He started by killing his abusive father, and from then on, he embarked on the road to wealth.

Chapter 75 The strong winds continue, and the temperature drops sharply.

If Meng Fuqing knew Meng Linlang's resentment, he would probably laugh out loud.

Perhaps Meng Linlang was fine in her precognitive dream, but she was now blinded by this unexpected blessing, only knowing how glorious she was in the dream. Her mind was too immature, so her focus shifted, and she put all her thoughts on comparing herself with Meng Fuqing, thus losing herself in this self-righteous competition.

If she can realize this and pick herself up again, there might still be room for change. If she doesn't realize it, the only outcome will be that she will be trapped in a deep fog, unable to extricate herself.

Although Meng Fuqing could see things clearly, he had no obligation to guide her.

As dawn broke, another day of fleeing began.

While driving, Meng Fuqing checked the growth of the plants she had planted in the space.

Since escaping, she has never tended to the land in the space again, yet she can always sense the growth of every plant and tree in the space. The trees she planted in the backyard have already grown to a meter tall.

She had previously tried experimenting with two peach trees in the backyard. One of the trees was stimulated to grow every three days using her supernatural abilities. Although she hadn't experimented with it many times, that tree had grown much taller than the other one.

I believe it won't be long before we can enjoy the products grown in this space.

As his consciousness shifted from inside the space to outside, Meng Fuqing noticed that many people traveling today kept their distance from them, wondering if they had overheard some rumors last night.

She touched her cheeks, which were dry and sore from the wind, took out her water pouch, drank some water, and then put on her cotton mask.

Whether it was her imagination or not, the strong winds had been relentless since the day of the wildfire, and the temperature had been dropping day by day.

Previously, because the sun was shining during the day, it wasn't too cold when traveling, and everyone could sit in the car and travel for half a day.

Although the sun is out now, the sky is overcast, and the temperature drops considerably when the sunlight hits you. You have to take turns getting on the bus, and getting off to walk around will warm you up.

Meng Ranran also saw how the villagers did it, and leaned against the car window to call out "Sister", "Aren't you cold? I'll find some time tonight to learn how to drive the cart, and we can take turns driving with you and Mother".

Meng Ali, huddled in the carriage wrapped tightly in her small blanket, blinked upon hearing this, "Can Ali learn this?"

"What if you're not strong enough to control the horse?" Meng Ranran asked.

"I'll give it a try," Meng Ali pouted. "My butt hurts so much from sitting on it."

Meng Ranran looked at him like he was a little fool. "You can lie down. Besides, you have to sit while you're traveling, and your butt hurts."

Meng Ali wanted to learn how to drive a carriage, so she tilted her chin up and said, "Ali can't see the road while sitting, but she can drive while standing!"

Meng Ranran imagined the scene and felt it was quite impressive.

Meng Fuqing waited until the two of them finished speaking before saying, "Once we find a place to stay tonight, you two can try to compete for the job. If you do well, you'll get copper coins, two coins a day."

If others overheard this, they would surely say that Meng Fuqing and Zhou Bapi were exploiting child laborers.

The two little ones perked up immediately, "Sister said it, you can't go back on your word!"

Around noon, everyone had to find a place to boil some water and cook some hot food.

After traveling all morning, Shan Qiyu was also terribly cold, and only felt better after drinking some hot soup.

She looked at her hands, which had been covered in chilblains for years, but they didn't itch even in this cold weather. Not only her, but even her three children hadn't developed chilblains.

She thought to herself, "It's all thanks to the fairy goddess's protection."

"Mother, let's try to make this." Meng Fuqing held a black mask in her hand and handed it to Shan Qiyu. "It will keep your face warmer if you wear it."

Shan Qiyu took it and looked it over. "It's easy to make, but why is the fabric and these two straps like this? It's so convenient..."

Seeing Meng Fuqing wink at her, Shan Qiyu was stunned for a moment before she realized what was happening. She stuffed the mask into Meng Fuqing's hand, saying, "Mother knows what to do, so please put it away."

"Mother, tell me to hurry up."

Because of the cold weather, the rest time was longer than before. After quickly eating the hot soup and flatbread, the mother and daughter started making face masks.

Shan Qiyu worked quickly and finished one in no time.

Apart from the slightly different color, the shape and size were almost the same. She filled it with a thin layer of cotton, which made it warm, but it was easy to fall off when hanging on her ears, so she lengthened the straps to tie it behind her head, which made it much more convenient.

The commotion between the mother and daughter attracted the attention of many women, who were immediately drawn to the finished product and came forward to inquire.

This is something that any woman skilled in needlework can learn in a glance. Shan Qiyu was generous and gave a brief explanation, prompting many families who had brought cotton cloth and cotton to immediately start making it for their families.

For families without cotton cloth or cotton, they can make do by folding several layers of fine linen.

Taking this opportunity, Ms. Qu inquired about her own needlework skills, and the two got along quite well after striking up a conversation.

Meng Fuqing also made a smaller one, with rather sloppy stitching, but it still looked decent from a distance.

The time it took her to make one was enough for Shan Qiyu to make two masks, one large and one small. Naturally, the two small masks were given to Meng Ranran and Meng Ali.

When they set off again, many of the villagers driving the carts were wearing masks, which looked rather strange and attracted the attention of the fellow refugees.

As darkness fell, the wind grew stronger and the temperature plummeted. Facing the wind, the livestock were reluctant to go any further, so the group had to find a place to rest early.

Meng Fuqing wasn't optimistic about sleeping under the open sky again tonight, with no shelter whatsoever. She had thought of this, and so had others.

When Meng Bochang wanted to discuss with Xie Jin about sending people to find a cave or similar place to rest, he learned that Xie Jin had already sent his men to search ahead of him, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Zheng Yi was playing chess with Xie Jin in a carriage. Seeing his old friend so busy, he couldn't help but say, "Look at you, at your age, how come you still have so many worries? Look at me, I'm so carefree!"

Meng Bochang was about to leave when he was stopped by Meng Bochang's words. He turned to look at his old friend and said, "If I also lost a leg, I would definitely be more relaxed than you."

Seeing his old friend so angry that his beard bristled, Meng Bochang nimbly left.

At that moment, he understood the joy that Meng Fuqing felt when he was being infuriating.

As the sun disappeared on the horizon, the wind was so strong that it was almost impossible to open one's eyes. One of the men who had gone to find a place to stay returned on horseback, and Meng Bochang immediately shouted for everyone to follow.

The group walked for quite a while in the mountains and forests, and finally arrived in front of a large cave, by which time it had become completely dark.

First, they settled the carts and horses at the cave entrance and fed the livestock the hay they had cut earlier. Then, everyone busied themselves going out to collect firewood, fearing that the wind would blow so strong that even getting out of the cave would become a problem.

Niu Er, along with his six brothers, stood at the cave entrance with knives to intimidate the villagers who had followed them from a distance.

Several burly men stood at the cave entrance, each with a large knife in hand. Their scarred faces were tense, and their fierce eyes stared at anyone who approached the cave. No one dared to take a single step closer.

However, as soon as Niu Er saw Meng Fuqing carrying firewood back from outside, his fierce demeanor instantly crumbled. He happily stepped forward, wanting to help Meng Fuqing carry the firewood, but was dodged.

Meng Fuqing looked at him and said, "If you have something to say, say it; otherwise, step back."