Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"Jing Xuan? Jing Xuan, wake up, Jing Xuan?"

Letting go of him a little, Yan Shengrui freed up a hand to gently pat his cheek. His body was so uncomfortable, not to mention Jing Xuan, he had to wake up and leave here with him.

"Um"

Perhaps he heard his cry, or perhaps it was time to wake up. Ling Jingxuan's cracked mouth overflowed with an unpleasant groan. Before he even opened his eyes, he felt the pain in his chest was terrifying, and his throat felt as if something was stuck. In contrast, the injury to the right scapula was soaked in low salt water overnight, but it was so numb that it could not feel pain.

"Cough, it hurts"

With a violent cough, Ling Jingxuan slowly opened his eyes. The dazzling sunlight made him close his eyes immediately. After getting used to the sunlight, he opened his eyes again. He was being held in his arms, Ling Jingxuan raised his head subconsciously in pain, a smile blooming a little in his eyes.

"We won the bet."

After he finished speaking, Ling Jingxuan wanted to open his arms to hug him, the pain in his right shoulder came back again, Jun's face immediately wrinkled into a ball, Yan Shengrui said in a distressed and uncomfortable voice: "I'll let you shy, I'll see if there is any blood."

Saying that, Yan Shengrui stretched out his hand, and it wasn't until then that he realized that his daughter-in-law was covered in rags, the pure cotton robe was torn off when the water was swept down, and the straps on his shoulders were also loose, and he lowered his head again. Looking at himself, he didn't seem to be getting any better. Yan Shengrui's eyes were sore, and he almost didn't burst into tears. As a man, he couldn't even protect his daughter-in-law. What kind of man is he?

"It's okay, the salt has the effect of disinfection and hemostasis, and there is no sign of deterioration of the wound, so don't worry."

It's not that they didn't see his self-blame, but now is not the time to comfort him. They have to find a place to settle down temporarily. His wounds need to be re-treated, and they also need to eat to replenish their strength.

"Well, let's get out of here first."

Nodding his head, Yan Shengrui qiáng endured self-blame and hugged him horizontally, taking care not to touch his injured shoulder blade, Ling Jingxuan smiled slightly, leaned his head over and kissed his neck lightly: "It is our greatest luck that we can survive. Now, don't think too much about it."

Last night, he remembered that when they were swept away by the river, his whole body would not obey, but his hand was always firmly held by a big hand, and that was enough.

Unlike other seaside coasts, there are no villages by the sea here. Yan Shengrui walked with Ling Jingxuan for a long time before seeing a family from a distance. There was a knock on the door that looked very shabby.

"buckle"

"Is anyone there? Open the door, please?"

This is a small yard made of mud, a bit like Ling Jingxuan's old house in Lingjia Village. Yan Shengrui is not sure if there is anyone in it, so he can only ask politely first, and try to leave a good impression on the other party. Without seeing the crowd, he really didn't want to make his daughter-in-law suffer any longer.

"Qi Ya"

Just when they thought it might be an abandoned empty house and were about to break in directly, the closed door was opened from the inside, and a black and thin little radish stuck his head out: "Who are you? what?"

The child who should be a boy raised his head and looked at them with a blink of an eye. The dark starry eyes carried innocence and curiosity, "Little brother, are there any adults in your family?"

Seeing that it was a child, Yan Shengrui couldn't help frowning, Ling Jingxuan patted his shoulder to signal him to let him down, and squatted in front of him with a smile on his face, but his throat soaked in seawater really couldn't make any gentle sounds.

"Father, mother, brother?"

The little boy in ragged clothes didn't answer his question, he ran in, and even forgot to close the door, because most people in the southern border were xenophobic, Ling Jingxuan and Yan Shengrui didn't follow him, but stood side by side outside and waited. After a while, There were cluttered footsteps inside, and then, the false door was completely opened, and the man with the hatchet appeared first in their sight, followed by a timid woman and a man. Older and younger, children who seem to be about the same age.

Yan Shengrui and Ling Jingxuan twitched the corners of both mouths. As for what? They just want to take the opportunity to treat the wound and rest for a while. As for swords and soldiers facing each other?

"Who are you? Go away, my daughter is not a monster, you all go away!"

