Chapter 10

Ling Lin didn't care what Yang said. He has always been an asshole, and he also messed around with those little daughters-in-law in the village. How could he have thought about the impact the injury test would have on a little girl? With his selfish personality, so what if he knew the impact of this incident? He wouldn't care anyway.

Lizheng and Na Linglin are the same breed. However, this person has always been smart, not as simple-minded as Ling Lin. Seeing Yang's words like this, he knew he shouldn't be too hasty, if he really killed someone, he would lose the Li Zheng position he had so hard to get. .

"Ms. Zixuan, you don't need to be so excited. What can't we talk about?" Li Zheng said with a smile: "That kid Ziqing was injured like this, and he is still dying. At that time, Mu girl was the last person to see him. We Of course, we need to ask her to clarify the situation."

"Uncle Lizheng, I don't understand what you mean. I'm the first to come back, so I should go in front. Brother Qing is behind me. How can I be the last to see him?" Ling Muer won't be stupid Hurrah got into the cover that was being placed inside. They didn't have any evidence in their hands, and she wanted to see how they put this charge on her.

"This..." Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

What Ling Muer said made sense. No matter how you think about it, this matter cannot be blamed on her. They ran over to ask the teacher for their crimes, which was really untenable.

"Uncle Lizheng, isn't it easy to know whether Ziqing slipped by accident or was pushed on purpose?" Ling Muer looked at Lizheng indifferently. "As long as he wakes up, everything will be revealed. He himself is the most powerful evidence."

"Girl Mu is right." Lizheng laughed and said, "Actually, we saw that Kid Qing was injured, so we were worried that Girl Mu would be injured too. You, a little girl, walked such a long way, and the road was covered with ice and snow. It’s not good if you fall. Seeing that you are fine now, we are relieved. It was a misunderstanding just now. Brothers and sisters, don’t take it to heart.”

When Yang Shi heard Lizheng say this, her face looked better. She took Ling Mu'er's arm and complained to Li Zheng: "We girl Mu is really uncomfortable. You see, our family is old and young. Girl Mu is a weak woman, and the head of the family has not come back. The road clearer matter……"

"Your family's situation is special, so let's wait for a few days and wait until Boy Xuan's legs and feet are more flexible." Lizheng will not lose a coolie's labor in vain, so even if Yang's words are for this sake, he will not. Will let go. He said to the people behind him: "Okay, everyone go back to eat first, and continue to clear the road after eating."

Ling Lin felt unwilling. He told Ling Ziqing that he wanted to deal with Ling Mu'er, but Ling Ziqing was injured so badly instead. Looking at the injuries on his body, he might not be able to wake up in a short time. Now there is no proof that dirty water was poured on Ling Muer's body, it really lost his wife and lost his army. But... when did this girl become so eloquent?

Ling Muer watched the uninvited guests leave. She saw Ling Lin's sinister eyes. She knew the trouble wasn't over. Whoever put the original owner in such a family is doomed not to live a peaceful life. Unless she took the family out of the village, out of this smoky family.

"Mu'er, Li is letting you rest, so you don't have to do that coolie anymore. Thank God, there is finally something that goes well with you." Yang clasped her hands together.

Ling Muer looked at the old woman in front of her. Years ruthlessly took away her beautiful face, and the delicate woman in my memory was getting older and older, ten years older than her peers. Originally, she had a pair of lively eyes, but now those eyes are like the eyes of a dead fish, without any spirit.

"Mother, it's cold outside, go inside and rest!" Ling Mu'er wrapped her arms around Yang Shi, and led her into the room.

Ling Zixuan who was next to them limped behind them. His expression was very serious, and the annoyance in his eyes was like the raging waves, very heavy.

"Hmm..." Ling Ziyu mumbled from the next room.

The three of them heard the sound and hurried over to have a look.

Ling Ziyu finally woke up after being in a coma for so long. If the road out of the village hadn't been blocked, Yang would have gone to the city to find a doctor. She couldn't afford to hire a professional doctor, but she could invite those barefoot doctors who didn't have a medical license to come and see Ling Ziyu's condition. Now that he woke up, the big stone in everyone's heart fell to the ground.

"August..." Yang took Ling Ziyu's little hand.

Ling Ziyu looked at the crowd blankly, his lips parted, but he didn't speak in the end.

According to the memory of the original owner, this Ling Ziyu should have autism. He hasn't spoken since a few years ago. In this ancient time when medicine was backward, such a disease was undoubtedly a terminal illness. No wonder the people in the village are unfriendly to Mrs. Yang. They felt that Yang's family was unlucky, so the eldest son was disabled, and the younger son became a 'fool' again.

Yang often sheds tears. She is a traditional ancient woman. She took everything those people said seriously. She always blamed herself, thinking that she was a Khofke woman.

