This should be considered semi-subterranean dwelling, a primitive and ancient way of living, and it's surprising that they've continued it to this day.
She touched the hard wall and asked, "Is this the house you renovated? Was it built this way to keep warm and protect against the cold in winter?"
"That's right, and it's also for concealment, to avoid wild beasts, snakes and rats at night. This area is in the suburbs, with few pedestrians, and it hasn't been cleared, so it's not safe."
"Then there must have been trenches dug around here, right?" Zheng Quchi asked.
Gongchenya blinked: "You saw it?"
"No, I just think that cave dwellers live underground, so they are less sensitive to certain movements on the surface, which also slows down their actions. For protection, it would be best to dig trenches around the perimeter to create obstacles and defenses, which would be safer."
Gong Chenya listened to her words and felt that she had hit the nail on the head. He nodded repeatedly: "You're right. Is this really your first time seeing our kind of cave dwelling? I think you've explained it very well."
Zheng Quchi said, "Well, perhaps it's a matter of understanding one thing and understanding everything. The formation and longevity of any building require the test of time. The best will survive. Cave dwellings existed in the early days, but because the ground was damp and the air was heavy, it was inconvenient to set up a stove and it was not easy to come and go, so they were not as livable as the houses we have now."
Gongchen Cliff also knew about this problem: "Yes, this is just a cave dwelling that we found from the past. After cleaning it up a bit, it's a temporary place to stay. Let's go up first."
After the two crawled out, Gong Chenya was holding a small black jar in his hands. He said, "This is the medicine that our doctor prepared to treat injuries. However, it can't cure all kinds of injuries. I need to check how your wounds are first."
Is there a difference?
“Of course there are. For example, knife wounds, scratches and falls are all different. Besides, if the injury is serious, it probably won’t work,” Gongchenya said seriously.
Zheng Quchi was skeptical of this, but since he needed something from the other party, he naturally had to do as they said: "Alright then."
"Come with me."
Gongchenya led Zheng Quchi to a small shed they had built, which was usually used for cooking. The embers of the firewood were still warm. He moved a stone for her to sit down first.
The injured person is in a weak constitution, and it's freezing cold right now, so it's unavoidable to lift up their clothes when checking the wound, at least it will be warmer here.
He squatted down in front of her, the young boy exuding a delicate orchid fragrance that was refreshing and pleasant.
"They say you're injured in your arm. Should you do it or should I?" he asked readily, without any hesitation.
Zheng Quchi felt there wasn't a big problem, so he said, "I'll take it apart."
She rolled up her sleeve to her elbow and slowly peeled off a section. This was the first time she had seen her wound. It was much better than she had expected; it hadn't festered or become infected, only the area around it was a little red.
Gong Chenya leaned closer and examined it carefully: "What kind of injury is this?"
"Whip wounds".
She answered quickly, and this unexpected honesty surprised Gong Chenya, who thought she was going to lie again.
"oh……"
Who would be whipped?
Fugitive?
Or...
"The wound doesn't hurt much anymore, but it's been a bit itchy these past two days."
Gong Chenya snapped out of his daze and said, "It's probably going to scab over... Your wound medicine is pretty good. Who bandaged you up before?"
Zheng Quchi paused, then replied, "You even know how to distinguish between different types of wound medicine, don't you?"
"No, it's just that there's a saying that 'long illness makes a good doctor.' I've seen a lot, so I can tell a bit more. Do you have many injuries? Do you need any help?" he asked.
Zheng Quchi hesitated for a moment, but decided to be honest: "I need them. I have them on my body and on my back."
She could manage to treat the wounds on the front herself, but the wounds on the back were much harder to treat.
Gongchen Cliff was stunned for a moment.
Although the whip mark no longer looks as gruesome as it did at the beginning, Gongchen Ya had seen many injuries and knew the severity of her wounds. She had many more whip marks on her body...
How did such a petite and frail woman manage to get through all these injuries?
Gong Chenya's Adam's apple bobbed. He handed her the medicine jar and said, "I'll have Xiao Meng come and help you in a bit."
Zheng Quchi had nothing of value; the only valuable thing he owned was the gold and jade bracelet that Liu Fengmian had given him.
She took it out, held it in her palm, and opened her mouth: "I don't have any silver on me. Can I exchange this for some medicine?"
Gongchenya saw the back of her hand gripping tightly and said, "This... must be very valuable."
Zheng Quchi replied, "Compared to life, it is merely an external thing."
Hearing her say that, Gongchenya laughed: "Did someone give this to you?"
Zheng Quchi lowered his head: "Why do you say that?"
"Because from your speech, you are a free and easy person. Once you make a choice, you will not hesitate or waver. If it were something you cherish and that you would use to save your life in a critical moment, you would not be so conflicted and hesitant."
Gong Chenya wondered if this was a gift from her husband. But where was he?
Did he abandon her, or did he die?
Zheng Quchi did not argue, but said directly, "Without hesitation, let's change it."
She stuffed the gold and jade bracelet into his hand before taking the medicine jar away.
Gong Chenya had no intention of taking away her cherished possessions, but when he thought of them as tokens of love given to him by her husband, he said as if possessed, "Then I'll accept them for now, but I'm just keeping them for you temporarily. You can come back and redeem them when you have the money later."
"……Thanks."
He propped himself up on his knees, a thought lingering in his mind for a long time, before finally blurting out, "Since you've fled here and have no relatives or friends, why don't you come with us from now on? I think we get along quite well."
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