Chapter 8 Ruined This Face

Sure enough, not long after Sang Yu and his family finally squeezed into the center of the crowd, they saw the well-fed and well-drinking officers starting to snatch people everywhere.

The bearded officer stood there and looked around, probably looking for Xie Qiujin.

The moment his gaze swept over, Sang Yu's eyebrows jumped, and she suddenly lowered her head and whispered a reminder: "Lower your heads!"

She lowered her head and was very thin, with almost her entire body blocked by the crowd in front of her.

She kept an eye on the officer and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him look around a few times and leave in disappointment after failing to find anyone.

"Okay, you can look up now."

Only after Sang Yu spoke did everyone dare to look up again.

In just a few days, she had unknowingly become the backbone of the family. Even when Sang Yongjing needed someone to make a decision, the first person he thought of was to ask her.

Xie Qiujin hid behind Sang Yongjing, carefully raised half of her head, looked around, and indeed did not see anyone in official uniform, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yu'er, can I escape this?" There was a glimmer of hope in her eyes, wanting Sang Yu to give her a positive answer.

However, Sang Yu slowly shook his head: "No, he will definitely come again tomorrow."

What you can't get will always make you restless. Once you have set your mind on it, how can you give up on it with a few setbacks? Maybe it will make you more eager.

Sang Yu knew that hiding in the crowd could be used temporarily, but not all the time.

If she fails to succeed and annoys the other party, he might drag Xie Qiujin away before the meal is over, and then the situation will be really difficult.

Xie Qiujin thought she had escaped, but she never expected to get such an answer. The hope in her eyes was instantly shattered, and she collapsed to the ground.

Sang Yongjing was startled and quickly helped her up, letting her lean half of her body on him, "Madam, Madam, are you okay?"

Seeing that Xie Qiujin kept her lips tightly closed and refused to speak, Sang Yongjing knew that she had given up.

Since this cannot be avoided, it is better to commit suicide early and avoid physical pain.

Sang Yongjing's face was terribly gloomy. As a man, he was powerless when others coveted his wife. What kind of man was he?

At this moment, he hated himself very much. He was not cut out for studying but insisted on studying. It would have been better for him to learn martial arts from his third brother. At least now he could still fight with the other party.

"Dad, Mom, I think we don't need to be so pessimistic." Sang Yu suddenly spoke, breaking the depressing atmosphere around them.

"Yu'er? Do you have any other ideas?" Sang Yongjing stared at Sang Yu with shining eyes, as if he had seen some priceless treasure.

"There's a method that I don't know whether it's good or bad..."

Sang Yu was a little hesitant, not knowing whether she should tell him the idea of ​​disfigurement.

Before marrying Sang Yongjing, Xie Qiujin was also a well-known talented woman in the capital. She was both talented and beautiful, and was the dream woman of countless men.

Unfortunately, his mother died early, and he was treated harshly by the concubines, so he was destined to be married to Sang Yongjing, who had accomplished nothing.

She did not complain about her fate. She believed that if you marry a chicken, you follow the chicken; if you marry a dog, you follow the dog. Even if Sang Yongjing achieved nothing, she would be willing to take care of her husband and children, and the two of them would live in harmony.

Can she really accept disfigurement?

Xie Qiujin didn't know where she got the strength from, but she grabbed Sang Yu's hand, like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw.

"Yu'er, you said, mother can hold on."

"Mom, maybe, I can... disfigure her." Sang Yu spoke the last two words very softly, but they still reached Xie Qiujin's ears.

She shuddered. Disfigured? She was going to destroy this face?

"No! There must be another way."

Before Xie Qiujin could say anything, Sang Yongjing beside her had already decisively refused.

Although he didn't place much importance on a woman's appearance, he knew how important it was to her. It would be too cruel to let Xie Qiujin live with a disfigured face.

After a long silence, Xie Qiujin slowly spoke, and said something surprising: "I think Yu'er's method is not bad."

She knew that her husband was not interested in women, otherwise he would not have taken a concubine after being married for so many years.

He doesn't care about a woman's appearance, so it doesn't matter whether she is pretty or not.

Being able to survive and watch her three children grow up is a gift from God to her.

"No! I don't agree!" Sang Yongjing just kept repeating this sentence.

Sang Xingjia, who was standing by, silently averted his eyes and didn't want to see his parents arguing.

Sang Xinghao half-nestled on his knees, raised his head and asked curiously, "Brother, what are Dad and Mom talking about?"

The high fever he had been having for several days had subsided, and he hadn't turned into a fool. However, his hearing was a little damaged, and he had trouble hearing people's whispers.

Although the couple was arguing, they lowered their voices because there were so many people around them, so he couldn't hear clearly.

"Nothing. Hao'er, do you want to pee? Big brother will take you there." He found an excuse to change the subject.

"good."

When the two came back, the quarrel between Sang Yongjing and Xie Qiujin had subsided.

No one could convince the other, so they started to sulk with each other, sitting back to back and ignoring each other.

Sang Yu shrugged helplessly at Sang Xingjia, who looked at her and asked what happened. She tried her best to persuade them, but neither of them would listen to her.

"Ah, it hurts!" Sang Xinghao suddenly covered the back of his hand and started crying.

Sang Yu was startled and immediately got up from the ground.

I took the back of his hand and took a closer look. I saw that there were no symmetrical holes on it, just a large red and swollen area. I felt relieved.

It's not a snake bite. A non-venomous snake would just hurt a little. If it were a venomous snake, I'm afraid you wouldn't survive the next day in this environment.

In fact, before camping at night, the officers had sprinkled some realgar powder around the periphery to repel snakes, but no one knew whether there were any snakes in the forest.

"Okay, okay, Hao'er, don't cry. Tell your sister why your hand is swollen." Sang Yu coaxed him gently and carefully observed the red and swollen area.

"Woo woo, just, just touched the tree."

He was too small to take long steps, and Sang Xingjia didn't have much experience in taking care of people, so when he led him for a walk, he inevitably walked too fast.

He would hold on to the tree trunk for strength from time to time, but when he came back, the back of his hand was swollen.

"Ouch, so hot and itchy."

Sang Xinghao's crying became louder and louder, attracting unhappy looks from many people around him. This family would not let him sleep.

He couldn't help but scratch the red and swollen back of his hand with his other hand, but after just a few scratches, the back of his hand swelled up again.

Sang Yu held his hand to prevent him from scratching so as not to break the skin, while thinking about what might have caused these reactions.

Fever, itching, swelling...

allergy!

"Hao'er, are you sure you touched the tree trunk and not the grass leaves?" Sang Yu asked again worriedly. These reactions reminded her of a plant.

Sang Xinghao's little face turned red. Afraid that his crying would annoy the people around him, Sang Xingjia covered his mouth with his hand, and he could only utter a few unclear words.

"Woo, sis, bro, I'm so itchy, I need to scratch, help me scratch. It's really a tree trunk, dripping wetly on my hands."