Ling Muer is a military doctor. With Ling Ziyu's symptoms, as long as he is given a little guidance, he can definitely be cured. This is a heart disease, and of course it needs heart medicine to heal slowly.

"Mu'er, Zixuan, there's still chicken soup in the pot, you go and heat it up and bring it over. August needs to be replenished, so don't cause any problems." Yang said tearfully.

"Okay." Ling Muer acted immediately.

Over the next few days, the men of the village continued to clear the road. Ling Muer told the people in the village that she was injured and could not move around. She stays in the room every day, helping Mrs. Yang with things. The most commendable thing is that those top relatives didn't come to the door again. Ling Ziqing was unconscious, why didn't those top relatives listen to Ling Lin's instigation to trouble her? She was a little surprised that she was so calm now.

During such waiting, all those small prey entered the belly of their family. The kitchen was empty, their rations were running out, Ling Muer thought of the black bear.

Outside a dilapidated cabin, Ling Muer rubbed her hands, breathed into her palms, stomped her feet on the spot, trying to warm herself up.

She was still wearing the old clothes with patches on them, she was really in a terrible mess. Her palms were red and swollen, covered with chilblains, and even festered. The condition of the two feet is more serious than that of the two hands, so a pair of petite feet are swollen badly now. In the ice and snow, she stood outside the door for a long time against the wind and snow.

Shangguan Shaochen saw a slender figure standing outside his house from a long distance away. He strode over, and when he saw Ling Muer's appearance clearly, he knew why she came. Without saying a word, he went straight into the kitchen, took out a large piece of black bear meat, and handed it to Ling Muer.

Ling Muer took the things he handed over, and said sincerely, "Thank you."

"The things are yours, I just keep them, no need to thank you." Shangguan Shaochen said lightly: "If you have nothing else to do, go back! It's freezing cold, be careful not to freeze your body."

Ling Muer responded. She looked at the clothes on his body, touched his little face and said, "Your clothes are all torn, why don't I mend them for you!"

Shangguan Shaochen looked at his clothes. There are many holes on it, and if this continues, it will become strips of cloth. If it was normal, he would have gone to the city to buy new clothes. However, the weather is too bad now, and he can't enter the city at all, so he can only wear casual clothes.

Such weather was nothing to him. He has a strong body and can survive this winter even without clothes. He wanted to reject Ling Mu'er's kindness, but seeing the annoyed and shy look in the little girl's eyes, he swallowed the words, and changed his words into something else: "Okay. Then it will be troublesome."

Ling Muer regretted a little when she said that sentence. This man has a cold look, it seems that he doesn't like to be disturbed by others. She actually decided to mend his clothes on her own. Besides, the ancients were very reserved. In her eyes, she just wanted to thank him for his help, but in his eyes, it might just be throwing herself into his arms.

Now that Shangguan Shaochen agreed, even if Ling Muer was annoyed that she had said the wrong thing, she had no choice but to bite the bullet. Besides, she has never been a coy personality.

She followed Shangguan Shaochen into his cabin. As soon as I walked in, I found that the household items inside were simpler than theirs. At any rate, their house also put some farm tools for farm work.

There are many animal skins hanging on the walls of this cabin, and the dense variety of animal skins proves the strength of the owner of the house. In addition, there is a table and a few stools. Unlike their dilapidated tables and stools, their tables and chairs are intact.

As soon as Shangguan Shaochen entered the room, he felt a little embarrassed. He can't do needlework, so there is no needlework in the house. It is impossible for Ling Muer to carry a needle and thread with her when she goes out, so Ling Muer's good intentions are destined to be let down.

"That... I'll come over with a needle and thread some other day!" Ling Mu'er said with a light smile, "I won't bother you today."

"Hmm..." Shangguan Shaochen replied lightly. "The road is slippery, be careful when you go back."

"Thank you for your concern." Ling Muer nodded towards Shangguan Shaochen, and slowly left Shangguan Shaochen's house.

Shangguan Shaochen stood at the door and did not return to the room until Ling Muer's figure disappeared. He looked at this simple room, and suddenly felt that it seemed a bit too monotonous.

Ling Muer returned home with the black bear meat. She went prepared this time, so she carried a basket full of weeds. Now that piece of black bear meat is in the basket.

The folks in the village came down from the mountain. The ashen expressions, the emptiness and blankness in the eyes represented their despair.

Ling Mu'er understands that more and more people have been going up the mountain to find food recently, but the bark on the mountain has been peeled off and eaten, let alone other things.

There are hundreds of people in the whole village, most of them have no food, and they all want to survive by relying on that big mountain. However, the mountain is usually a ferocious place, and in this cold winter, it is even more cruel like a beast that can devour them at any time.