She had originally planned to buy him a winter coat as well, but Lu Cijian hadn't come these days, and she couldn't estimate the size accurately, so she had to give up.
It was only when Liu Xiaoyun mentioned the other person that she remembered her.
Zhao Xing'er also said with doubt, "Yes, Father-in-law hasn't encountered Ci Jian much lately. Could it be that something has really happened? I'll have Dayong go and check on him later."
In the past, when Old Liu went to the fields, he would often run into Lu Cijian hunting, but he hadn't heard Old Liu mention it these days.
Liu Xiaoyun nodded, "When Gousheng comes back later, let him go too. It's a bit strange that Cijian hasn't come for so long."
Jiang Yimian was surprised to realize that Lu Cijian hadn't been to Xiaowadi for almost half a month. She frowned slightly and said, "I'll go take a look. Uncle Dayong is probably still weeding in the field with Grandpa, and Gousheng and the others are busy digging taro."
She was the only one with nothing better to do, so she went out to find some other food and also to visit Lu Cijian's place.
The group was still a little worried about Jiang Yimian's safety going alone, but they agreed after seeing Mimi following along.
With Mimi, such a big guy, around, even if they encountered other wild beasts, they would be scared away; the majesty of the king of the forest was still maintained.
Jiang Yimian carried a basket on her back and walked along with Mimi, looking around as they went. Apart from picking some mushrooms, they didn't find anything else.
It had rained a few days ago, and a group of people from the small depression had already come out to pick mushrooms. This time, she didn't pick many, just enough to fill a small half-basket.
Seeing that there was nothing left to pick, Jiang Yimian led Mimi straight to where Lu Cijian lived.
The weather has gotten cooler recently, and many leaves have fallen from the trees, leaving the ground covered with withered leaves that crunch underfoot.
Mimi seemed to know where Jiang Yimian was going. As soon as it entered the woods, it started running wildly. Jiang Yimian couldn't stop it no matter how much she called, so she had no choice but to let it go.
The man and the tiger soon arrived in front of the cabin.
The door to the wooden cabin was tightly closed, with only traces of burnt dry branches remaining on the open ground.
Jiang Yimian frowned, took a few steps forward and looked at the ashes on the ground. They had been soaked by rain and dried into clumps, so she guessed that Lu Cijian hadn't been around for the past few days.
She found it strange that this guy had been gone for so long without her noticing what had happened or what danger he might have encountered.
After looking around again and confirming that there was no trace of Lu Cijian, Jiang Yimian decided to go back.
That guy on the left and right is also very strong. He managed to escape from an adult tiger, so he should be fine.
Just as I was about to leave with Mimi, I heard a very faint cry for help.
Jiang Yimian frowned, shooed Mimi away to catch birds, and then followed the sound toward the woods near the cabin.
As soon as they entered, the cries for help grew louder, carrying a hint of pleading and urgency.
"Is anyone there? Can someone help us?"
Are you there?
Looking at the several traps in front of him, Wang Zhuzi was anxious to go deeper into the forest to find someone, but he was also afraid of angering the people he had met last time, so he paced back and forth anxiously.
If no one can be found to save him, not only will his wife and children die, but the refugees on the mountain will also likely die.
Although he didn't have much of a relationship with the others, they had developed some friendships through their mutual help and support over the years.
He didn't want his wife and children to die, nor did he want those people to die.
With a determined heart, just as he was about to avoid the traps and head deeper into the woods, he heard a cold voice.
"It's you again."
Jiang Yimian looked at the man who looked exhausted and had messy hair, and frowned slightly.
She said last time that these people were not allowed to come again.
Just as they thought this guy was about to launch a sneak attack, he suddenly knelt down on the ground with a "thud" and pleaded, "Girl, please save my wife and child! Please, they've had a fever for several days, and so have the others on the mountain. Please save us!"
He wouldn't have come to ask for help if he hadn't been completely desperate.
The refugees on the mountain had food and built thatched huts together to shelter from the wind and rain. Their lives seemed to be getting back on track. But recently, the weather has been getting cooler day by day, and a heavy rain a few days ago left everyone soaked to the bone.
Before the rain stopped, many people started coughing and had a fever. At first, it was just the elderly, women and children, but later, several men also started coughing.
Those with fevers had much more severe symptoms, and seeing that everyone was about to get infected, he had no other choice but to come here.
Jiang Yimian was taken aback, then instantly realized that the torrential rain a few days ago must have caused many people to fall ill.
In addition, this is the season when the flu is prevalent, and there are many people on the mountain, all crowded together, so if one person gets sick, it can spread to everyone in an instant.
If it is not controlled in time, it will eventually develop into a plague, which would be terrible.
When Wang Zhuzi saw that she didn't speak, he assumed that she didn't want to help him.
He immediately kowtowed heavily on the ground, pleading, "Girl, please, I'll do anything you ask if you can help us."
Jiang Yimian noticed that the other person had a lot of wet mud on their body, which must be because they stepped on a trap when they entered the forest.
Although Wang Zhuzi was anxious, he only walked to the middle of the forest and did not continue to go deeper into the forest, clearly not wanting her to misunderstand.
He has indeed come here today seeking help.
Seeing that the other party was about to continue kowtowing, Jiang Yimian said calmly, "I didn't do this to save you."
It was only for herself and the people in the small depression.
If a serious plague breaks out among these refugees, the animals on the mountain may also suffer, not to mention the people in their small depression.
Before Wang Zhuzi could react, he saw Jiang Yimian walking out of the woods.
He was taken aback, then quickly scrambled to his feet and followed, his eyes filled with excitement. "Thank you, young lady, thank you, young lady."
The two walked one after the other towards the outer edge of the mountain, and it took them more than an hour to finally reach the outer edge.
Even though she already knew about the refugees' situation on the way, she still frowned when she saw the scene before her.
Many people were coughing with pale faces, and some were already lying on the ground with their eyes closed and their faces flushed an abnormal red.
Some elderly, weak, women and children were lying in makeshift thatched huts.
The three thatched huts were already packed with people; a rough estimate puts there at least sixty refugees.
There weren't many people, but the open space around the mountain was too small. With dozens of people crammed together, there wasn't even a place to stand, making it seem extremely crowded.
If it weren't for the bandits blocking the way down the mountain, and the need to go deeper into the mountains to get around the stronghold, these refugees wouldn't have all gathered here on the mountain.
There are only fifty or sixty people now, but the number of refugees will definitely increase in the future. As long as the banditry at the foot of the mountain is not eliminated, the number of refugees on the mountain will not decrease, and their small depressions will never have peace.
I have no idea what the situation is like outside.
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