The man was very vicious, and the hatchet in his hand was extremely sharp under the sunlight.

Hearing an important message from the man's words, Ling Jingxuan stepped forward with a smile and explained without fear of the hatchet in his hand: "Don't get me wrong, eldest brother, we are not bad people, we are just businessmen from the Central Plains to the Southern Border. Last night, our husband came back to the city late, the city gate was closed, we wanted to find a family to stay overnight, but who would have known that we had encountered thieves, not to mention that our belongings were robbed, and I was also stabbed in the shoulder. We fell into the river, this is my husband, we were washed down from the upper reaches of the river, and we only saw your family after walking for a long time, can you let us go in and rest?"

"You?? Are you really not from the village?"

The man looked at them hesitantly. Seeing that they were all ragged, he couldn't help but believe them. The main reason was that Ling Jingxuan had a good temper and a humble attitude. It was absolutely impossible for those people in the village to be so gentle.

"No, big brother, you can tell by listening to our accent that we are not locals, not even southern Xinjiang."

Facing his gaze, Ling Jingxuan nodded. Although his voice was hoarse, he could still hear the difference in accents. The man was relieved and slowly retracted the hatchet facing them.

: "Come in, rest your feet and treat your wounds before leaving. There is nothing in our family that can help you."

"Hey, big brother, you are such a good person, then we will disturb you."

Seeing that he moved away, Ling Jingxuan was not polite, and took Yan Shengrui and walked in with them. The yard was not very big, and there was basically no decoration, except for a stone mill in the corner of the inside. There are no farm implements. There are three houses in a row. They are all covered with mud walls and some kind of wild grass in the mountains. There is an elderly man sitting in the main room. There was a coughing sound. Apart from that, there was only a square table that was still intact in the main room, a few stools with missing arms and legs, and a few pieces of hanging fur. How poor is this family? ? It was really on the same level as the home he had when he first crossed over, a true family.

"Water...water...you drink water"

The hostess looked a little cowardly, and she didn't stand out. She even shivered when she brought water to them. Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but look at her twice. I don't know if it was his illusion. It seems to be a little abnormal, this may be the doctor's occupational disease, Ling Jingxuan can't help laughing, scolding himself for nothing, even if the other party is really abnormal, what if they meet by chance, they will be separated later, and he can't help much. .

"Thank you, sister-in-law, little brother, can you tell my uncle, where can I get water?"

Throwing her a grateful smile, Ling Jingxuan looked down at the thick bowl full of gaps, and his eyes fell on the little boy hiding behind the woman. The older boy seemed to have gone to another room with the man to listen to what he just said. , This family seems to have a daughter.

"Mountains are only found in mountains."

The little boy is not as smooth as it was at the beginning, and his bright eyes are still innocent and curious, just a little more shy.

"Really? Thank you brother."

It seems that he really overestimated this house. He originally thought that if there was a water well, he could release the Crescent Moon Spring to clean the wounds, and by the way, he injected a little into them, which was regarded as repaying them, but unfortunately, the mountain can only be ignored.

"You first drink water to moisten your throat. Later, I will ask you where the water source in the mountains is, and I will bring you two buckets of water. Your wound needs to be cleaned and bandaged again."

Yan Shengrui next to him took a bowl of water and brought it to his lips, Ling Jingxuan nodded and took a sip from his hand, his aching throat instantly felt much better: "You can take a sip too, I'm almost done. "

With half of the water left, Ling Jingxuan shook his head and pushed the bowl away. He used to carry water to eat. Although it was only for one day, it was enough for him to understand how precious water was.

"I'm not thirsty!"

Yan Shengrui brought the bowl to him again without thinking, Ling Jingxuan glared at him angrily: "You lie, can you not be thirsty after soaking in fresh sea water for a night? You can drink it if you want, you don't have to keep letting it go. follow me."

He loves him, doesn't he feel sorry for him? Husband and wife are mutual, and one's distress cannot last long.

Knowing that he was serious, Yan Shengrui looked at him deeply for a while before taking the water to his mouth. The cool fresh water poured all the way from his throat to his stomach, and even felt a little warm in his heart. This is his daughter-in-law's distress. What about him.