Yan Lang left without saying a word.
He did this, of course, not out of kindness.
However, since arrangements have already been made, we do not want to create unnecessary complications or cause open unrest.
After all, he was the administrator of the exiled prisoners in the wasteland, and he would not escape responsibility if a major disturbance occurred.
After Yan Lang left, the village chief and his wife rushed forward, their gratitude evident in their words.
Just then, the wooden gate behind Xie Zhun opened from the inside.
"Creak..."
Xuanfeng moved Xie Zhun's wheelchair aside.
Ning Xi'er came out carrying the child.
Upon seeing the village chief and his wife, I handed the child over to them...
The child's eyelids were just open, and from breathing to complexion...
The village chief and his wife knew that the child was out of danger.
The village chief immediately handed the child to his wife and knelt down...
Ning Xi'er tried to stop him, but Xie Zhun glanced to the side and Xuan Feng immediately helped him up.
Ning Xi'er asked the village chief and his wife about the child's condition, and based on the diagnosis just now, confirmed that the child was suffering from bronchitis and asthma.
The village chief recounted that the child was born in the wilderness. At the time, the village chief, like other exiles, worked daily at the quarry, carrying the child on his back...
The child had asthma when he was born, and the symptoms appeared one after another when he was four or five years old, and they became more and more serious each year.
Ning Xi'er had just observed the house and found it to be bare, with food being a rare treat...
She checked the water quality in the lake and found no problems so far.
Looking around, it's reasonable to assume that the child's asthma was caused by the quarry environment; from a young age, the child inhaled gravel and dust, which irritated the respiratory tract and triggered asthma symptoms...
It develops gradually and the symptoms worsen.
The village chief's wife expressed her deepest gratitude, and the villagers, seeing Meng Yi leave, all came out to express their thanks to Ning Xi'er as well.
The doctor's words, "Even a celestial being cannot save her," still echoed in the village chief's ears, and he couldn't help but feel a deep respect for Princess Ning Xi'er's medical skills!
"Don't stand there, everyone, go home and rest!"
Grandpa Xu reminded him.
He actually felt sorry for Ning Xi'er, worried that she was overworked and wanted her to rest.
“Yes! Yes! Everyone, please disperse and go home. If you have any food, please take some out as a loan!” the village chief said.
Although everyone ate steamed buns and mantou in the afternoon, they were still hungry after a long day.
As darkness fell, worried that Xie Zhun, Ning Xi'er, and the others would be hungry that night, they wanted to gather some food as a token of their gratitude.
After all, the afternoon's food was prepared by Daoist Xingming, and no one knew when he would reappear.
After the village chief finished speaking, the villagers looked troubled.
One person was born and explained with shame, "Village chief, I am truly ashamed. It's not that we have food but are unwilling to share it..."
There's really no rice left in the house, and the vines in the field behind have been almost completely pulled up...
Forget about food, we've worked hard all afternoon, and the soldiers even took our water. What are we going to do if we get thirsty tonight?!
The village chief lowered his head and sighed...
Another villager stepped forward and comforted them, saying, "We don't have any of the grain we traded with Pingyuan. However, we do have two cakes made from vine stalks..."
If you're so kind as to not mind, I can send it over. And...
"I still have about half a bucket of water at home. Anyone who gets thirsty later can come over and have a drink!"
The village chief also said, "I have another piece of flatbread at home, I'll take it out later!"
"I still have two bowls of water at home; I'll give mine to the distinguished guests first!"
......
The people from the Prince's Mansion and the Duke of Huguo's Mansion were all moved by the simplicity and honesty of the village chief and the villagers.
Ning Xi'er was the same.
Although the spiritual spring within the space can be used indefinitely, not to mention the food...
But the fact that the village chief and villagers were willing to hand over their last remaining, life-or-death rations made it all the more precious.
Xie Zhun faced the village chief with a gentle smile, "Village chief and fellow villagers, you're too kind. From now on, we'll be living together as family..."
On behalf of the newcomers, I would like to express my gratitude for everyone's generosity.
Food and water are hard to come by, but luckily we have enough manpower. If needed, we'll figure out how to get more ourselves. Thank you all!
Despite the village chief's and villagers' attempts to dissuade them, they still wanted to hand over the food and water.
Xie Zhun raised his hand, his tone grateful, "If it's really necessary, we won't stand on ceremony and will bring it up later, how about that?"
Furthermore, Xie, along with his relatives and family members, were exiled here, or were struggling to survive here, just like everyone else...
There's no need to use the term "distinguished guest"; a simple address will suffice.
The villagers vaguely sensed that Xie Zhun possessed an extraordinary demeanor, and after hearing his words, they felt even more strongly that he was different from the high and mighty Yan Lang, the left and right supervisors, and even the supervising soldiers...
It's so different!
It turns out that not all people of high status are as arrogant as the military supervisor and his soldiers...
For example, this young master Xie never scolded or berated the guards or servants around him...
The village chief, who knew the inside story, felt even more respect and gratitude towards Xie Zhun and the others.
Ning Xi'er lowered her head, wanting to look at Xie Zhun, completely certain of his words...
But he asked a villager who claimed to have two more flatbreads, "May I try some of your flatbreads?"
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