Saving System: Calm Down, My Fleeing Host!

Chapter 325 - 317: Scene Reenactment 1

Chu Qianyun returned home with an excited yet anxious heart to discuss with his family.

He also informed Luo Yuan about the changes in Yuan Yang City. Despite his reluctance, he knew if they wanted to follow him to Taoyuan Village, the truth couldn’t be hidden, and it’s better to know the truth sooner to be mentally prepared.

The stubborn young man’s eyes were red, tears welled up in his eyes, his ears buzzed, his mind blank, as he clenched his fists tightly, letting his nails dig into his palms.

How could this happen, how could this happen, aren’t father, mother, grandfather, and second uncle there anymore?

Was his home gone?

All the past flashed by like a fleeting cloud in his mind and disappeared, his chest felt like a large stone was blocking it, making it difficult to breathe.

It wasn’t until someone from behind pushed him that he staggered back to some sense of reality.

"Hurry up at the front, or do you want to be whipped?" someone complained.

Chu Qianyun apologized to the person on behalf of Luo Yuan, pulled the young man to quicken his pace, and tried to advise him earnestly for a long time, basically dragging him along, but judging from his appearance, it seemed he didn’t listen to a single word.

"Cousin, cousin, did aunt and uncle also have an accident?" Xu Chengyao blinked his round eyes and asked worriedly.

The familiar crisp voice sounded beside his ear, and a little warmth was transmitted from the hand holding his.

Luo Yuan only then turned his stiff neck, held back the tears about to burst out, and slowly spoke in a hoarse voice, "Yes, maybe cousin, like you, has become an orphan, and from now on, there’s only us depending on each other."

His voice was filled with endless sorrow and grief, losing all reliance at once, leaving this rebellious teenage boy with no reason left to rebel.

Knowing cousin’s family also had an accident, the two little ones exchanged a glance, sensibly saying nothing, each holding one of Luo Yuan’s hands and silently following the team.

Similar scenes of family separation, divided by life and death, played out all the time.

Disasters are a painful blow to everyone, witnessing their family members leave one by one from the beginning of escape, yet powerless.

Chu Qianyun clenched Lady Yuan’s hand tightly, knowing that letting the living live strongly was the most important.

...

Back then, when Han Yi received a personal letter from his master, he hurriedly left early, while Old Sir Bai and his wife couldn’t endure the hunger and cold and eventually didn’t make it through. By the time Bai Qian and his brothers finished handling the elders’ afterlife affairs, half a month had passed before they reached Yuan Yang City.

Because Han Yi left a Hidden Guard to escort them, they didn’t enter the city upon exchanging information but spent an extra three or four days bypassing the county town and went directly to Taoyuan Village.

Cheng Xiaoxiao was very happy to receive the news and personally went to Taoyuan Village to meet the Bai Family.

Because of this change, the Bai Family had already let go of their Aristocratic Family burden and quickly accepted the suggestion to join the 132th Regiment.

However, the process remained unchanged and wouldn’t be altered for anyone.

Seeing Cheng Xiaoxiao, Bai Qiuyi was the happiest, yet he was also the most vexed.

Their journey was arduous and exhausting; they never expected that the former young lady was still radiant and thriving, turning into a decisive presence in the entire group.

The originally eager heart became timid and reluctant to reveal itself.

Especially after meeting the handsome and elegant Zhou Yanlan, he felt inferior and wished he had never harbored any thoughts.

Speaking of Mr. Zhou, Cheng Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth; only now did she realize that Yanlan’s name wasn’t Yanlan but Zhou Yanlan.

She felt a bit awkward and slightly annoyed, as he never corrected others when they called him wrongly, enjoying watching them make fools of themselves, was it fun?

If it weren’t for him saving her multiple times, she wouldn’t bother with the effort to please him.

As for the other person, who was usually reticent, ever since he took charge of guarding that heart’s door, rarely did anything make it flutter with emotion.

Often like a dead pond without waves.

Only recently had there been some breakdowns...

The reason... difficult to express.

For Cheng Xiaoxiao, aside from this embarrassing matter, the rest of the time facing this unapproachable ice block, she’s always thinking of ways to counter him, or else she’d anger herself to death.

Scene One:

"Young Master Zhou, it’s time for dinner."

She said as she served a meal that still looked quite sumptuous right now.

Knowing the other person wasn’t big on words, she initiated the conversation herself, "How about it, does the food suit your taste?"

"It’s okay!"

Zhou Yanlan replied with two words, expressionless, continuing to eat elegantly.

The person began to feel annoyed.

"How is ’okay’ okay? Comment a bit, so I can make improvements."

Proud inside... she made this meal herself, no one else has this honor.

"No need."

"It’s fine, just speak the truth."

The person inside started to complain silently, this person doesn’t know how to chat, do they?

Can’t just throw in a few compliments!

Zhou Yanlan raised his eyes and glanced at the person across from him, seemingly confirming something.

Soon, a leisurely voice was heard, "The rice is too soft, the bean sprouts are too sour, the dried fish didn’t have enough salt, retaining a bit of fishy taste, and the soup lacks oil, feeling bland."

The person blinked their big eyes, their face resembling a palette overturned with colorful expressions.

This... where did this late-stage ’straight male cancer’ come from?

Can’t he talk, can’t he talk?

The person forgot that originally, people shouldn’t speak while eating or talk while resting, having good manners, she insisted on asking for comments and ended up making herself very upset.

Even if the taste was a bit off, there’s no need to be so blunt, she really did feed her kindness to a donkey’s liver.

Cheng Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling annoyed, if she doesn’t turn things around, how can she mix?

Things have changed, now she’s not the weak and pitiful village girl she used to be.

Her agile eyes turned, her mouth hooked into a mischievous smile.

Then, the tone suddenly changed, becoming innocent and harmless, even carrying a bit of silly naivety, as she hesitated like she thought of something, embarrassedly speaking.

"Oh my, is there a fishy smell? Is there? Maybe it’s because I just used the toilet and forgot, to, wash, my, hands..."

The words ’forgot to wash my hands’ dragged on particularly long, raising her eyebrow while showcasing her ten little claws in front of her eyes.

The person dining opposite, his face froze, the food in his mouth neither swallowed nor spat out.

"I won’t disturb Young Master Zhou’s meal then, I’ll definitely wash my scented hands well next time."

Hahaha!

The person walked out of the tent and, after covering some distance, couldn’t help bursting into laughter.

Let this fool not recognize good things, let him disdain, let’s see if he can still eat, pampered brat!

Humph!

At the dining table, Zhou Yanlan forced down a mouthful of food, upon hearing Miss Cheng’s unrestrained laughter, he realized his words might have been unpleasant, angering the girl on purpose.

But he still lost appetite for eating.

Clearly, she asked him to speak honestly, yet she’s upset about it, really just a little girl.

Scene Two:

Cheng Xiaoxiao is inside a relatively wide underground venue, which has already been dug out to a space of forty or fifty square meters.