Transmigrated to a Troubled Era of Famine, I Just Want to Farm Peacefully

When Lin Yinan opened her eyes, she had become a fifteen-year-old girl in ancient times. Before she could even react, she encountered a barbarian invasion and a massacre.

Her mother was strug...

Chapter 315 Warmth

Finally, she turned to Su Kunliang and Deng Kang, who were standing at the top of the stairs, and said, "Master Su, Young Master Deng, I will invite you to the banquet another day."

Su Kunliang glanced at the still-bleeding wound on her arm and said, "It's alright, you should bandage the wound quickly."

“Yes, yes, we can have dinner another day,” Deng Kang said, cupping his hands in greeting.

Only then did he realize that Lin Yinan not only knew martial arts, but that her skills were also extremely advanced.

After explaining some things, Lin Yinan went home.

Having received the news earlier, Yunmu hurriedly came out with Qianxia, ​​her face full of anxiety. "Anan, how badly are you injured? Doctor Lin, please take a look at her quickly."

"Mother, it's just some superficial wounds."

Qianxia quickly helped Lin Yinan to sit down on a stool.

Dr. Lin stepped forward with his medicine box to treat her injuries. He took out scissors, cut open Lin Yinan's tattered sleeves, and began to clean and bandage her wounds.

"The wound isn't deep. After bandaging it and applying some medicine, be careful not to get it wet for the next few days."

At this moment, Qianwu helped Old Mrs. Zhao and Li Shulan in. They were tidying up the backyard in the house today, preparing to plant some vegetables.

"Anan, where are you hurt?"

Looking at the wound, now cleaned and with the flesh torn open, Li Shulan, clutching a handkerchief, asked Doctor Lin, "Was there any poison on the weapon?"

Doctor Lin examined her carefully, took Lin Yinan's pulse, and then shook his head, saying, "It seems there is none."

"You've lost so much blood, shouldn't you get some medicine to help you recover?" Old Mrs. Zhao was heartbroken. Why did Anan always have to go through all this fighting and killing?

Mrs. Zhao looked concerned, and Dr. Lin said while packing his medicine box, "Drink some meat soup after the wound has scabbed over."

"Alright, thank you very much, Dr. Lin." Yunmu saw Dr. Lin to the door.

"Anan, are you feeling dizzy?" Li Shulan asked worriedly, given how much blood she had lost and how long the incision was.

Seeing how concerned they were about her, Lin Yinan felt a warmth in her heart and said gently, "Grandmother, Mother, don't worry, it's just a minor injury."

"I'll go back and change my clothes first."

Her clothes were tattered and stained with blood; Yun Shijiu would be horrified if she saw them.

"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you," Yunmu asked from behind.

"Just do it the same as usual, no need to do anything special."

Lin Yinan waved to the group and led Qianxia and Qianwu back to the courtyard.

As she watched her departing figure, Grandma Zhao sighed, "A-Nan is good in every way, except that she's too careless with herself."

The three of them, master and servants, strolled through the small garden.

"Third Madam, if I had been here just now, you wouldn't have been injured." Seeing her injured, Qianwu felt sad and was on the verge of tears.

Lin Yinan touched the two thick black braids on the back of her head and smiled, "I told you everything's fine, so please don't cry."

Qianxia quietly wiped away a tear; the girl never liked having others follow her when she did things.

“Girl, next time no matter what, one of us, Qianwu or I, must go with you. You can’t send us away.”

"Okay, I'll do whatever Chika says."

Lin Yinan pinched her round little face and quickly changed the subject.

"Quickly fetch me a basin of water to wipe myself down. I've been sweating so much that my undershirt is soaked, and it's really uncomfortable."

Qianxia looked up at her seriously, "Brother taught us so much so that we could stay by your side and protect you. When you come back, how will we sisters explain this to you?"

Lin Yinan has no doubt about the sisters' loyalty and skills.

"I will explain for you, and I will never let you leave my side again."

After calming the two down, Lin Yinan quickly washed up, changed her clothes, and fell asleep on the couch.

When she woke up, it was getting dark outside.

Hearing the commotion inside, Qianwu came in and lit the lamp.

"What time is it?"

Despite being here for so long, Lin Yinan still doesn't know how to tell time.

"It's almost dusk," Qianwu said. "The soup that the old lady instructed the kitchen to prepare is ready and is being kept warm in our small kitchen. Third Madam, would you like some?"

Lin Yinan hadn't even eaten lunch, and upon hearing this, her stomach rumbled in agreement.

"I'm hungry too, bring it up."

Qianwu quickly brought the food up. Lin Yinan, not seeing Qianxia, ​​asked, "Where's Qianxia?"

"The old lady said you were injured, so Miss Nineteen will sleep in her room tonight. Qianxia will go and coax her to sleep and then come back."

That's fine, Lin Yinan was worried that the smell of medicine on him would scare her.

After eating, feeling sleepy, Lin Yinan rinsed her mouth and went to sleep.

As dawn broke, the morning sun was not too strong.

Lin Yinan strongly felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at her. She slowly opened her eyes and found that the eyes staring at her were Lin Zhiyan's.

Upon seeing her wake up, Lin Zhiyan immediately smiled sweetly.

"Mother, you're awake!"

Lin Yinan pulled her hand out from under the covers and pressed it against her soft, smooth face.

"Why did Yan'er get up so early?"

Lin Zhiyan kicked off her shoes, climbed onto the bed, lay down next to Lin Yinan, and rested her head on her chest.

She said softly, "Mother, I didn't see you when I came home from school yesterday. Grandmother said you were tired. Later, I heard from Grandmother and my aunt that you were injured."

As she spoke, she looked up at her, her large, bright eyes slowly filling with tears, which then rolled down her cheeks.

"Mom, where are you hurt? Does it hurt?"

Lin Yinan wiped away her tears and said softly, "My arm was slashed by a bad guy, and it hurts a bit. I took a nap, and it doesn't hurt as much now."

"Mother, I want to learn martial arts so I can help you fight bad guys in the future," Lin Zhiyan said earnestly.

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