My spirit appeared on the road to exile, and I was treated as an ancestor.

Chapter 113 Gods Add Chicken Legs

The restaurant staff carried dozens of servings of roast duck rice into the trunk of the car, and then handed two more packaged servings to Gu Xingzhao.

"Miss Gu, these two orders include extra chicken legs."

The restaurant staff were worried that the paper might fall off, so they put it in a separate bag.

Gu Xingzhao took the bag, thanked the shop assistant, and then drove home. On the way, she checked the time and found that it was still early. She wondered if Lu Qing and the others were still on their way.

At this time, in ancient times, after a day of travel, the exiled caravan encountered refugees one after another, and Lu Qing frowned.

Seeing the old man's worried expression, Lu Zhou asked, "Father, what's wrong?"

The people around also looked over.

Lu Qing sighed, "We've encountered quite a few refugees on the road lately."

Lu Zhou and the others then realized that they had indeed encountered many refugees on their journey over the past few days. Lu Xingyan reacted the fastest, "Could it be a natural disaster?"

Lu Qing nodded. "It should be. The route from the capital to Huaibei passes through Qingjun. Going west from Qingjun, the land is arid year-round and yields no harvest."

Upon arriving in Huaibei, a region frequently plagued by floods, he would usually submit a memorial to the imperial court at this time of year to devise countermeasures, but he had no idea what the situation would be like this year.
Thinking of the suffering people, he couldn't help but sigh.

Those around him wanted to offer comfort, but didn't know how to begin. The old man was no longer in court, but he still cared about the affairs of the court and worried about the people being displaced.

But these weren't the only things that worried Lu Qing.

Du Hangwu and other officials remained vigilant. Although the refugees were pitiful, there had been many incidents of them robbing people on the road in recent years. Although no one would be stupid enough to stop the procession of exiles, what if someone was just that stupid?
Gu Xingzhao waited until the exiled group found a place to rest before sending the boxed lunch to the ancient times.

She delivered the two boxed lunches with chicken legs to him separately, saying, "Lu Qing, it's time to eat."

Since Lu Xingyao's arm had not yet healed, the task of distributing the food naturally fell to the other young members of the clan.

"Thank you, ancestors."

Lu Qing picked up the lunchbox and opened it. The aroma of the food was enticing, and it was still warm. The whole chicken leg looked very appetizing, but he couldn't help but think of those refugees and You Xian's words: "I wonder when the country will truly be peaceful and prosperous."

Hearing Lu Qing's worries, Gu Xingzhao realized that there were many refugees spending the night in the distance, including the elderly, women, and children. They dared not approach the exile procession, as the officers with knives looked fierce and menacing, and there were also vicious criminals in the procession.

Seeing Lu Qing eating the boxed lunch in his hand, he seemed to be feeling a little uncomfortable.

Gu Xingzhao wanted to cheer him up, but there was nothing he could do. These refugees were pitiful, but at this critical moment, it was difficult enough for them to protect themselves, so he couldn't just show them kindness.

She understood this, and she believed Lu Qing understood it as well.

Just as Gu Xingzhao was wondering whether to tell a joke to amuse the old man, he saw him grab a chicken leg from the lunchbox, take a big bite of the meat, and look completely satisfied. There was no trace of the worried look on the face of the Grand Secretary just now.

Gu Xingzhao: "." Just like a child, his emotions come and go quickly.

At this moment, Lu Xingyao was overjoyed to receive his lunchbox. It contained duck meat, vegetables, and even the rice smelled delicious. However, this happiness didn't last long before he saw his third uncle next to him gnawing on a chicken leg.
drumstick?

Where did this chicken leg come from?!

Lu Xingyao picked up his chopsticks and rummaged through the white rice, but couldn't find any chicken leg in the lunchbox. Could it be the old chicken leg that his third uncle had hidden away and hadn't been able to bear eating?

He smacked his lips and asked, "Third Uncle, where did you get this chicken leg?"

