My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

The little girl's clear eyes stared at him, as if judging him. His inner weakness seemed to be reflected in those bright eyes at that moment.

Zhang Hao crouched down, his voice hoarse: "My precious daughter, if I could, I would also want to avenge my dearest friend. But our weapons are inferior; they could easily take our lives. If I were to act, none of us, including you, would survive. Do you understand?"

The little girl snorted, "I'm not afraid. So what if I die? At least I'll die honorably."

These words were quite spirited. After returning home, the little girl even proudly boasted to her mother that she was a brave person, unlike her father who was cowardly and weak, and didn't even dare to take revenge.

The little girl's mother watched her husband rush out again after bringing their daughter home, her heart filled with fear: "You can't say that about your father. He did it all to protect you! If it weren't for you, he would have gone to seek revenge long ago. And he did it so that more of his people could survive. Don't just look at the surface; you need to know that your father is actually very wise."

The little girl scoffed, "Wise what? He's just a complete idiot!"

The little girl spoke without reservation, especially when the entire tribe gathered, she publicly refuted her father's proposal.

“That’s not how it is, Dad! You have to understand, those people never intended for us to live from the beginning. They wanted to kill us all, but killing us all at once would attract attention, so they planned to lure us out and quietly get rid of us using various methods.”

The little girl's voice was loud and clear, and all the tribespeople present could hear it clearly.

Zhang Hao, enraged, snapped at his daughter, "Shut up! You can't talk nonsense at a time like this! If we don't move out now, we'll be stuck here forever waiting to die. Do you want to die here?"

The little girl tried to argue, but the other tribespeople told her to shut up, saying she was just an ignorant little girl who should be playing house and not getting involved in such a serious matter.

“Let’s move out. Times are always changing. Maybe we can have a completely new life after we move out. At least we won’t have to rely on hunting for a living anymore. We can have food without hunting, which is a wonderful thing for us,” a tribesman said loudly.

When they got home, the little girl saw her father packing his bags and said worriedly, "This shouldn't be happening! Dad, don't do anything foolish. Those people just want to trick us into leaving so they can kill us. Didn't you see those people from our clan who were killed after they moved away?"

“Shut up! What else can we do besides believe them and beg them to spare our lives?” Zhang Hao said with an unusually solemn expression.

“We can escape into the depths of the forest and keep running towards the forest,” the little girl said, looking at Zhang Hao with pleading eyes. “We can make a new home in a deserted place.”

Zhang Hao shook his head: "It's no use. Those outsiders have already taken over all rights to this land, and they even have a way to enter the forest. Look at the kind of vehicles they rode before, they're much faster than we can run. Do you think we can escape?"

“I just want the whole tribe to survive. If we go along with them, maybe they’ll have a change of heart, and then we can live,” Zhang Hao said, while tidying up his wife’s clothes.

The little girl cried, saying she didn't want to leave, but in the end, the entire tribe moved away.

They were resettled in a community converted from an abandoned factory. The conditions were basic, but at least it provided shelter from the wind and rain, and the entire tribe settled there.

The outsiders also arranged classrooms and required them to learn the local culture. Even the little girls had to go to school, and the adults had to learn to read and write and master the outsiders' language.

The little girl and her mother were placed in the girls' class, where they learned academic subjects; the men attended another class and occasionally went out to do manual labor. As the days went by, the people who had moved there began to fall ill one after another, and their symptoms varied.

The little girl only recently noticed something was wrong. She discovered that her mother had developed red rashes, her skin was starting to ulcerate, and she was experiencing abdominal pain at night—in short, various discomforts.

The little girl wanted to tell her father about her mother's condition, but the men's and women's areas were strictly separated, and the guards wouldn't let her out, even suspecting that she was trying to escape.

"I've never heard of such a disease. It must be an excuse you made up to escape. You people are so cunning. Wouldn't it be better to live peacefully here? Go back to your studies and stop causing trouble!"

The little girl, who was sent back, cried her heart out.

She said to her mother, "Mom, we're trapped here. How can we get out? Will we die here?"

The mother's face was deathly pale, her body was so thin that she was skin and bones, and her eyes were almost bulging out of their sockets.

“My dear daughter, don’t be afraid. Death isn’t scary. Just think of your mother as someone who’s just fallen asleep. By the way, you’re still young, you can sneak out. Remember,” her mother whispered in her ear, “you have to get out of here as soon as possible. The food and water here are probably poisoned, so don’t eat anything else.”

The little girl's eyes widened in disbelief: "Mommy."

"Don't worry about me, I'm dying." The mother said gently to her daughter, her breathing growing weaker and weaker until it finally stopped completely, and she closed her eyes forever.

The little girl burst into tears, and her heart-wrenching cries attracted the attention of the management staff.

Seeing this, the manager waved his whip to disperse the crowd: "What's going on? What happened now?"

"My mother has passed away. I told you before that she was sick and needed to see a doctor, but you wouldn't let her go out. Now, she's really gone, and it's all your fault. If you had let her go out to see a doctor, she wouldn't have died! Waaaaah!"

The sorrow and desolation infected every Aryan present, and they all wept. In fact, they had long been aware of the abnormality of their living conditions, but they had no means to resist and could only accept their fate.

This oppressive life continued, as they watched their companions die one by one from illness. They could only mourn silently in their hearts, not daring to show it too obviously, because they might die inexplicably at any moment. After all, it was extremely unusual for so many people to fall ill and die in succession; they had always been healthy and would not fall ill for no reason.

The little girl cried her heart out, but she couldn't move the soldiers stationed there. After giving them a few words of reprimand, they arranged for someone to handle the body.

As the people tried to take her mother's body away, the little girl, tears streaming down her face, stopped them, asking, "Where are you taking my mother?"

The cowboy, who had been stopped, said nonchalantly, "Your mother is dead. We're going to cremate her and scatter her ashes into the sea." (End of Chapter)