When Luo's father heard someone coming, he quickly told Xue Yanchen about his situation.

"Young man, my foot is caught in a clamp, and I can't get up now."

"Uncle, that's an animal trap. Don't worry, I'll pull you up."

He lay prone at the edge of the pit and pulled Mr. Luo up.

Mr. Luo's foot was bleeding from being caught in a trap. Xue Yanchen examined him and said, "Uncle, luckily this isn't a trap used for hunting wild boars. This trap is smaller; it's probably used for catching rabbits. If it were that kind of trap, it would be much more powerful and could even crush human bones. Don't move yet; let me pry the trap open and take your foot out."

Mr. Luo sat on the ground, his face pale.

"Alright then, young man, thank you for your trouble."

Xue Yanchen grabbed both ends of the clip with both hands and pried it open with force.

Mr. Luo's ankle was pinched and bleeding; it's unclear whether there are any internal injuries.

He took out a bottle of hemostatic medicine from his pocket. Because he often went up the mountain, he was bound to get injured in accidents, so he always carried a small medicine bottle with him, containing hemostatic medicine and wound medicine.

"Uncle, I have some hemostatic medicine here. I'll sprinkle some on you. In a little while, I'll take you down the mountain, clean your wound, and then apply some wound medicine."

"Young man, thank you. I... I think I can walk now."

Let's see.

Xue Yanchen opened the medicine bottle, poured out the powder, and sprinkled it on Luo's father's wound, quickly stopping the bleeding.

"Young man, thank you so much," Mr. Luo said again.

He stood up and tried to walk on his own, but after taking two steps he realized he couldn't do it at all and sat down on the ground again.

Xue Yanchen said, "Uncle, where do you live? Let me carry you back."

Mr. Luo felt embarrassed, fearing that Xue Yanchen would look down on him if he found out he was living in the cowshed, so he simply said that if Xue Yanchen wanted to help, he would, but he couldn't force him to.

"Young man, to tell you the truth, I was sent down to the cowshed."

Xue Yanchen had already noticed that Luo's father's demeanor and manner of speaking were just like those of a farmer from this area.

Anyone who has lived here for a while knows how to spot a trap, but Luo's father fell into one, which shows that he was an outsider and hadn't been here long.

Unexpectedly, Xue Yanchen's expression didn't change at all. He simply said "Oh" and then said, "I'll take you to the cowshed in a bit. You can give me directions."

"Huh?" Mr. Luo was taken aback. "Young man, my family background is problematic. Aren't you afraid that associating with me will implicate you?"

“Uncle, you’re just too sensitive about your status. In my eyes, you’re no different from any other villager here. There’s no distinction between you and others.” Besides, many of the people who have been sent down to the countryside have been wronged, and he would never discriminate against them.

Mr. Luo was very touched: "He's such a good person."

Xue Yanchen carefully put away the bottle of hemostatic medicine, handed it to Luo's father to learn how to identify pitfalls, and then squatted down in front of Luo's father: "Uncle, I'll carry you down."

Since Luo's father couldn't walk by himself, he had to trouble Xue Yanchen to carry him down the mountain.

The road down the mountain was not easy to walk. When they were halfway there, Luo's father said, "Young man, if you are too tired, just put me down."

"It's alright." Xue Yanchen carried him all the way to the cowshed.

When Luo's mother saw a strange young man carrying Luo's father back, she learned about his injuries and then went to fetch some clean water to clean his wounds.

"Zhenhua, who is this young man?"

Mr. Luo said, "I fell into a trap used by villagers to hunt on the mountain. This young man rescued me and carried me back."

Mrs. Luo quickly thanked Xue Yanchen, "Young man, Zhenhua owes you a lot this time, thank you so much."

"Auntie, you're welcome." He took out the wound medicine from his pocket and said to Luo's mother, "After cleaning Uncle's wound, sprinkle this medicine powder on his wound to help it heal."

Mrs. Luo felt embarrassed to accept the medicine: "How could we possibly take your medicine again?"

"Auntie, don't be so polite. Healing Uncle's injury is the most important thing."

Mr. Luo was annoyed that he couldn't walk right now, otherwise he would definitely cook a delicious meal for Xue Yanchen.

Xue Yanchen said, "Uncle's injury should be nothing serious. If he feels unwell again, he should go to the hospital when he needs to. Don't hesitate."

"I know."

Mother Luo poured Xue Yanchen a bowl of hot water: "Young man, have some hot water."

Xue Yanchen waved his hand: "Auntie, Uncle is fine, I should go now."

Mr. and Mrs. Luo didn't know how to persuade Xue Yanchen to stay a little longer, since their identities were sensitive and they didn't want to have too much contact with him.

After seeing Xue Yanchen outside, Luo's mother asked, "Young man, what's your name? Where do you live?"

Xue Yanchen said calmly, "Auntie, you don't need me to know where I live. We'll meet again if fate allows."

Luo's mother did not insist and watched him leave.

The next day, Luo Jingyan went to the cowshed and learned about her father's leg injury.

Mother Luo said, "It's all thanks to a young man who saved him and carried him down the mountain. Look, this medicine was left by the young man."

"What's his name? Is he from this village? Let's thank him."

"I asked, but they wouldn't tell me. Sigh, people of our status should probably avoid contact with others."

Luo Jingyan nodded.

Luo's mother's leg has fully recovered. In the afternoon, they let Luo's father rest at home while they went up the mountain to collect firewood. Grandma Zhang also went along.

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