Song Xiaowu was prepared and turned around to dodge it.
However, Jiang Yimian, who had just opened the door, did not expect that the vase would come straight at her. She was unable to dodge in time and took out a curved dagger from her sleeve to knock the vase down.
Lu Cijian, however, reacted quickly, scooping the person into his arms and swiftly using his lightness skill to dodge to the side.
The vase crashed onto the spot where they had just been standing, shattering into pieces.
Jiang Yimian muttered under her breath, "Cheating!"
This damn light-foot technique is so convenient to use.
Song Xiaowu was also startled. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the young master was not injured. Just as he was about to speak, his gaze fell on Jiang Yimian. His face immediately lit up with joy, and he came forward with a smile and said, "Young master, this must be Miss Jiang."
Lu Cijian gave a soft hum, quickly released the person in his arms, and looked at Liu Changsong with a frown, saying, "Has he had another attack?"
Song Xiaowu nodded helplessly, "That's right, it's been like this for the past few days. I'll go call the doctor."
Lu Cijian stopped him, saying calmly, "No need, Mianmian knows medicine."
Song Xiaowu was taken aback and glanced at Jiang Yimian with some surprise.
He had heard a lot about this Miss Jiang from Song Er, but he didn't seem to have heard anyone mention that she knew medicine.
As soon as Jiang Yimian entered the room, a number of things flew towards her. She dodged them one by one, thinking that Liu Changsong was going to throw more things.
The other party suddenly stopped, seemingly exhausted. They squatted in the corner, covering their heads, and said tremblingly, "No, we won't run anymore, we won't run anymore, please let us go, please, don't hit us anymore, don't hit us anymore."
Jiang Yimian frowned. She had already heard on the way here that the other party seemed to be mentally unstable. Although she wasn't too surprised, she was still startled by the other party's state.
She knelt down in front of Liu Changsong and tentatively called out, "Uncle Liu, do you remember me? I'm Jiang Yatou."
Upon hearing this, Liu Changsong paused, still muttering to himself, but slowly raised his head, looking at the person in front of him with fear.
Seeing that it was effective, Jiang Yimian said softly, "Uncle Liu, what are you doing here? Where is my father? Didn't you tell my father that you would find me a wife when you came back from working this time?"
Where did you go?
The original owner had quite a few memories related to Liu Changsong, because he had a good relationship with Jiang Dazhuang. They grew up together, often worked together, and would occasionally bring snacks to share with the eldest son's children, making him practically family to them.
She simply couldn't imagine that the honest and kind man she once knew would turn out like this.
His messy hair was plastered on his face, his beard was unkempt, he was so thin he was just skin and bones, and his eyes were deeply sunken, making him look no different from a skinny old man.
In my memory, the person in front of me should not be thirty years old. However, after only a year apart, he looks like an old man who is about to be buried.
As Liu Changsong listened to these words, he gradually calmed down, and his eyes changed from fear to confusion.
He stared at Jiang Yimian intently for a long time before saying incredulously, "You, you really are Jiang, Jiang girl?"
Jiang Dazhuang's joking words also came to mind in his chaotic mind.
"Changsong, let's find a good job this time. When we come back, we can even find you a wife, so your mother won't keep worrying about you."
"Yimian, don't worry, we're just going to find some work to do. When we get back, Uncle Liu will buy you some good food, and your grandparents will be able to agree to you separating the family."
"I'll only eat Uncle Liu's wedding candy. Uncle Liu, you'd better remember to bring a wife back with you!"
Memories that had been forgotten in the corner of his mind suddenly exploded. Liu Changsong shouted and covered his head for a while before anxiously saying with red eyes, "Jiang, Jiang girl, hurry, hurry to the mine to save your father."
Go, if you're too late, he'll really die. Hurry, go save him!
"It's my fault, it's all my fault for being useless and failing to bring him with me."
The thought of the past year or so he had spent in the mines made him feel like he was going to collapse.
He ran for three days before finally emerging from the dense forest. He intended to report to the nearest county government, but he fainted as soon as he finally entered the town.
When he woke up again, he was in the same room in front of him, looking at strangers. He thought he hadn't escaped. The long-term torment had long since driven him to a mental breakdown.
The last glimmer of hope in his heart was completely extinguished when he saw the room full of strangers, driving him to madness.
Seeing that he had regained some of his senses, Jiang Yimian quickly said, "Uncle Liu, what exactly happened? What mine? Tell me slowly."
Liu Changsong said with a look of horror in his eyes, "I, I don't know what kind of mine it is, I only know that it is a continuous mountain range covered with tall poplar trees."
That place was very remote. Our group was completely knocked unconscious and kidnapped. When we first arrived, there were already quite a few people digging for iron ore in the mine.
At first, we tried to run away, but everything in the mountains looked the same. Before we could find our way, we were taken back. Those people whipped us and threatened to beat us to death if we didn't mine properly.
We could only mine in the mine shafts, working there day and night, and we didn't even know how much time had passed.
The thought of those days and nights spent mining sent chills down his spine.
If it were just mining, that would be fine, but the mines are far too dangerous, especially at night, where explosions and fires can easily occur if you're not careful.
Many people died in explosions and fires, while others died in mine collapses and from being whipped by their leaders.
Those people didn't treat them like human beings at all; they treated them like livestock.
Not long after someone dies in the mine, someone else will be brought in.
If he hadn't used some tricks to build a good relationship with the people who went to collect food every half month at the mine, and followed them outside the mine to collect food, there would have been no chance of escaping at all.
If it weren't for the fact that Brother Dazhuang had taken a beating for him those few days, leaving him covered in injuries and unable to stand, on the verge of dying, he wouldn't have been so anxious to escape, hoping that the government officials could rescue them from the mine.
Listening to the conversation between the two, Lu Cijian simply turned to Song Xiaowu beside him and said, "Go and find out which mountain near Pingjiang County has poplar trees."
Song Xiaowu quickly agreed and hurried out.
Liu Changsong then looked at Lu Cijian and asked the person next to him nervously, "Jiang, Jiang girl, where is this? And who are they?"
Jiang Yimian reassured him, "Uncle Liu, don't worry, they are not bad people, they are all my friends."
You're home now. This is Qinghe Town; no one will dare to take you away again.
Tell us everything you know about the situation at the mine.
We have too little information; if we really want to go to the mine to rescue people, we need more information.
They don't even know the exact location of the mine, let alone how many people are working there.
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