Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

Chapter 532: Once Back Before Liberation

Seeing all this, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help feeling a little bit of a farmhouse similar to them in the past. He still remembered that when he first came here five years ago, he had only one word to comment on that family, poor! I was so poor that I couldn't even find a good chair. It was the same with or without windows, and air was leaking everywhere. Fortunately, it was summer and there was little rain. Otherwise, I don't know how much I would have to suffer. He felt relieved, and accepted the fact that he had traveled to a farmhouse with two black and skinny little buns. At that time, Xiao Wen was so stingy that he would have to yell for a long time if he used more salt. They are standard foodies. They hide and snicker every time, but in the blink of an eye, their bun brothers have grown up and have more small dumplings. Thinking of the stupid things that small dumplings have grown up to, Ling Jingxuan can't help laughing. Come out, children, he has only been away from them for less than 20 days, and he starts to think about them. "This is a herbal remedy for wounds. Just crush it and apply it to the wound. After you have finished it, leave. We don't have anything to spare. food to serve you."

The herbs that the man brought in front of him called his attention back, Ling Jingxuan glanced at the herbs and raised his head, "You're welcome, eldest brother, I'm good at medicine, and I have it on my body??"

When Ling Jingxuan reached out to touch the cuff, he realized that all his medicines were gone, including all the poisons, golden sore medicines and antidote pills. There was not a single bit left for him. The smile could not help but freeze on his face, Ling Jingxuan said. Suddenly wanting to cry without tears, he quickly turned over his body again, and the scalpel he carried with him was nowhere to be seen, only a packet of silver needles and two silver ingots remained.

"And you?"

Turning to Yan Shengrui with a sad face, Ling Jingxuan felt so frustrated for the first time, is this the so-called one day back before liberation? Do you want to be so stupid?

"Not much better than you."

Apart from the saber tied around his waist, Yan Shengrui could not even mention the medicine and silver he gave him. He couldn't even turn out a steel shovel. The husband and wife hadn't been so poor for many years.

"Forget it, money is something outside of your body, husband, please accompany me to earn it slowly."

After a while, Ling Jingxuan blinked mischievously and was in a joking mood. It shouldn't look too bad. Yan Shengrui nodded lightly, his tiger eyes full of pampering, always watching their family and felt them from their conversation. Deep feelings, the man couldn't help but feel a little dazed, even the woman who Ling Jingxuan suspected that there was something wrong with the spirit looked at them stupidly, as if she had entered some kind of sweet dream.

"Big brother? Big brother?"

"Huh? What's the matter?"

Ling Jingxuan called out several times strangely to get the man's attention back, the man couldn't hide his embarrassment, his black and thin face seemed to be blushing, but Ling Jingxuan was not interested in studying other people's embarrassment, and said in a condensed voice, "Brother, my wound needs to be cleaned. Now, can you take my husband to fetch two buckets of water for me?"

He didn't want to stay here, but they were hungry, and his wounds needed to be treated. No matter how broken the house was, it would be better than in the mountains. Many ancient tribes are branched out in the mountains, and they are more lethal than those who hunt them down.

"Well come with me."

The man hesitantly looked at Yan Shengrui who was sitting next to him, then nodded and walked out after a while, Yan Shengrui followed and stood up, Ling Jingxuan took his arm and said coquettishly, "Look at the mountain to see if there is any game, pack it back, my stomach is hungry."

While talking, he even touched his belly, and he almost didn't pouted his cuteness. He didn't eat anything last night, and he experienced something like that again at night. Now he's so hungry that his chest sticks to his back.

"Well, I'll be back soon."

Yan Shengrui nodded, turned around and followed out. Ling Jingxuan looked at them while holding his injured arm. When the man left, he picked up the sharp hatchet again, as if he had replaced the older boy with something, thinking about him. Ling Jingxuan could have guessed some of the words he said earlier. The problem might lie with the daughter of this family, but he was always a passer-by, so it was inconvenient to ask.

"Little brother, what's your name? How old are you this year?"

Facing a hunched old man who was sitting in the corner with gray hair and coughing constantly, a woman with a strange appearance, two children who looked six or seven years old and four or five years old, Rao was Ling Jingxuan. I also felt a little embarrassed, so I could only talk to the innocent-looking little boy to pass the boring time.

