Chapter 10 Falling

Song Yuzhu got off the carriage and chased Song Yumin into the alley. The kid was really strong and ran very fast. He disappeared in the blink of an eye. Song Yuzhu chased him for a long time but couldn't catch up. He was so tired that he held his knees and panted.

His body is really weak. Jiang said that he was a premature baby, and it was not easy for him to survive. In fact, Song Yuzhu's health was not very good in his previous life, otherwise he would not have died suddenly on the operating table.

"Young Master, have you found Young Master Min?" Song Quan chased over and asked.

"No." Song Yuzhu covered his chest and straightened up. "Let's go to the front and see, maybe he ran back home."

The two walked all the way to the door of their house. The entire Song residence was empty, with only a guard guarding the gate. It seemed that Song Yumin had not returned.

Song Yuzhu said, "Let's go look for it in front. If we can't find it, we can go to the clinic to look for my father."

"Why."

The two men walked along the alley while searching and shouting.

"Yumin!"

"Master Min, Master...Master Min? Is that him squatting there?" Song Quan had good eyesight and found Song Yumin squatting and shivering behind a bush.

The two men hurried over. Song Quan was afraid that he would continue to run, so he grabbed his arm and said, "Master Min, why are you running?"

Song Yuzhu comforted him: "Don't be afraid, Yumin, I am your brother Yuzhu."

Song Yumin raised his head upon hearing the voice and stared blankly at Song Yuzhu. After a while, he suddenly opened his mouth and called out, "Dad!"

"Dad?" Song Quan and Song Yuzhu were shocked. They only knew that the child was shocked, but they didn't expect that he couldn't even recognize people.

"Dad, Dandan misses you so much!" Song Yumin suddenly threw himself on Song Yuzhu, hugged his neck with both hands, and tears streamed down his face as if he had suffered a great injustice.

Dandan was probably his nickname. This kid actually mistook Song Yuzhu for Song Lin, and almost knocked him down with his big and strong arms.

Song Quan quickly reached out to pull him: "Master Min, you got the wrong person, this is your cousin..."

Song Yumin hugged her even tighter and refused to let go.

Song Yuzhu waved her hands. Just admit your fault. It's not an advantage to be his father for two lifetimes. This child is so pitiful. He has no one to rely on now. If I don't come to find him, he might die in the war.

"Good boy Yumin, let's go home."

Song Yumin nodded with sobs, holding Song Yuzhu's hand with a look of dependence on his face.

"Go to the clinic first, don't miss the bus."

The Song family lived in the east of the city, and the clinic was in the west. They usually went there by carriage, but now there was no carriage available, so it would take half an hour to walk there.

There were many people on the street at this time, vendors were hawking their wares, and shops on the street were open. There was no sign of war at all.

Song Quan was confused, wondering if the second master had heard the news wrongly.

Halfway through the journey, Song Yumin clamored to eat fried rice cakes, so the three of them had to stay at the snack stand for another half a quarter of an hour. After frying the rice cakes, they hurried to the clinic.

The clinic was empty, with only two waiters left sorting out medicinal materials.

Song Yuzhu stepped forward and asked, "Has my father been here?"

The guys shook their heads and said, "We didn't see the boss. The shopkeeper came this morning and told us to lock up our things in the warehouse in the backyard, saying that the shop would be closed for the next few days."

Song Yuzhu frowned. Since his father didn't come to the clinic, he must have gone to the pharmacy. Without caring too much, he pulled Song Yumin and Song Quanchao to the pharmacy not far away.

After hurrying for a long time, I finally arrived at the pharmacy, just in time to see the shop assistant closing and locking the door.

Song Quan hurried forward to stop him and asked, "Where are the Second Master and the Third Master?"

"But you came at an unfortunate time. They had just left."

"Ah?!" Song Quan's face turned green with fear. What should they do? Now that everyone has left, where can they catch the bus?

Song Yuzhu secretly thought that he was careless and got off the carriage rashly. Now that everyone has left, what should the remaining few of them do?

"Brother Quan, do you know the address of my hometown?"

Song Quan shook his head: "I don't know, my father knows but he never told me."

Looking at the silly Song Yumin next to him, it is even more impossible for this kid to know.

Song Yumin held up the rice cake and brought it to Song Yuzhu's mouth: "Dad, eat the rice cake."

Song Yuzhu sighed resignedly: "I won't eat it, you can keep it for yourself."

"Master, what should we do now?" Song Quan had never experienced such a thing before and was so anxious that tears came out.

"Let's go back to the clinic first. If my father knew I didn't get on the bus, he would definitely come back to look for me. Let's not run around and lose track of them again."

"Hey!" Song Quan quickly carried the bag on his back and led Song Yumin, and the three of them returned to the clinic. It happened that the guys had also finished cleaning the house, and when they saw Song Yuzhu coming, they gave him the key directly.

Song Yuzhu was an adult after all, so she was not too panicked. Although this incident was unexpected, it was not completely hopeless. On the bright side, at least they still had a place to stay.

He took out a few taels of silver from the package and handed them to Song Quan, saying, "Brother Quan, go to the street and buy some food, probably enough for the three of us to eat for five or six days."