Even while eating a chicken leg, Lu Xingyan spoke slowly and deliberately, saying, "It's from the boxed lunch."

Lu Xingyao: "???"

Lu Xingyan was puzzled by his question. He glanced at his nephew's lunchbox and found that there were only a few pieces of duck meat and some vegetables. He raised an eyebrow slightly and asked, "Don't you have any chicken legs?"

His rhetorical question, which he already knew the answer to, was like a sharp arrow piercing Lu Xingyao's heart.

Lu Xingyao chuckled dryly twice, thinking that it must be because the boxed lunches were different, and perhaps someone else had chicken legs. It couldn't be that the ancestors were giving his third uncle special treatment, could it?
So he got up and looked around. First, he looked at his parents' boxed lunches, which were exactly the same as his own: a few pieces of duck meat and a few slices of vegetables.

The same thing happened at my second uncle and aunt's place; my younger sister, Lu Youtang, was growing up and didn't get any chicken legs either.

Lu Xingyao walked around while eating his boxed lunch, glancing frequently at the boxed lunches in their hands, before finally fixing his gaze on his grandfather.

Lu Qing placed the chicken bones he had finished gnawing on the lid of his lunchbox and continued eating.

Lu Qing: I have to say, the lunchbox sent by our ancestors is really delicious, especially the chicken leg meat, it's so tender and fragrant!

Seeing that he liked the food, Gu Xingzhao silently added the restaurant to his list. He would try the braised pork trotter rice next time, as he had heard that the braised pork trotter rice at this restaurant was the best.

She vaguely sensed someone looking in her direction. When she looked up, she saw Lu Xingyao standing right in front of her, staring intently at the chicken bone. His face was full of hurt, and he looked quite dejected, as if he had been abandoned.

Gu Xingzhao immediately realized that this troublesome kid had discovered that he had secretly given Lu Qing an extra chicken leg!
Seeing Lu Xingyao's injured appearance, she felt inexplicably guilty, as if she had been caught cheating.
However, this strange feeling of guilt quickly dissipated. Gu Xingzhao straightened his back. After all, the old man was getting on in years. What was wrong with adding a chicken leg?
Lu Xingyao felt utterly disheartened and aggrieved. It was normal for his grandfather, who was old, to have chicken legs to eat, but why did his third uncle also get one?
Noticing that Lu Xingyao's gaze was fixed on Lu Xingyan behind them, Gu Xingzhao was speechless.

She was perfectly justified; Lu Xingyan wasn't in good health, so what was wrong with giving him a chicken leg to help him recover?

However, Lu Xingyao couldn't hear Gu Xingzhao's words. He felt betrayed by his charming and great ancestor. His ancestor no longer cared for him and favored his old man and third uncle!
Seeing that the troubled child was almost heartbroken, Gu Xingzhao paused for a moment, rummaged in his pocket for a long time, and finally took out a game console that he usually used to pass the time playing Tetris. He took out a sticky note, wrote something on it, and personally stuffed it into Lu Xingyao's coat pocket.

Seeing Lu Xingyao walk away dejectedly with the lunchbox in his arms, Gu Xingzhao sat down beside him, feeling worried: "Sigh, having too many children is a problem. They're all my flesh and blood."

She took out her phone and posted on her WeChat Moments: "The troubles of families with multiple children: even the kids have to eat the same meals."

After finishing his meal, Lu Xingyao felt sad when he saw Lu Xingyan. He silently hid in a corner to heal his wounds. When he touched his pocket, he was stunned. He didn't remember having anything in his pocket.

Lu Xingyao reached into his hand and pulled out a palm-sized object with a few protruding parts on it, along with a note: "Here's something for you to play with to pass the time."

Lu Xingyao: "!!!" was his charming and powerful ancestor!
His heart felt warm, comfortable, and happy.

This is the first update. The second update will be coming soon, everyone go to sleep now~ Read it again when you wake up tomorrow~
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