Theborderbecamequieterasthedayspassed。Notpeaceful—notpletely。XieZhengstillsentpatrolsalongthemountainroads,andsoldiersstillcheckedeveryunfamiliarcaravanthatapproachedthevillagesbutthepeoplewerenolongerafraidofeveryshadow。Suyuantinuedvisitingthesettlementsandshenoticedsomethingimportant。Thevillagershadbegunwatgoutforoneanother。Afarmerwouldtellthewatwhenanunfamiliarcartpassedthrough。
Ashopkeeperwouldofferwatertosoldiersreturningfrompatrol。Childrenwhooncescatteredwheneverhorsesapproachednowsimplymovedasideandwatchedfromasafedistance。
ThegesweresmallbutSuyuanuoodthatsmallthingswereoftenwhatkeptaplacestanding。Oernoon,shefoundXieZhengexamininganewlybuiltwatchpost。
“Thesouthernvillageneedsanotherone,”shesaid。
Helookedather。
“Why?”
“Thereisahillbehindthevillage。”
“Iknow。”
“Thenwhydidntyoubuildthepostthere?”
XieZhengfollowedhergaze。
Thehilloverlookedtheroadbutartlyhiddenfromthevillageitself。
“Ifsomeoandsthere,theyseetheroadbeforethevillagers。”
Hesideredit。
Suyuanpoiowardthevillage。
“Andmovethegrainstore。”
“Again?”
“Itstooclosetothemainroad。”
XieZhenglookedatherforseveralseds。
“Youvebeeverytroublesome。”
“Iprefersomethinguseful。”
Hegaveaquietlaugh,Thentheywalkeddowntowardthevillagetogether。Alongtheway,Suyuanstoppedbesideagroupofvillagersrepairingafence。Instead,sheaskedquestions。
Wheredidtheyusuallygetwater?
Whichroadbecamedifficultafterrain?
Wheredidtheytaketheiranimalsatnight?
Wheredidtravelersusuallystop?
Theanswersrevealedproblemsthesoldiershadnevernoticed。Thevillagehadonewell,andifitbecameblocked,thealternativewasfaraway。SoXieZhengorderedasedwatersourceprepared。Themainroadwasalsotheonlyeasyrouteintothesettlement,sotheyclearedasmallerpaththroughthefieldsforemergencies。Noneofthesethingsweregrand,therewerenobannersorcelebrationsbutthevillageslowlybecameharderthten。
Thatevening,Suyuansatoutsideasmallhousewhileanoldwomanhandedherabowlofe。“Youvebeenhelpingusfordays,”thewomansaid。“Why?”Suyuanlookedtowardthefieldsthen,shethoughtofhermother。OfalltheyearsShuranhadspentinafnlandtoprotectthesepeople…“Idontknow,”Suyuansaid,thenshecorrectedherself。“PerhapsIdo。”
TheoldwomanwaitedandSuyuansmiledfaintly。“Becausepeopleshouldnthavetoloseeverythingjustbecausetheywereborninthewrongplace。”ThewomandidntfullyuandwhatshemeantsoshesimplyplacedanotherpieceofbreadbesideSuyuansbowl。“Themore。”
Suyuanstaredatthebread。
Ayao,sittingnearby,immediatelylaughed。
“Youvebeeed。”
“Bybread?”
“Byanoldwoman。”
Suyuansighedandpickeditup。
Acrossthevillage,theeveningwatclimbedontothenewplatform。Thebellremainedsilent,fortonight,therewasnothingtoreportandforSuyuan,thatquietsoundwasmorefthananypromiseofsafety。