, it should be pleasant and breezy at this time.

The sky gradually darkened, yet the mule cart ahead showed no sign of stopping, leaving Nanzhi somewhat perplexed.

Night had fallen, why hadn't Big Brother and Ercheng stopped to rest?

After walking for another quarter of an hour, Lin Yicheng finally rubbed his waist and stopped.

Seeing the mule cart ahead come to a halt, Nanzhi too uttered an 'aiyo' and jumped down from the cart shaft.

Shen Miaomiao inside the cart was also dizzy and groggy, and only when she felt the cessation of the cart's swaying did she unsteadily make her way down, carrying Shen Zhiyu.