Chapter 19 Moer, No!
The scene was in chaos. Wan Xingchen was fighting fiercely with several women. Zhao had been pinned to the ground and torn apart by the women, while Wan Yirou was being pulled from both sides.
The purpose of these people is obvious, which is to kill Zhao and Wan Yirou.
Wan Jinshu was unconscious and could not provide any help.
When Wan Xingchen heard Wan Yirou calling him "Big Brother", he looked up and saw an inky figure rushing towards him like a gust of wind.
Wherever Mo Ying passed, these women were kicked away by Wan Xingmo like kites with broken strings.
In just a few breaths, a large number of wailing women lay on the ground.
Unlike Wan Xingchen, Wan Xingmo was extremely furious this time and he showed no mercy in his killing. Some of the women's internal organs might have been ruptured, and some even began to vomit blood.
Without the woman's support, Wan Yirou fell to the ground, crying loudly.
"Rou'er, are you hurt? Where does it hurt? Tell big brother quickly."
Wan Xingmo's eyes were full of anxiety. Although Wan Yirou was his sister, boys and girls were seven years old and sat at different seats. It was not convenient for him to check his sister's injuries casually.
Wan Xingchen ran to help Zhao up. Zhao had just seen her daughter being tortured by that group of people. She felt heartbroken and immediately staggered to Wan Yirou's side.
"Rou'er, what's wrong with your arm?"
Zhao gently moved Wan Yirou's arm, and Wan Yirou screamed in pain.
Wan Xingmo then realized that Wan Yirou had not moved her arms since she fell to the ground, and a chilling murderous intent surged from the bottom of his heart.
He drew his sword and was ready to avenge his sister, but these people didn't even spare a single child.
Just as Wan Xingmo's sword was about to pierce the woman's chest, Wan Jinshu's voice came from behind like thunder, weak but with a rebuke: "Mo'er, don't do that!"
Wan Xingmo's sword suddenly stopped and froze in mid-air.
He turned his head and saw Wan Jinshu still lying on the ground with his head raised high, one arm stretched out towards him, his face full of anxiety and anger.
Wan Xingmo reluctantly retracted his sword and came to Wan Jinshu's side.
"Dad, you're awake, are you feeling unwell?"
Wan Xingmo squatted down respectfully, put the sword aside, and reached out to help Wan Jinshu.
"Mo'er, have you forgotten the Wan family's ancestral teachings? How can we point our swords at our own compatriots?
"Swords should be pointed outwards, to kill the enemy and defend the country, to keep the peace of Daqi! What did you want to do just now? Kill an unarmed woman? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
Wan Xingmo lowered his head and clenched his fists. The unwillingness and anger in his eyes turned into a flash of cold light.
When he looked up again, he regained his cold and calm expression.
"Dad, I was reckless. You were right to teach me a lesson."
Wan Jinshu endured the pain and patted Wan Xingmo's arm, "Mo'er, it's Dad who has implicated you."
Wan Xingmo opened his mouth, but in the end, no words of comfort were uttered.
"Dad, do you think the current Great Qi is still worthy of our support? Evil ministers are in power, the people are living in misery, and the monarch is incompetent..."
"Shut up! How can you speak nonsense? My Wan family is a group of veterans who have fought for three dynasties. We have followed our ancestors to conquer the world. We cannot allow anyone to spread lies to confuse the people!
I will pretend I didn't hear this, and don't mention it again."
Wan Xingmo looked at Wan Jinshu with mixed feelings, stood up and walked towards Wan Yirou.
"Rou'er, let me take a look at your arm. Bear with me for a moment. It might be dislocated. I'll fix it for you."
However, as soon as Wan Xingmo's hand touched Wan Yirou's arm, Wan Yirou burst into tears in pain.
"It hurts - it hurts so much - big brother -" Zhao watched from the side, wiping away tears out of pain.
Wan Laosan took out a wooden pony from his body. This was a birthday gift he had carefully carved for his son, but he had not yet had time to give it away.
"Girl, look what your uncle is holding in his hand?" Wan Laosan is a carpenter. He has a quick mind and superb craftsmanship, and the things he carves are lifelike.
Wan Yirou's eyes were immediately attracted by the beautiful little wooden horse.
"It's a Trojan horse!" Her eyes, which were still filled with tears, instantly narrowed into slits.
