After evacuating the Hou Mansion, I fled famine with my pregnant belly

Chapter 675 Rescue 5
Jiang Huai was silent for a moment and patted the village chief on the shoulder.

"As long as people are alive, there is hope. Everything can start over again, and the court will not ignore you."

The village chief nodded, but still couldn't help sighing: "I hope so."

Just as I was thinking this, I heard a burst of hurried footsteps.

Immediately afterwards, An Si's agile figure landed at the entrance of the cave, his eyes flashing sharp light in the firelight.

"Master, the supplies have been delivered. They are just below the mountain. You must transport them all up the mountain."

"Bring people up first." Then Jiang Huai said to the village chief:

"Food, clothing and other supplies have been transported to the foot of the mountain. Can the village chief gather some people to help carry them?"

The carriages could only be transported to the foot of the mountain, and they could have moved everything up if they were alone. However, in order to reassure the villagers, Jiang Huai decided to let them join in.

"Good good!"

When the village chief heard this, the wrinkles on his face smoothed out a little under the light of the fire.

"Da Lang, Er Lang, quickly select some people and follow this general to the foot of the mountain to transport food."

"Okay, Dad!"

The other villagers also heard this, and the haze in their eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by new hope.

It is now evening and the rain has gradually stopped.

The young and strong men in the village followed An Yi and rushed all the way to the foot of the mountain. Although their trouser legs were covered with mud and they were shivering from the cold, they couldn't help but burst into tears when they saw several large trucks full of supplies.

They were saved.

An Si patted one of them on the shoulder and spoke to a carriage full of supplies.

"Here are the cold-weather clothes and quilts. You can move here."

Upon hearing this, the village chief's son stepped forward quickly, called upon the able-bodied men in the village, and using the shoulder poles and ropes they had cut from the road, they skillfully tied up the quilts and clothes.

Carrying the food on his shoulders, he headed up the mountain. An Si only carried the heavier food with his guards.

The group moved quickly, their figures moving back and forth in the forest.

Soon, they moved the supplies to the open space in front of the cave entrance.

The supplies were placed on the oil paper spread on the open ground.

The villagers who had been eagerly waiting looked at the piles of supplies. The village chief touched the piles of clothes with trembling hands, and tears rolled down his cheeks uncontrollably.

"We are saved. Our village is saved."

He turned his head and spoke to the villagers with a choked voice, his voice seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat.

The villagers got a definite answer, and the slight doubt in their hearts disappeared, replaced by full gratitude and peace of mind.

There was a woman who bowed to the sky, and then bowed to Jiang Huai and others.

"May God bless you, may the Bodhisattva bless you, thank you, General, thank you, General."

Then came another wave of thanks.

"It's getting late. Let's distribute the cold-weather clothing first. Then make some food."

The nights in the mountains are very cold, and it is easy to catch a cold, which can result in death if you are not careful.

When they heard about the distribution of supplies, the atmosphere instantly became lively. Even the children poked their heads out of the adults' arms and looked at the busy figures curiously.

"Don't worry, everyone has a share."

The guards distributed quilts and clothes while comforting the emotional villagers.

A thin young boy took the clothes assigned to him, his eyes slightly red, and murmured.

"Dad and Mom, it would be great if you could escape too."