My whole family time-traveled! I became a god during my exile in a famine.

Chapter 8 Exile is not a vacation
Xin Nian nodded. "This old escort surnamed Zhang is in cahoots with the head escort Liang Guang. I guess he doesn't get along with that bearded man."

“After all, your maternal grandfather holds an important official position, and you have that backing. Liang Tou probably doesn’t want to offend the Xie family’s daughter.”

Xie Ninglan nodded, took her daughter's hand and returned to the group, giving Xin Wenyuan a hand gesture across the crowd to reassure him.

The guards kept urging the crowd to get up and set off, and the crowd erupted in another wail.

The old escort quietly approached Liang Guang and whispered, "Sir, the Minister's Mansion means they'll come over to deliver some things before leaving the official road tomorrow morning. It seems they care quite a bit about this girl."

Liang Guang glanced at him, and the old escort immediately understood. He smiled and leaned closer, pulling out a bulging package from his pocket and stuffing it into his hand.

Liang Guang weighed the item in his hand and was satisfied. "Tell them to be quick when they hand it over in private."

"I know," the old escort grinned. "But that guy with the shaggy beard is so impulsive, he just whips her without warning. If the whip had landed on Xie's daughter's head, it would have been terrible. He almost ruined everything just now..."

Mentioning the beard, Liang Guang's expression darkened slightly. "Have Xiao Jia keep an eye on him."

Old Jie almost nodded, "Don't worry, sir."

"Oh, by the way, those leaders of Dragon Tiger Stronghold must not be removed from their shackles. Send more men to keep a close watch on them, lest they escape."

These are all serious criminals; if they escape halfway through, none of them can bear the responsibility.

"Yes, my lord."

The whip lashed the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

The convicts were ordered to move like livestock, their shackles and chains rattling loudly. Each of them looked listless, swaying from side to side and complaining bitterly.

Xie Ninglan and her daughter changed into sheepskin shoes specially made by the Minister's Mansion and followed behind the crowd, whispering to each other, "Mother, I've more or less figured out the tricks of my supernatural ability. How's it going on your end?"

Before she transmigrated, her mother was a highly respected senior doctor at the Agricultural Research Institute, whose wood-type supernatural abilities were used specifically for cultivating new seeds.

Her mother graduated from an agricultural university, and her father worked in civil engineering and construction before the apocalypse. After the apocalypse broke out, none of the four members of their family had any superpowers at first.

At that time, her family was able to eat their fill thanks to her parents' agricultural and construction skills.

Subsequently, they gradually activated their physical abilities. Xie Ninglan's wood-type ability perfectly complemented her profession, and their lives naturally got better and better.

"After all that effort, this is all you've accomplished?" Xie Ninglan winked at her daughter with a pained expression, gesturing for her to look at her fingers.

Xin Nian's gaze shifted downwards, and she saw a small pink flower twirling between her mother's fingers, which made her chuckle.

"These fingertip flowers are quite beautiful," Xin Nian praised generously. "It's alright, it's like this at first, and I don't have much energy to draw upon. The natural energy here is abundant and rich, and once it fully integrates with this body, further cultivation shouldn't be difficult."

Xie Ninglan was not used to her body, which made her breathless after walking only a few steps. She complained in a low voice, "My physical condition is not good. I feel dizzy and out of breath after walking for half a morning."

“There’s nothing we can do. Noble ladies in ancient times were pampered and kept in seclusion from birth,” Xin Nian sighed. “We can only try to train them slowly. I’ll convert some more energy later and see if I can use my healing abilities to help you out.”

"You should focus on your own recovery first; there's no rush for Mom."

This can't be rushed. Now we just need to see how well my daughter can recover in a day.

Xie Ninglan has always had a mysterious confidence in the girl. She believes that as long as the girl can recover, the problem will be more than half solved!

"Reach the small post station on the outskirts of the capital before dark. If you are late, you will have to bear the consequences of sleeping in the wilderness." Several loud-voiced escorts shouted again, their voices clearly showing a hint of impatience.

"Look at you all, so pathetic! You haven't even fully left the official road area yet! You're all acting like you've lost your parents and are about to die!" "Let me tell you, once you leave the capital, the roads will only get harder and harder. The more remote and desolate the place, the more difficult the journey will be!"

"All of you, watch your skin! Keep up, keep up, hurry up! You, you little brat, are you asking for a beating? Dragging your feet and dawdling, watch out, my whip doesn't have eyes!"

Xie Ninglan and her daughter were tied to the same chain as the old lady, Xin Ruoyu, and Xin Mengxue. Listening to Xin Mengxue's intermittent crying, she couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

"What's this girl's name again? Why is she crying so much?" Doesn't crying take effort? Crying won't solve anything.

Xie Ninglan was completely baffled.

Xin Nian almost laughed. "She is the eldest daughter of my third uncle, Xin Wen'an, the fourth in line, named Xin Mengxue. Their third branch of the family only has two daughters. Besides her, my third uncle's family also has a fifth daughter born out of wedlock, named Xin Mengye."

"What about the one in front?"

“That’s the second wife’s daughter, the third sister Xin Ruoyu.” Xin Nian explained in a low voice, “My second uncle was a romantic. When my second uncle’s wife died in childbirth, he was so traumatized that he ran away from home.”

"According to my memory, my second uncle has been wandering the world for eighteen years and has never returned to the Duke's mansion. Therefore, my third sister has always been raised by the old lady and has a very good relationship with her."

"Uh..." Xie Ninglan was speechless, gritting her teeth and cursing, "What kind of lunatic is he? His wife risked her life to give birth to his child. And what does he do? He just abandons his daughter and runs away. Is he acting like a father?"

"And your father, judging from what your maternal grandmother said, he's probably not a good person either. On the day the house was raided, he was still fighting and arguing with his wife, and he even knocked me unconscious!!" Xie Ninglan said indignantly, "I think this whole Duke's mansion is full of lunatics."

Xin Nian was both amused and exasperated. "Why is that my dad? My dad is in front of us, walking and looking back at us as he goes."

“That’s true.” Xie Ninglan waved to Xin Wenyuan. “Your dad can’t be that unlucky guy. Our Lao Xin is much more reliable.”

"Sigh, I wonder if I can buy something on my way to the inn tonight. It would be great if I could buy a small pot to boil some water. We can't drink cold water every day, or our stomachs might not be able to handle it."

"Mom, don't let those silly little dramas mislead you. Exile isn't a vacation, and they're not going to buy you things! Dream on!"

"The water quality in ancient times must have been better than where we are now. We have to filter the groundwater we draw from multiple times using water purification tablets. It's definitely cleaner than the water resources after the apocalypse. At most, there might be some mayflies and animal feces in the water."

Xie Ninglan didn't want to talk anymore.

She really misses the large bottled water that the girl had stocked up on in her online space.

"This is just the beginning. Don't worry, it will only get worse from here on out."

Xie Ninglan: ...

Girl, shut up! I don't really like listening to you.

"Third sister." Xin Mengxue suddenly called out, turning to look at Xie Ninglan and her daughter, "Fourth aunt, please help me support third sister."

"What's going on?" Xie Ninglan dragged the chains forward a few steps and reached out to support Xin Ruoyu, who was leaning against Xin Mengxue.

I was startled when I touched her forehead.

She has a fever!

"It seems the wound on her back is infected." Xin Nian frowned.

(End of this chapter)