Chapter 153 I'll Go With You
After Mrs. Chen brought her grandson to thank them on the first day, she came again on the second day and brought them two bunches of dried vegetables.
He advised them again in his words, which roughly meant that they should turn back, take another route, and spend some effort, which was better than losing everything.
What a nice guy. Lu Songli just smiled and changed the subject, neither saying yes nor no.
Later, Mrs. Chen learned that Qin's mother was ill. After asking what the illness was, she said that she would give them half a bowl of the medicinal wine that her family had treasured, saying that Qin's mother would be cured after drinking it.
Lu Songli quickly rejected the other party's kindness, saying that her mother-in-law had taken medicine and would recover soon.
Qin's mother had indeed taken the medicine. When Qin's mother fell ill, she took her pulse and confirmed that it was an old illness that had recurred. She took off a wenge wood bracelet on her hand, smashed it open, and took out nearly thirty highly concentrated pills inside. These were the pills she had prescribed for Qin's mother before.
Fortunately, her mother-in-law had taken medicine for a while before, otherwise she would have been sick long ago. But Lu Songli didn't say anything.
Qin Heng and Qin Zhao gave her a thumbs-up and said, "Sixth sister-in-law, you are so thoughtful."
Qin Heng and others also knew that Qin's mother was in poor health. She had walked more than a thousand miles from being imprisoned to being exiled. The fact that she could hold on until now was really beyond their expectations.
They were very grateful to their sister-in-law, Lu Songli. She made all the arrangements, but they were the ones who benefited the most.
If it weren't for her initial arrangements, I couldn't imagine what would have happened during this exile. With so little food and clothing, wouldn't the mother have collapsed? Would the child have fallen ill? And what would happen if they got sick? There would be no money or medicine to treat them...
In such a harsh environment, if they fell ill, death would be the only thing waiting for them. How could they be like this, with no one hurt? They knew exactly who was responsible for this and who had made the greatest contribution.
Qin Sheng looked at the beads on his left hand and asked Lu Songli curiously, "What's in this?"
Qin Sheng could feel that the bracelet he was wearing was heavier than hers. It shouldn’t be a pill?
"Your string is full of gold beads." When she was preparing, she didn't know which of her backup plans would be effective, so she just got some gold beads and pills with her.
Qin Sheng touched it. It was a golden bead. No wonder it was a bit heavy.
Just as Lu Songli was thanking Mrs. Chen for her kindness, she noticed that her great-grandson Chen Chang'an had been looking at her.
Lu Songli noticed his gaze and smiled at the child.
Just then, the door was pushed open. Lu Songli looked up and found that it was Qin Sheng who came back. He was wearing a white fur vest, long trousers and long boots, and he looked very tall.
Broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs. It would be more pleasing to the eye if he was holding a gun instead of a pair of spore legs.
The smile on her face had not faded, and there was obvious admiration in her eyes. Qin Sheng could never resist her gaze.
He nodded to Mrs. Chen before putting the spore leg aside and asked, "Is mother feeling better?"
"Better."
"Let's use this spore leg to make soup. I heard it's very nourishing."
"OK."
Mo Bing and his men had plenty of supplies, but no fresh meat—only bacon, salted meat, or frozen meat. Ever since Qin Sheng led Hu Guangcong's team to scout Qinglong Village, they've been able to bring back fresh prey. Today, they must have hunted a sporeling, bringing back a leg.
Chen Changan, who was standing by, suddenly spoke up, "I know who in Qingxi Village is tipping off Qinglong Village. I can tell you."
Lu Songli and Qin Sheng looked at him at the same time.
Mrs. Chen quickly covered his mouth and said, "What nonsense are you talking about, kid?"
But Chen Chang'an did not try to pry her hands apart. Instead, he stared at Lu Songli and the others with stubbornness in his eyes.
This child is quite smart. Lu Songli bent down to look him in the eye. "Child, why are you telling us?"
"I know you want to deal with Qinglong Village. I can help you."
The child was only eight years old. No, he looked like seven or eight. "How old are you? Have you been to school? What do you want?"
The child then pried off Old Lady Chen's hands with both hands, looked her straight in the eye, and said firmly, "I'm ten years old! I've read a little bit, and I want to go with you!"
"How come you have such a righteous idea, kid?" Old Mrs. Chen hit him on the arm twice, but the child was stubborn and didn't dodge or cry out in pain.
Neither Lu Songli nor Qin Sheng said anything.
Mrs. Chen hit the child twice and said to Lu Songli and Qin Sheng in a somewhat bewildered manner, "This child has never been a sensible child. We don't know when he came up with such an idea."
After saying that, she went back to nagging the child, "You, both your parents are gone, how can you be more ignorant?" Others cannot tolerate this, even if they are relatives.
No matter what Mrs. Chen said, Chen Changan just looked at them.
As Lu Songli watched this scene, she could see the flames burning in the child's eyes and the light in his eyes.
Although Granny Chen and Village Chief Chen were the child's family, they never understood what the child wanted. They simply wanted the child to survive. How the child lived, whether he suffered injustice, etc., were unimportant. They might even force the child to swallow his anger when he argued with others.
Lu Songli could even foresee that once the light in the child's eyes disappeared, he would become a numb person who was lost in the crowd.
Lu Songli decided to give him and herself a chance. She said to him seriously, "Son, you are ten years old now. If you stay in Qingxi Village, you will grow up in a few years. Qingxi Village has your relatives, your family still has two acres of land and a house left to you by your father. When you grow up, you will be able to make your own decisions, and your life will be better. This is a very ordinary but stable path."
Mrs. Chen nodded on the side. That's right. Who doesn't come this way?
"But if you follow us, you'll be taking another unstable path. It will be very hard and difficult, and you might even die. Are you still willing to follow us?"
"I'm not afraid!" Chen Chang'an looked at her firmly.
A ten-year-old child knows what he wants and is willing to work hard and fight for it. He also understands that there is a reward for hard work, rather than making direct and rude demands right away. This is very good.
Lu Songli asked Qin Sheng, "How do you see the child's bones?"
Qin Sheng touched it and nodded, "Not bad."
Lu Songli knew that his standards were always high, and when he said "okay", it meant really good.
"Okay, Grandma Chen, is Village Chief Chen home now? Can I talk to you?"
She likes people like Chen Chang'an, who have tenacious vitality and even after experiencing so many hardships in life, his edges have not been smoothed out.
Just like a passage she had read before, the reason why we live so hard in this world is not to let other people in the world smooth out our edges and make us adapt to them, but we should constantly improve ourselves, arm ourselves, and make ourselves stronger and stronger, so as to squeeze out others and leave enough living space for our own edges.
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