It is harvest season again. After Yan Xi's careful cultivation, the rice in his family's four paddy fields is growing very well, obviously much better than the paddy fields in the neighboring fields.
People who passed by his paddy fields were a little surprised and asked him how he grew the crops.
On the day of harvest, Yan Xi was extremely busy. He almost went out early and came back late, and sometimes he was still working in the fields after dark.
Mu Beichen would not come out during the day. When it was dark and everyone went back, he would follow Yan Xi out to help with the harvest.
After seven days of hard work, all the rice was harvested.
Although the output was not as high as modern ones, excluding the part that needed to be handed over to the court, it was enough for the two of them to eat for a year.
Of course, the premise is... Yan Xi has been losing weight and can't eat as much as she wants.
On the last night, Yan Xi was carrying rice and walking carefully behind him. Mu Beichen, who was also carrying rice, was holding a lantern in front of him to light the way for him.
Everything was going smoothly all the way, but maybe it was because of the narrow section of road ahead, which Yan Xi had been walking on frequently recently, and it suddenly collapsed. Yan Xi, who was carrying rice, accidentally fell off the road, hit a rock with a click, and broke his calf.
Yan Xi cried out in pain on the spot.
Mu Beichen's pupils suddenly constricted. He quickly put the rice aside and jumped down. He looked at his left leg helplessly with an anxious look on his face. "Don't be afraid. I, I'll carry you... back and call... call a doctor!"
Yan Xi was sweating profusely from the pain, his face pale, but he shook his head, "No, you can't carry me."
Although he lost 100 kilograms in the past few months, he still weighed more than 300 kilograms and was still a big fat man. How could Mu Beichen, with such a small body, carry him?
"But your legs..." Mu Beichen, who was always taciturn, was very anxious at the moment, so anxious that he couldn't speak clearly.
Yan Xi endured the pain and said calmly: "Go get me a stick to use as a crutch."
"Okay!" Mu Beichen didn't dare to waste time. He quickly went to chop a thick stick and specially picked a small tree trunk that could support his armpit.
Mu Beichen helped him up. Yan Xi leaned on his crutches and took a few breaths. "First, pick up the rice that has fallen on the ground and take it back. Don't worry about me. I can walk back by myself."
Mu Beichen suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him, moving his lips, wanting to refute, but meeting Yan Xi's unquestionable gaze, he nodded obediently, finished it as quickly as possible, and carried Yan Xi's load of rice home.
Yan Xi followed behind him.
The two of them walked for a long time.
As soon as they got home, Mu Beichen helped Yan Xi back to the house and lay down.
Yan Xi was already in great pain, and he had walked all the way while enduring the pain. He could no longer hold on, and not long after lying down, he fainted from the pain.
Mu Beichen panicked and hurried out to find a doctor. However, before he had gone far, he turned back and went to the wall of Uncle Chen's house next door. He shouted several times, "Xiao Mu is in trouble," and then hid.
Uncle Chen, who was about to go to bed, heard the noise outside and hurriedly put on his coat to check in Yan Xi's room.
I saw Yan Xi lying motionless on the bed, his whole body was dirty, his face, hands and legs were scratched by thorns, all covered in blood, his left leg was hanging outside, a little red and swollen.
Uncle Chen thought to himself that it was bad, and went to check, and found that his leg was indeed broken.
Without a doubt, Uncle Chen went back to discuss it with Aunt Chen, and then went to call the village doctor to see him that night.
Mu Beichen was worried and followed closely in the dark.
The doctor rushed over and diagnosed Yan Xi with a severe fracture. It was estimated that Yan Xi would have to live like this for the rest of his life.
The doctor spoke implicitly, but Uncle Chen knew what it meant.
In short, Xiao Mu's leg is lame and he will be disabled for life.
Mu Beichen, who was eavesdropping in the corner, felt his mind go blank for a moment when he heard the doctor's words. His figure swayed, but he accidentally stepped on broken tiles, making a loud noise.
"Who? Who's there?" Uncle Chen looked over. When he saw it was Mu Beichen, he was stunned for a moment, then said unhappily, "So it's you, you ominous monster! Why are you still here?! Little Mu must have become like this because of you!"
Mu Beichen suddenly heard a buzzing sound in his ears and his body trembled slightly. He glanced at Yan Xi who had not woken up in the room yet and clenched his five fingers.
Uncle Chen had a cold face. He was furious when he thought of Yan Xi's condition. He told him not to get close to this monster, but he didn't listen. Now the misfortune still happened.
"What are you still looking at? Why aren't you leaving? What else do you want from him?!"
Mu Beichen looked at him, his eyes slightly red. He moved his lips but said nothing. He slowly looked away, ran out of the yard, and disappeared into the night.
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