At this moment, with a "click" sound, Wan Xingmo quickly took Wan Yirou's arm back.
"ah--!"
After a burst of piercing pain, Wan Yirou was surprised to find that her left arm seemed to be able to move.
"Rou'er, can you try to see if you can move your arm?"
Wan Yirou quickly moved her arms and found that she felt better. Just as she was about to speak, Wan Xingmo had already grabbed her right arm and quickly connected it in the same way.
It has to be said that Wan Xingmo's bone-setting technique is quite outstanding. Having been honed in the military camp for a long time, he has set the bones of countless people, but he did not expect that this trick would be used on his sister.
Wan Yirou's arm was repaired and the little girl no longer cried out in pain, but Zhao's injuries were very serious. It was not known whether there was any problem inside her body. Her exposed skin was covered with hideous scratches and there were several blood marks on her face. It was estimated that she would be left with scars in the future.
"Mom, do you feel uncomfortable?"
Wan Xingmo asked with a worried look on his face.
Zhao's face was slightly pale, but she still managed to force a smile, "Mom, I'm fine, don't worry about me. Who is this?"
Her gaze rested on Wan Lao San. She had already met Wan Lao Er. What was Wan Xingmo intending to do by bringing the two of them here?
"Oh, mother, these two are Grandma Wan's sons. Grandma Wan felt sorry for our family because there were injured people and many women and children, so she asked her son to come and help carry my father over.
From now on, we will travel with their family so that we can take care of them."
When Zhao heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up. This was simply timely help!
She felt heartbroken as she watched her eldest son struggling to carry his husband on his back.
But she was just a weak woman, and her second son and youngest daughter were even less able to carry the book worth ten thousand gold coins.
Not only did those side branches not lend a helping hand, they also spoke coldly and ridiculed them from time to time. The Zhao family was already exhausted both physically and mentally.
Mrs. Wan extended a helping hand at this time, and Zhao was so grateful that she burst into tears. How could she refuse?
"In that case, thank you two brothers."
"You're welcome, you're welcome. Madam, please let me know if you need anything. We farmers don't have anything but a lot of strength."
Wan Laoer responded with a simple smile.
Zhao was deeply touched. "Brothers, please don't call me Madam. If you don't mind, just call me sister-in-law."
Wan Lao Er and Wan Lao San happily changed their words and immediately called her "sister-in-law".
With the help of several brothers of the Wan family, Wan Jinshu and his family quickly moved to the territory of Old Lady Wan's family.
Old Mrs. Wan hurriedly stood up to greet him.
After some greetings, Zhao was forced by Old Lady Wan to lie down next to Wan Jinshu.
"My niece, we are all family from now on, there is no need to be so reserved.
You also know that we country people are straightforward and don’t like fancy things, so just focus on recuperating.
It's pitiful, those cruel women, how could they be so cruel, such a delicate beauty was tortured like this, I feel heartbroken just watching it."
Zhao felt the simple enthusiasm and long-lost family affection from Old Lady Wan, which reminded her of her own mother.
"Auntie, I..." As soon as Zhao opened her mouth, her voice choked.
Old Mrs. Wan patted Zhao's back gently and sighed silently, what a sin!
Just now, Wan Ersao had told Grandma Wan what she had found out.
Only then did Old Lady Wan realize that Wan Jinshu's family were actually descendants of a true military family. They had fought bravely for the Great Qi, guarded Shanhaiguan, and firmly protected the gateway for the enemy to advance south. But now, their property had been confiscated and they were exiled.
Old Mrs. Wan felt sorry for this family, but she was just an old country lady and couldn't preach any profound principles. She could only try her best to take good care of this family in life. After all, they were real heroes.
Wan Lao San found Wan Lao Tai and discussed with her, "Mother, in order to make it easier to travel, I plan to make a stretcher for General Wan. This will not only help him recover from his injuries, but also allow us to put our luggage on it, making the journey easier."
Old Lady Wan agreed: "Okay, make one overnight and put down the blanket so the general can feel better."
Wan Laosan responded and immediately ran to chop down the tree.
When he left home, he took his carpentry tools with him, thinking that when he arrived in the border town, he might be able to find some work with this skill and earn some money to supplement his family income.
Wan Lao Er and Wan Lao Si also went to help.
As soon as the brothers left, little Fubao, who was curled up in the mattress, closed his eyes and burst into tears.
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