"Oh my goodness, how did she faint? Quick, go get Doctor Qin!"
Someone shouted and rushed outside.
Others also hurriedly helped.
The person was carried into the house, and the village chief's family brought a bowl of cool water.
Qi Manman hugged her own grandfather's neck and whispered in his ear, "Grandpa, why did he fall asleep? It's not even dark yet."
"Manbao, he fainted. He's a refugee, and he suffered a lot when he came here. Now hearing about having to flee again, he couldn't take it and fainted."
Qi Zheng didn't try to deceive the child due to her young age, instead, he seriously explained and couldn't help but sigh at the end.
Even they, who have never experienced famine, feel they can't handle it, let alone people like the two Chen Erqiao families who've been through it once.
At that time, they were lucky to encounter the kind-hearted people of Yongping Village. But if our whole village has to flee, what if we don't have that kind of luck?
