Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

Chapter 211: This faction came in handy_1

Translator: 549690339

“Yin’er, you can leave the task of saving people from the river to the Old Turtle. Come back here first, I have more important things for you to handle.”

Upon mentioning the shortage of food, an idea suddenly flashed in Su Qingluo’s mind.

“Okay, I’ll be back soon.”

The little kingfisher heard the spiritual message, moved swiftly through space like a lightning bolt, and appeared in front of its young master within blinked of an eye.

“Yin’er, it’s time to use the food we have stored in the Mystic Canyon.”

Su Qingluo took off the storage ring from her neck and handed it to the little kingfisher: “You go to the Canyon and bring back the food in batches. Store them in the nearby cave. If need be, I’ll lead people to find it.”

“Um, okay.”

Showing a rare seriousness, the little kingfisher grasped the storage ring in its beak and disappeared in a flash of light.

The six children, tired from playing, fell asleep leaning on the three big dogs.

The little prince was also tired, but he forced his drooping eyelids open to stay awake in his sister’s arms, afraid that as soon as he closed his eyes, his sister would disappear again.

Petting the back of the little darling, Su Qingluo coaxed him, finally getting him to fall asleep. She covered him with a small cool quilt, took the anti-mosquito remedy she had prepared, and spread it evenly in all corners of the cave, walking as quietly as possible.

The mosquito repellent was potent. The mosquitos in the cave were caught off-guard and dropped dead everywhere.

After scattering the medicine, she gathered some firewood and lit several fires in the scarce open spaces to drive away the cold dampness.

“Sister Yu, you go to sleep, dad will watch the fire.”

Su Hu, worrying about his daughter, brought along more firewood to stoke the fire.

Su Qingluo’s smile was warm: “I’m not tired. There are several injured people over there. If we maintain more fires, it will warm them up, which could be beneficial for their recovery.”

“Benefactor, you all should rest. We can stoke the fire.”

The refugees trapped in the cave, upon hearing the conversation between the father and daughter, gratefully volunteered to stoke the fire.

Su Hu nodded in acceptance: “Alright, watch over the fires nearby to make sure they don’t go out. There’s more firewood beside the three horses. If we run out, go and fetch more.”

“Don’t worry, we won’t let the flame die.”

The refugees nodded earnestly.

The wind howled outside the cave, uprooting trees and causing dust and stones to fly.

Su Qingluo went to the cave entrance and used her mana to set an invisible spiritual shield to block the sudden wind. She left a hole the size of a bowl for the little kingfisher to enter and exit.

“Peep.”

At midnight, the little kingfisher returned to the cave successfully, appearing before its young master.

“Yin’er, you’ve worked hard.”

Su Qingluo gently stroked the smooth feathers of the little kingfisher, her eyes full of indulgence.

“I’ve put the food in a nearby cave.”

The little kingfisher seemed a bit tired and, handing the storage ring to its young master, covered its beak with its small wing and yawned.

“Alright, you’re tired too. Go to sleep, I’ll keep watch tonight.”

Su Qingluo held the little kingfisher and returned to her spot, sitting cross-legged. She then placed it next to the little prince.

The little kingfisher hid its head under its wing, curled up into a small ball, and comfortably closed its eyes.

The wind was particularly strong at night. Su Qingluo hoped that the two Masters could return to the guest house safely.

She held her breath, closed her eyes, and expanded her consciousness outwards, taking in every tree and blade of grass within a ten-mile radius.

Winds were howling, dirt and stones were flying, and floodwater surged, continuously ravaging the hills along the river.

Boulders, rolling down from cliffs with mud and sand, blocked the mountain road leading to the county town.

The people stranded in the mountain were suffering. The refugees hiding in the cave were shivering with fear, and the cries of children were intermittent.