Song Quan was puzzled and asked, "Why buy so much?"

"Just in case." They were afraid that Song Bai and his friends would miss the car in front of them and would not know they were not on the car until they got to their hometown. It would definitely take a long time to go back from their hometown, so they had to stay in the clinic for the next few days and not go out and wander around.

Song Quan took the silver and left, and Song Yuzhu went to the backyard to clean up the place to live. Fortunately, there was a bed and bedding in the backyard compartment, so it shouldn't be a big problem to deal with it for a few days.

"Yumin, come and help."

"Hey!" After Song Yumin finished eating the last piece of rice cake, he wiped his hands on himself and followed excitedly.

"Take the quilts outside to dry them in the sun."

"Yeah!" Song Yumin was quite obedient and strong. He picked up the old quilts and spread them one by one on the rack for drying herbs.

These quilts inevitably have some smell because so many people have used them. There is no time to rinse them now, so they can only dry them in the sun. Maybe Song Bai will come and take the three of them away soon.

But ideas are beautiful and reality is often cruel. By noon, Song Bai's carriage had not returned. According to the time, they might have walked more than ten miles away.

Song Quan came back with half a bag of rice and also bought a large piece of bacon, some cabbages and four or five radishes.

"I'm afraid that the cooked food will get moldy in the next few days. I think we have a clay pot and charcoal for boiling medicine in the backyard, so it should be good to cook some porridge."

Song Yuzhu nodded appreciatively: "It just so happens that there are some Tremella and Wolfberry in the warehouse. We can make some Tremella and Wolfberry porridge for lunch."

Silly boy Song Yumin stopped making trouble after eating and sat alone in the yard to bask in the sun.

Song Yuzhu had nothing to do, so she simply took out the medical books she had sorted out earlier and continued to classify and compile them. Song Quan collected the food and put it in the warehouse in the backyard, which was cool and dry, and the vegetables would not go bad even if they were kept there for ten days or half a month.

*

In the distance, a large group of soldiers were heading towards Jiangcheng County. This group of soldiers was well-trained and well-equipped, and it was obvious that a lot of time and money had been invested in it.

A chariot pulled by eight horses was surrounded by the crowd, and the person sitting in the chariot was Yang Yuanqing, the Eighth Prince. He was quite tall, with a square face, protruding ears, and a beard that grew from his chin to his temples. He was wearing a soft leather armor and leaning back in a chair with his eyes closed.

"Report! The scout reported! An ambush was discovered on the hill fifty miles ahead!"

Yang Yuanqing propped his chin up and asked, "How many people?"

"Reporting to the prince, we only found more than 300 barracks, so there should be no more than 4,000 people!"

The smile on Yang Yuanqing's face gradually grew bigger, and he glared and shouted: "My fourth brother really looks down on me. He actually sent so many people here. Kill them! I will kill them all and feed my bear!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The soldiers raised their weapons and shouted loudly, one wave after another, with great momentum! There were actually two fat-headed, big-eared black bears following the chariot. They were also wearing special armor. They stood up like humans, pounding their chests, and roaring with their bloody mouths wide open!

Yang Yuanqing had raised these two bears since they were young. They were ferocious, ate only living things, and only listened to him. If any servant or soldier made a mistake, he would throw them to feed the bears.

Zhao Xiao's face changed slightly as he rode on his horse. He had only heard that Yang Yuanqing had a violent temper before, but he didn't expect him to be like this. He secretly worried for the people in the city.

Half a month ago, after he asked the beggar to pass on the limerick, he went to Yang Yuanqing alone. Zhao Xiao did not hide his identity and told Yang Yuanqing what happened along the way.

When Yang Yuanqing heard about his brother's tragic death, he immediately decided to send troops to attack the Fourth King Yang Yuanqi, and Zhao Xiao naturally stayed by his side and was given the official title of a colonel.

The army set out and attacked Jiangcheng County in a mighty manner. At this rate, they would be able to reach the city gate by noon tomorrow.

*

At this time, the people of Jiangcheng County were still unaware of the impending disaster and continued to work and live as usual. However, the powerful people in the city had heard the news and had already packed up their belongings and fled.

Early in the morning, Song Yuzhu woke up from the cubicle. He opened his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar roof, feeling a little dazed. It took him a long time to remember that three people were left behind yesterday.

Song Yuzhu frowned and slapped his forehead. It seemed that he could only wait a few more days to see if he could come back to pick them up.

Song Quan woke up early and was cooking porridge in the yard.

"Master, get up. This small stove is quite suitable for boiling medicine."

Song Yumin also got up. Song Quan was afraid that he would cause trouble, so he handed him a fan and asked him to help fan himself.

Song Yuzhu stretched and went to the well to fetch half a bucket of water. After washing up, she went to the front hall to continue writing. If Song Bai hadn't come to pick them up, the medical book would have been almost finished in another three or two days.

Song Yuzhu rolled up his sleeves, ground the ink and just picked up the pen when there was a knock on the door of the clinic.

"Is anyone here? Is the doctor here?"

(End of this chapter)