Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

Chapter 390 What’s your luck?

Xiuying's eyes deepened, a look of deep thought in them, and she slowly said, "His speech and behavior don't sound like someone who has fled famine. Instead, his behavior is more like that of a well-trained servant of a eunuch's family."

Her voice was soft, but firm, as if she had sensed something unusual.

Wang Dali followed Zhui Ying silently, like an agile cat, with light footsteps. He was extremely careful with every step, fearing that even the slightest noise would attract the attention of those ahead.

But how could he be a match for Zhuiying? Zhuiying seemed to be strolling leisurely, but in reality he was constantly on guard. He soon became aware of the subtle presence of someone following him, and he couldn't help but sneer inwardly, secretly mocking the stalker's clumsy tactics.

Zhuiying hurried back to the courtyard and entered Fusu's room without hesitation. As soon as he entered, he said solemnly, "Master, Xiuying may have doubts about our identities."

Fusu half-leaned on the bed. Upon hearing this, his brows furrowed slightly, a trace of worry flashing across his face. He slowly said, "It seems that woman is indeed extraordinary. Not only did she detoxify the coral snake so easily, but even though we were dressed so shabbily, she still suspected us. Her insight and acumen are unlike those of an ordinary village woman."

After saying that, Fusu sighed softly and looked out the window with deep eyes.

"So what should we do next?" Zhuiying said anxiously, his tone filled with irritation. "I don't want to stay in Futian Village any longer!"

He paced back and forth in the room, his brows furrowed, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. Somehow, he always felt uneasy in Futian Village, especially in front of the Ma family.

Fusu sat on the bed, slightly closing his eyes. After thinking for a moment, he slowly opened them. "She doesn't know our identities yet, so don't panic. For now, the best strategy is to remain constant in the face of change. We will continue to act according to the original plan and try to keep a low profile and not reveal any more flaws."

Zhuiying stopped and looked at Fusu. The anxiety on his face eased a little, but his eyes still revealed uneasiness: "But Master, what if she really finds out something..."

Fusu interrupted him: "Don't worry too much, just adapt to the situation."

"Oh, I forgot to tell you." Fusu's expression was full of worry, and his tone was low and helpless. "The Ma family may chase me away. Then you can stay."

After Fusu finished speaking, he looked at Zhuiying thoughtfully with a complicated look, as if he was considering something.

When Zhuiying heard this, his eyes widened and he said anxiously: "Master, how can I stay here alone! What will you do? I will advance and retreat with you and will never stay alone!" His face was full of determination and loyalty. He didn't want to stay here, and he didn't want to leave his master.

"You don't have to go through thick and thin with me this time. I will pardon you." Fusu said with a serious expression and a firm tone.

Just as Fusu finished speaking, there was a sudden knock on the door. "Aying, is Asu still awake?"

Fusu responded, "I'm not asleep yet. Uncle Ma, come in."

As the door was pushed open, Ma Ergun and his wife Wang Fuping walked in. Wang Fuping was holding a heavy bag in her hand, which seemed to be full of things, pressing her arms down slightly.

Ma Ergun had a look of embarrassment on his face, while Wang Fuping had a complicated expression, as if he had something difficult to say.

Fusu looked puzzled and asked, "Uncle Ma, Aunt Ma, is there anything wrong so late?" His eyes swept back and forth between Ma Ergun and Wang Fuping.

Ma Ergun and Wang Fuping pushed each other for a moment, and finally Ma Ergun took a deep breath and spoke with difficulty: "Brother Asu, our family is not rich. The world is difficult now, and food is very scarce. We really have no choice. We are willing but unable to do so. You should find another family that can take you in."

As Ma Ergun spoke, his face was full of guilt and helplessness. He didn't dare look Fusu in the eye, but just lowered his head, and his voice became lower and lower.

When Zhuiying heard what Ma Ergun said, he was immediately furious. Just as he was about to argue, he was glared back at by Fusu.

Fusu's eyes were full of warnings and prohibitions. His gaze was like a sharp sword, which silenced Zhuiying instantly.

"I understand. Thank you, Uncle Ma, for taking me in these two days." Fusu said with a smile and bowed solemnly.

Ma Ergun and Wang Fuping had been worried, thinking Ah Su would refuse to leave, and their hearts had been in turmoil before they arrived. But they hadn't expected things to go so smoothly, which was far beyond their expectations.

Wang Fuping was stunned at first, then he quickly placed the black noodles in the bag on Fusu's bed. With a smile on his face and a hint of guilt, he said, "Little brother, there are ten kilograms of black noodles in here. Take them with you for your journey. It's not easy on this journey, so at least it can satisfy your hunger."

Fusu looked indifferent. He only glanced at the bag of black noodles and said calmly, "There's no need for black noodles."

Wang Fuping's face lit up with anxiety when he heard this. He wanted to persuade him again, but he quickly said, "Little brother, this won't work! After all, these ten pounds of black flour cooked into a paste and mixed with some wild vegetables is enough to eat for two months."

Seeing this, Ma Ergun quickly nudged Wang Fuping with his elbow, frowned slightly, and signaled her with his eyes not to say anything more.

After receiving Ma Ergun's hint, Wang Fuping had to shut up even though he was unwilling. However, his face still showed an expression of embarrassment and reluctance.

He really didn't know the benefits of having a dark face when he was young. He regretted it when he was hungry.

Ma Ergun looked a little embarrassed, rubbing his hands and saying, "Then we won't disturb your rest." After that, he turned his head and looked at Zhuiying beside him. There was a hint of rejection in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Aying, come out for a moment. Your aunt and I have something to tell you."

"Oh." Zhuiying was slightly startled, responded, and then obediently walked out with Ma Ergun and his wife.

"Uncle Ergun, Aunt Fuping, what's the matter?" Zhuiying was full of doubts and couldn't help but ask.

Ma Ergun's face was filled with excitement. He patted Zhuiying's shoulder happily and said loudly, "Young man, you are lucky!"

Zhuiying was getting more and more confused, his brows furrowed, and he asked blankly, "What kind of luck are you talking about?"

Tian Fuping looked at Zhuiying's confused expression and couldn't help but smile and said, "Romance!"

As she spoke, she covered her mouth and laughed, her eyes full of amusement.

"What?"

When Zhuiying heard this, he was so shocked that he almost jumped up...