Chapter 151 Unable to Repay a Life-Saving Grace, He Offers Himself as a Live-in Son-in-Law
Everyone who was connected to Shen Jin and Yan Yu was filled with gloom, growing thinner day by day, each with their own grievances but no one to confide in.
As for the so-called funeral, the Rong family has no intention of holding one under any circumstances. Moreover, if anyone dares to mention those two words in front of Madam Rong, they will be in trouble in no time.
Gradually, no one mentioned it anymore. After all, it was their family matter, and how to handle it was up to them.
Autumn has arrived in the blink of an eye. The season is gradually getting cooler, and the leaves are turning yellow. They fall with the autumn wind, accumulating a thick layer of fallen leaves on the ground.
In a remote village, hidden deep in a mountain, there are many mountains, stretching endlessly. Some mountains are desolate and uninhabited, while others are lush with vegetation, filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers.
There is a secluded ethnic minority there, where the people usually sing and dance, creating a lively atmosphere.
A strong, muscular man, shirtless, walked into a somewhat dilapidated wooden house. A strong smell of medicine wafted out, and inside sat an elderly woman, who was pounding herbs.
The man went inside, glanced around the room, then looked back at the old woman and asked softly, "Are they still not awake?"
The old woman kept grinding herbs in her hands, her movements never stopping. She sighed softly and slowly said, "Still nothing, just like always."
The man frowned slightly after hearing this, then casually sat down next to the old woman and said, somewhat puzzled, "It's been so long, why hasn't she woken up yet? Logically, there should be some signs of improvement by now, right?"
“Oh, they are so badly injured,” the old woman said, her eyes somewhat cloudy. “It’s already very lucky that they didn’t die immediately after falling from such a height. Now, it will take time for them to recover.”
Upon hearing this, the man could only sigh softly, then stood up and walked inside, intending to see the two people who had fallen from such a high cliff, covered in wounds but still alive.
Although this ethnic group lives only in their own territory, they are still quite unrestrained and enthusiastic, and not concerned with trivial matters, which is reflected in their way of walking.
The old lady could only helplessly remind them, "Can you be a little gentler? They're in a bad state right now and haven't woken up yet, which means they haven't recovered. They need to rest properly, so don't disturb them."
"Alright!" The man nodded gruffly, then obeyed the old lady's words, tiptoed into the room, and gently pushed open a wooden door.
Once the door opened, you could see two beds inside, with two unconscious people lying on them. Their bodies were covered in scars, a sight that would send chills down your spine.
"This is terrible..." The man walked over, stared at their faces and looked around, muttering to himself, "What if their faces are injured? They'll be disfigured."
These two people were encountered by their tribesmen at the foot of the cliff when they went out to transport goods. They were on the verge of death, barely clinging to life, and looked so pitiful.
Therefore, the tribespeople did not hesitate to take them into the vehicle, treat their wounds, and then quietly left through the secret passage they had taken on their own, bringing them back to the tribe.
But several months have passed since then. Although their medical skills in the mountains are naturally inferior to those in the city, they are adept at using all kinds of medicines to treat injuries, and they are very effective.
Logically speaking, they should have woken up by now.
This person probably never imagined that the two people they casually rescued from their clan were Shen Jin and Yan Yu, whom the Rong, Yan, and Luo families outside were frantically searching for.
"You guys are really lucky. If we hadn't found out, you might be dead by now." The man muttered to himself as he sat to the side. Although he knew that the two people probably couldn't hear what he was saying, he just couldn't control his mouth.
"Hey, Dalang, stop nagging in there and get to work! Don't disturb people's rest!" The old lady couldn't stand his incessant chatter and had to shoo him away.
The man, whom the old lady called Dalang, seemed to find it rather boring to chatter with two unconscious people, so he stood up, walked out of the wooden house, and said to the old lady, "Then I'll be going now."
"Come on, come on, there's still so much work to be done in the fields," the old woman said without looking up. "If the fields are done, there's still the vegetable garden and orchard. Hurry up and go."
"Okay, okay." Da Lang picked up a piece of fruit from the side and ate it before walking outside.
Although they are an ethnic minority living in the mountains, the surrounding environment is very good, nestled against the mountains and beside the water. Their life here is different from that in the city.
They have fields, vegetable gardens, and orchards here, all cultivated by themselves. After all, self-reliance leads to abundance.
