These must have been things Li Bingyi had secretly set aside for emergencies.
Su Weixue had probably just returned because Li Bingyi had sent her back to retrieve these things. However, Su Weixue had everything in her spatial storage, so she did not think much of them. She was also afraid the people still alive would come looking for trouble, so she had retreated to the cave where Li Bingyi was hiding.
That had worked out nicely for Su Qiao and the others.
With all this salt, they would at least not need to leave the mountains and search for a solution for the time being.
In the days that followed, Su Qiao and the others grew busy.
They chopped firewood, hunted, dug up wild vegetables, gathered mushrooms, built heated brick beds, wove straw mats, and smoked cured meat. Even Little Qingyang carried a small back basket every day and followed behind them, busy as could be.
After everything he had been through, the little fellow had become like a miniature grown-up and was clearly much more sensible.
With no shortage of food and drink, and with him practicing martial arts every day, his small body suddenly shot up. He was already halfway to becoming a young man.
Life in the mountains was somewhat harsh, but no one came looking for trouble, and they did not have to guard against anyone. The days of the family of four were still quite good.
Apart from the snowy days, when they stayed in the cave, they came out to move around and exercise whenever they could. They also took the opportunity to see whether there were any wild vegetables left.
Su Qiao had another purpose as well: she wanted to check on how things were progressing between Su Weixue and Li Bingyi.