On the Road to Refuge, My Father with Dementia Scouts the Way

Shen Yuenan, a low-ranking Shaolin Temple disciple, opened her eyes and found herself in the Shen family, who were about to be exiled.

Shen Ming, Minister of Works, had been falsely accused of embezzlement and exiled to the desolate region of Mengzhou. The original owner’s grandparents had died horribly in prison.

The original owner’s father had gone mad from rage and become like a three-year-old child. Her frail mother was also caring for three young siblings. Shen Yuenan wanted to run.

In the end, she decided to go with the original owner’s family to Mengzhou first, then make her escape. But they hadn’t even settled in before they had to flee famine?

Unable to bear watching the helpless, frail family suffer, Shen Yuenan hoisted a bundle onto her back and joined them on the road. The refugees they passed were all gaunt and sallow, yet the children in her family were plump and rosy. What was going on?

Shen Yuenan: “What? You want to eat my younger siblings? Let’s see if I’ll let you!”

On the road, everyone in the family grew tougher and did their part.

Mother: “Nannan, I knocked this one out.”

Second younger sister: “Sis, I borrowed all the silver from that bandit.”

Third younger sister: “Sis, I dug up lots of wild vegetables. Can we eat them?”

Younger brother: “Sis, I heard there are animals in the mountain on the right.”

Shen Ming: “Sis, oh, no, Nannan, there’s danger up ahead.”

The family set out on the refugee trail, and every one of them survived, safe and sound.

When we meet benefactors, we thank them. When we meet bad people, we kill them! If we meet anyone with bad intentions, we kill them too!!

Gu Mohan: “So am I a benefactor or a bad guy?”

Shen Yuenan: “You’re the one I love.”