Lin Youcai finally spoke up: "Alright, I think that makes sense too. We've been fleeing famine all this way, which wasn't easy to begin with, and then there's this person who keeps predicting our downfall. In that case, then..."

Lin Youliang quickly interrupted, "No, no—"

Lin Youliang was really anxious this time. Seeing that Lin Youcai was about to kick him out of the famine relief team, he quickly knelt down and slapped himself in the face despite his advanced age.

"Slap—slap—slap—"

The crisp sound of a slap echoed through the valley. Lin Youliang, with snot and tears streaming down his face, cried, "I deserve to die, brother! I was just momentarily bewitched... I..."

The villagers are still soft-hearted after all.

Seeing that he was already old and still acted like this, they didn't say anything about kicking him out in the end.

Lin Jinyue was delighted. This old man always took advantage of his age and the fact that he was her grandfather, and he would come here every time to act like an elder. Lin Jinyue was getting annoyed to death.

However, she directly shifted the blame.

When their family came to ancient times, they followed local customs and observed the local filial piety. Even if they severed ties, they would not go too far. Lin Jinyue then shifted the blame: the villagers looked down on her grandfather and wanted to drive Lin Youliang's family away. What did that have to do with their family?

Her family still has no moral flaws.

It is indeed quite troublesome, but that's how it was in ancient times. Reputation was more important than anything else. Some people even did unbelievable things, either acting or making the act real, in order to gain a good reputation and have it passed down.

For example, there was an official in ancient times whose daughter ate a piece of cake from a neighbor's house. He beat his daughter to death, and thus his reputation for integrity and justice spread far and wide.

When Lin Jinyue saw this historical material in her previous life, she looked down on the person who wrote it, thinking that what was so important about reputation in a person's life?

Doing these kinds of shows is unnecessary.

Until she herself traveled through time.

Listening to other villagers talk about those trivial matters, even the smallest mistake can be elevated to a moral level.

Forget it, let's avoid trouble and not let our family become the subject of other people's gossip.

While Lin Youliang was being lectured by the village chief and others, Jiang Yun was also busy. First, she took his pulse, and then she had someone wash his feet.

The poisonous blood inside must be released, but there are no sharp objects here.

You can't exactly use a kitchen knife to cut it, can you? If you do that, will you even be able to cut vegetables anymore? Putting aside whether you can live with yourself, people here are so careless when washing dishes and vegetables. What if you end up ingesting germs?

Lin Jinyue then went into the space to search.

She actually managed to find a silver needle. It was from her spatial storage. Last time, she had traded grain for a box of cloth, and there was a sewing kit in the corner. Lin Jinyue took out a silver needle from it.

After Jiang Yun heated the silver needle with the flame of an oil lamp, she had someone cover the stone's eyes before using the needle tip to make a cut in the swollen area.

Lin Jinyue also went over to help, squeezing the back of Shi Tou's foot to draw out the blood, which had already begun to turn black.

Everyone was startled.

Shi Tou's eyes were covered. He didn't cry out when it hurt, and he didn't cry when the pressure was applied. But when he suddenly turned around and saw the black blood dripping down, he burst into tears.

The little boy's eyes welled up with tears. He wiped them with his hand and asked, choking back sobs, "Third Aunt, am I going to die?"

His parents were initially heartbroken, but upon hearing this, his father slapped him on the head.

"Pah, pah, pah! What unlucky things are you saying? Spit them out right now! Children say the darndest things, children say the darndest things..."

Jiang Yun comforted her, "It's alright. It was discovered early, so it won't be a big deal. Just make sure to take your medicine properly in a few days, and tell me as soon as you feel any discomfort. If it had been a few days later, your leg would have had to be amputated, and there's no guarantee it could have been saved."

Lin Jinyue was also aware of the villagers' habit of letting minor illnesses fester and waiting to die from major ones.

After all, seeing a doctor is expensive these days, and even in peaceful times, not many people are willing to spend that money.

Lin Jinyue then said, "From now on, if anyone feels unwell, you must immediately contact my mother. Some illnesses may not seem serious in the early stages, just minor ailments that don't appear to cause any harm. However, once the infection becomes severe, it may be too late to save them. Some illnesses are contagious, and if one person gets sick, a whole group of people will suffer as well. So, if you feel unwell, please speak up immediately."

However, she didn't forget to add, "Of course, my mother can only try her best to treat her; there's no guarantee she can be cured."

Everyone hurriedly said, "Of course! It's good to have something to look forward to. We lack everything here. Even if the imperial physician came, it would be difficult to manage."

Stone recovered quickly, though he had been scratched by the poisonous plant.

The child was scratched in the afternoon. This family is really careless. They managed to delay treatment. How come no one noticed that the child's foot was swollen so much?

Thankfully, he has been saved and will recover after taking some detoxifying medicine.

*

They had been hiding in the mountains for four days.

Every day, someone was watching the outside from the tree. Lin Jinyue felt that she couldn't stay here any longer and it was time to prepare to leave.

She still felt a vague sense of unease.

If Prince Jing and his men finish their battle and come hunting in the mountains with their troops, and they see this group, they won't be able to defeat them.

Lin Jinyue felt that if she stayed any longer, she would be walking a tightrope.

She walked to the tree and asked Lin Fugui, "Uncle Fugui, how have you been these past few days? Can we go now?"

There's only one exit from this mountain forest. If we were to go around it, we'd probably have to go deep into the mountains, and who knows what kind of ferocious beasts might be lurking there.

Lin Fugui was also worried: "There's no way to go; that road is full of patrolling soldiers."

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