Chapter 50 The World Has Gone Mad In the scorching midday sun, Yan Lao’er rode off on his ox again, taking along large and small bundles. The villagers were already used to him running outside every day. Perhaps it was because everyone had eaten meat that morning, but they weren’t very hungry. They casually ate a bit of steamed bun and didn’t even bother lighting a fire. Li Xuemei pulled Daya in to help with the work. They had woven plenty of straw sandals, enough to last for a while. Now they…