After Dalang came out of the house, he saw all kinds of trees and fruit trees all around. It was autumn harvest season, and the trees were laden with fruits of all sizes, which looked particularly beautiful.
They have a stream and fields here. The rice seedlings in the fields are ready to be harvested. Many men, women and children are busy in the fields, with smiles on their faces and humming their local folk songs.
When someone saw the man approaching, they asked with a smile, "Dalang, haven't those two woken up yet?"
The locals were curious about the two foreigners who had been rescued, and they were also quite concerned about them.
"Not yet, but compared to when they were first brought back in a bloody mess, they're much better now," Da Lang said, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth. "The old woman said they might need a little more time before they wake up. They've passed the most dangerous period, so we can take it slow now."
"That would be wonderful!" the woman in the field joked. "We'll have to treat them well when they wake up. They're both so handsome; my daughter thinks about them every day!"
"Oh my goodness!" A woman who was busy on the other side straightened up and said with a smile after hearing this, "My daughter is the same! She said those two are so handsome! She can't help but want to marry them!"
Immediately, others chimed in, "Hey!! How can these girls be so bold? Be careful they scare people away and they won't want to date them! Don't they know how to tone it down a bit!"
A woman laughed heartily: "Hahaha, what's so special about that? I overheard them discussing the other day that since they've already returned to our clan, they shouldn't go back either. They can't repay the life-saving grace, so they should marry into the family and become sons-in-law!"
The group was talking with great interest, making no attempt to hide their feelings, as if they couldn't wait to come to the two of them as soon as they came to their senses and remind them to stop, so they could bring the man home as their son-in-law as soon as possible, lest something unexpected happen and someone else beat them to it.
If Shen Jin and Yan Yu, who were still unconscious, knew how enthusiastic and fierce the people here were, they probably wouldn't want to wake up.
While everyone was chatting happily about all sorts of shameless things, a pretty young girl carrying a basket walked by and smiled at them, saying, "What nonsense are you talking about? Maybe they already have someone in their family."
"Hey, Xiaoqing's back!" someone called out the girl's name with a smile. "Did you find any good herbs today?"
The girl, around twenty years old, gave a sweet smile: "Of course I have! I've been wandering around outside for half the day, how could I not have gotten something?"
From the moment Yan Yu and Shen Jin were brought back to the clan, it was this girl named Xiao Qing and the old woman who took care of them, applying medicine and treating their wounds.
After all, many people in the clan don't know these things.
Someone nodded and smiled, "That's good, that's good! Thank you for your hard work! I hope they get better soon so we can bring our daughters to propose marriage, hahaha!"
The girl named Xiaoqing smiled helplessly and carried her herbs back home. Suddenly, someone teased her from behind, "By the way, Xiaoqing, those two belong to everyone. Don't try to keep them all to yourself!"
The young woman, barely twenty years old, blushed at their teasing: "Don't talk nonsense!"
She hurried away carrying her basket, while the people behind her laughed incessantly without giving her any face.
Perhaps it was in such a lively environment that the two people who had been in a coma for several months finally began to stir.
Shen Jin's fingers twitched slightly, just as the old lady noticed, and couldn't help but ask, "Can you hear me?"
Shen Jin didn't answer him, but he did take her words to heart. Unfortunately, his mind was in complete chaos, and he couldn't distinguish anything. He couldn't even sort out the jumbled fragments of memories in his mind, so he had no energy to reply to her.
"Grandma, do you think they'll have any lasting effects after they wake up?" The girl named Xiaoqing frowned, asking with some concern. "After all, that's no small injury; I'm always worried..."
“They haven’t even woken up yet, what’s the point of worrying so much beforehand?” the old lady said. “It’s already good enough that they’re alive. We can only wait until they wake up and see how things go.”
Xiaoqing said "Oh," then pointed to Yan Yu beside her and couldn't help but say, "That one is still not moving..."
“Although both of them fell off the cliff and were half-dead, the one who was injured was more seriously,” the old lady said, her gaze sweeping over the two young men with mixed feelings. “The more serious the injury, the longer the recovery will take.”
Another half month passed, and the outside world still knew nothing about the two of them, with no further developments.
Deep in the mountains, under the loving care and treatment of the local ethnic minority people, Shen Jin finally opened his heavy eyelids after months of coma...
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