"What are you talking about? I was just joking. Who knew he was so weak? Is he even dead?" Yun Mingxuan said nonchalantly.
"You've gone too far!"
Yun Zhourong could no longer hold back. She rushed forward and slammed the pressure cooker handle hard against his arm.
"ah!"
Although Yun Zhourong wasn't very strong, the pressure cooker was extremely heavy, and she was knocked to the ground, clutching her arms and groaning in pain.
"What are you doing, what are you doing!" Noticing the commotion, the constable walked over with a cold face.
"Officer, they're the ones causing trouble! They're hitting people with iron pots!" Yun Mingzhu said angrily, pointing at Yun Zhourong as she helped Yun Mingxuan up.
"They started it, throwing snowballs at my brother and knocking him unconscious," Yun Zhourong argued angrily.
"Nonsense, I didn't do it, you're slandering me!"
Yun Mingxuan refused to admit it at all, "He clearly fainted because he was unwell. Everyone knows he's sickly. How could a snowball possibly knock him down!"
"That's right, Yun Zhourong, you actually dared to hurt someone. Officer, you must teach him a lesson." Yun Mingzhu glared fiercely.
"No, officer, look, my child has bruises all over his chest from being hit."
Zhao looked up, her voice choked with sobs, and said, "Officer, my child is vomiting blood. Could you please help me find a doctor...?"
"Where can we find a doctor in this desolate wilderness, and we still have to travel? Quickly pinch his philtrum to wake him up."
The constable, seeing Yun Mingyuan's injuries, understood the truth. After speaking, he turned around, grabbed his whip, and walked towards Yun Mingxuan, saying, "I'm not stupid. If he dares to cause trouble, tie him up!"
"yes!"
Two constables immediately came over and grabbed Yun Mingyuan, intending to tie him to a tree.
"No... I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, I'll never do it again!"
Yun Mingxuan was truly terrified. He struggled and cried out in fear, "Father, Mother, please save me!"
"Officer, officer, please have mercy! Please have mercy!" Qin Shi quickly took out a few pieces of silver and handed them over.
The constable glanced at it, his eyes flashing, and said, "Not enough, but beating someone to the point of serious injury and vomiting blood is a serious crime!"
"Mother, quickly take out all the money! If I get beaten to death, the Yun family line will end!" Yun Mingxuan shouted in fear.
Qin was extremely distressed, but she could only grit her teeth and take out more silver. "Officer, here is two taels of silver. We really don't have much money left. Please have mercy!"
"Fine, let it go."
The constable was finally satisfied, took the money, and put away the whip.
"You dare to scheme against me!"
Once untied, Yun Mingxuan clutched his aching arm, his face full of resentment. He glared at Yun Zhourong and urged, "Officer, if they don't leave soon, they'll delay our journey!"
"Cough cough cough...I...I can walk...I can walk..."
Yun Mingyuan took a deep breath and tried to get up, but he failed several times.
"Can't get up? If he can't get up, then beat him, like an animal. He'll get strength when he feels pain," Yun Mingxuan said with a malicious expression.
"Can you leave or not!" Sure enough, the constable had already raised the whip in his hand.
"Mother...I...I have no strength..."
Yun Mingyuan was both anxious and remorseful, tears streaming down his face. "I'm so useless. You...you all shouldn't worry about me. Just let me die like this..."
He was born prematurely and was weak and sickly from a young age. He survived only thanks to the care of his parents.
Six months ago, the doctor said that he was much better, but he suddenly developed tuberculosis and has been on medication to keep alive until now.
He tried so hard to live, but the illness just wouldn't let him go. He was so tired...
Seeing his dejected appearance, Zhao felt as if her heart was being torn apart. "Aren't your words tearing my heart out? If anything were to happen to you, I wouldn't want to live anymore..."
"I'll carry it!"
Yun Zhourong placed the pressure cooker in Zhao's arms, then stepped forward and carried Yun Mingyuan on his back. "Officer, let's continue on our way."
"Ruanruan, thank you for your hard work," Zhao said gratefully.
“Auntie, it’s inconvenient for you to have bound feet, and Xiao Yuan is very light, so it won’t be tiring to carry him.”
Yun Zhourong shook her head. "Besides, if Xiao Yuan hadn't blocked the rock for me, I would have been the one with a bloody head. It's only right that I carry him."
Madam Yun is old and has bound feet, so she definitely can't carry her.
Yun Hongcheng carried everyone's luggage, but he couldn't carry anyone on his back.
For the first time, Yun Zhourong felt fortunate about her large feet, which had made her feel inferior; at least now, walking on the road to exile was much easier.
"Big sister, thank you." Yun Mingyuan whispered as he lay on Yun Zhourong's back.
"Of course, but how badly are you injured? Are you in pain? I saw you were spitting blood just now," Yun Zhourong asked worriedly.
“It’s nothing. I have tuberculosis and coughing up blood is common. The stone is small and won’t hurt,” Yun Mingyuan said with a furrowed brow but a firm tone.
"That's good." Yun Zhourong finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Carrying someone on your back must be tiring, but Yun Zhourong still gritted her teeth and persevered, taking difficult steps forward.
She didn't know how much time had passed, but when she was feeling dizzy and lightheaded, she finally arrived at the designated post station.
The eldest son paid the rent and chose a dormitory-style room.
The second family was penniless and had nowhere to stay, standing at the door looking lost and helpless.
"Oh dear, it's snowing today, they're probably going to freeze to death." Seeing this, Yun Mingxuan gloated.
Yun Zhourong clenched her fists, hesitating whether or not to take out the gold paper.
If it were summer, you could just find anywhere to make do, but now that it's snowing, if there's nowhere to hide, you'll definitely freeze to death.
As for the bounty on the bandits, it's unclear when the government will release the funds, and the constables certainly won't advance the money for them.
But this gold paper is used to buy life-saving food... Oh right, that candy also seems to be wrapped in gold paper!
With that in mind, Yun Zhourong prepared to ask to stay in the dormitory-style dormitory.
"There's a cowshed you can stay in, but you have to help shovel snow." Just then, Cheng spoke up first.
"Sure, as long as there's somewhere to shelter from the wind and snow."
When Yun Hong was established, he nodded with great joy, and then said to Yun Zhourong, "Ruan Ruan, you must be tired from carrying Xiao Yuan all the way. Go and rest first. Your second uncle will come to find you after he finishes sweeping the snow."
"Okay." Yun Zhourong didn't mention the gold paper again.
For them now, where they live is not important; surviving is the most important thing. This life-saving money cannot be spent carelessly.
"Master, I'll take the things over first, then I'll come and help you sweep," Zhao said, leading her family to the cowshed.
"It's a bit less windy here."
After clearing out a small area, Old Madam Yun greeted the group.
Yun Zhourong quickly placed Yun Mingyuan on the prepared straw, and when she took him, she noticed that his face was flushed. She reached out and touched his forehead, and found that it was burning hot!
She was shocked and immediately said anxiously, "Second Aunt, Xiao Yuan has a fever!"
"What?! How could this be?!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao felt as if the sky were about to fall.
She knew how dangerous a fever could be, especially since they were penniless and getting sick could be fatal!
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