The little boy looked at his mother and then at his brother who pursed his lips before he stepped forward and said, "My name is Yang Huai, I'm five years old this year, what's your name, uncle?"

The child is always innocent. He can basically feel that you are good to him. Yang Huai seems to be a lively child. After letting go, the shyness disappeared, and the black eyes that were as bright as diamonds blinked. In the blink of an eye, the radiance of innocence bloomed. This was a pair of uncontaminated eyes. It could be seen that the man in this family protected him very well.

Ling Jingxuan, who already liked children, couldn't help but like this child even more. After reaching out to touch him, he said, "Just call me Uncle Ling."

"Uncle Ling."

Yang Huai called out obediently, Ling Jingxuan was very happy, and thought about giving him a gift, and after thinking about it, he gave him the silver ingot that had been thrown on the table earlier: "Give one to brother, and treat it as the gift that Uncle Ling gave you. , take it to buy something delicious."

His original intention was good, but Acacia's expression changed drastically, jumping back three feet, those uncontaminated eyes were instantly stained with a look of pain, and the choked voice sounded choked.

"No, it will kill people

Yes, my sister will die, no? ? "

Holding her mother's thigh, Yang Huai repeated it off and on, Ling Jingxuan's heart tightened, and only then did he realize that the woman and the older child were also full of pain, and there was a hint of doubt in their eyes, what is going on? Have they ever been hurt badly for accepting other people's things? Who in the end is willing to harm such a small child?

At this moment, Ling Jingxuan once again overlapped Yang Huai with his little buns. Once, they were like this too, right? Not to be tolerated in the world, not to be recognized by anyone, and some people even want to kill them all the time.

"Cough cough cough?? This family doesn't need anything from you. Leave when you clean up the wound. If you have anything to do with us, you will also be punished."

In the corner, the hoarse voice of the old man came out along with the sound of coughing, Ling Jingxuan frowned, put the silver ingot back on the table, got up and walked towards the old man: "Old man, what punishment? Who wants to punish you? punished?"

Don't blame him for being troublesome, it's just that this family is too weird, and that child really makes him feel bad.

"You can't control it?? Cough cough?? You shouldn't care, just leave, hurry up and leave??"

The old man raised his head, his eyes were almost completely covered by a layer of rǔ white film, only the dark part of his eyes could be seen faintly. Ling Jingxuan almost immediately came to the conclusion that she couldn't see it. No wonder he never looked up after they came in. They, even if they don't like it, they will raise their heads in anticipation when they come in, don't they?

"Grandpa! Don't talk to Grandpa, he's uncomfortable!"

The older boy walked over to help him smooth his way, turned his head and stared at him angrily, Ling Jingxuan seemed to realize that he was too busy, touched his nose and stood up, out of the corner of his eyes, he accidentally swept the old man's blackened fingers, Then look at his hands covering his mouth and exposing his wrists because of a violent cough. The blood vessels on them are black. The color of the blood vessels of some thin old people will indeed darken with age, but it is absolutely impossible to be black. Combined with his eyes And cough, obviously, he did not do this because of old age, but was poisoned, and it was a chronic poison.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to offend."

Taking the time of bowing and paying homage, Ling Jingxuan glanced at the old man's fingers calmly, the fingers that seemed to be sloppy, but the fingertips were actually very smooth, considering the situation of this family, this is impossible, could it be? They are not farmers, but from some big family? This family is too weird.

Knowing that he is not welcome in this home, Ling Jingxuan no longer reluctantly speak to himself. He simply put a pestle on the table with one hand and closed his eyes. The old man's coughing continued. The child went back and forth several times. It should be for him. Duan Shui, etc., unconsciously, Ling Jingxuan, who was physically injured and extremely tired, actually fell asleep.

"Um?"

When he woke up, Yan Shengrui and the others had already returned. He was still wearing a woman's burlap coat. Ling Jingxuan raised his eyes and looked at the smirking woman across from him. She should have put it on him, right? His heart warmed for no apparent reason. He could be considered a little bit of a comprehension of how xenophobic the people of the Southern Border were. Although the tone of the people in this family was not good, they accepted them. The women seemed to be lacking in spirituality or IQ, but they were in him. Put a coat on him when he fell asleep, this family is really good.