It was late at night and Ling Jiheng didn't want to wake anyone else.
He led his men straight to the large blue brick and tile house, and asked Yinbao to go back in advance to report the news and let Doctor Cheng prepare to check the injuries of the two men.
Yin Bao nodded and walked back. As soon as she entered the room, she saw Song Li crying. She stood there awkwardly, a little confused.
"Yinbao, where's Heng'er?" The old lady stood up and glanced outside the courtyard. Seeing no one, her eyes turned red. She grabbed Yinbao's arm and asked, "Is Heng'er injured?"
"No, no, old lady, the master is fine. He's behind us and will be back soon. There are two injured people in the village. The master asked me to come back and tell them the news so that they can be treated."
Doctor Cheng, who had been nodding sleepily beside him, perked up immediately upon hearing this and asked, "What's the injury? Is he missing an arm or a leg?"
Yinbao rolled his eyes and thought that Old Man Cheng really wanted to create chaos in the world.
Looking at Song Lizheng's pale face, he didn't dare to keep it a secret: "No, no, they are all fine. One was hit on the head by a leopard, and the other was bitten on the calf by a tiger. They are lucky and have a long life. They are alive and well!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Lizheng fell to the ground. He raised his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, thinking that fortunately, he was still alive and not disabled.
After telling the old man, he went to inform every household in the village. Upon seeing this, the old lady asked Taohua to make some ginger soup and some noodles for everyone.
"By the way, doesn't Doctor Cheng have some medicine bags for preventing colds? Xiao He, go make some and share them with the villagers later."
Of course, the most important thing is to give it to her little grandson. But I didn't want to be so lonely, so I just said some polite words.
Although the old lady was annoyed that Song Lizheng had to beg Ling Jiheng to take the villagers up the mountain, now that they had already gone up and everyone had returned, she stopped saying those unpleasant words to avoid ruining the relationship and having no one remember her well.
It’s better to be softer and let the village owe you a favor.
Xiao He received instructions and followed Hong Yu to Zhe Gui Yuan to retrieve the medicine bag. Others were making fires or boiling water, their faces filled with joy.
The moment Chi Xingyue saw the signal flare, the weight of her heart was completely lifted off her shoulders. Her entire body felt warm as the rising sun, and she ran to the east room to tell Shu Muyun and Ling Weicheng the news.
When the couple learned that their only son was not dead, they hugged each other and cried with joy. It took them a long time to calm down and they said they would go to the mountain to pick up Ling Jiheng.
Chi Xingyue was afraid that they couldn't handle it, so she tried to stop them, saying that she was young and could go in their place.
But before she even stepped out of the door, she was stopped by the old lady, saying that it was best for the young girl not to catch a cold, and that Yinbao and Ling Liu had already gone to meet her, so she didn't need a young wife.
Chi Xingyue had no choice but to stay in Rongsiyuan. He stayed there until Song Lizheng came to inquire about the situation, and stayed there until late at night.
Now, knowing that Ling Jiheng had already come down the mountain, Chi Xingyue stood up excitedly: "Grandma, I'll go outside to greet my husband!"
The old lady knew that the young couple had a good relationship, and she also felt that in this situation, she should show her virtuous wife, so she waved her hand and said, "Go, let Yinbao and Erzhu accompany you!"
Chi Xingyue said "yes" happily, and went to the foot of the mountain accompanied by Erzhu and Yinbao.
She was not moving very fast, taking one deep step and one shallow step, which made Erzhu worried.
But because of the difference between men and women, he didn't dare to help. He could only stand aside to block her. If his wife slipped, he could reach out and grab Chi Xingyue's hat in the first place.
That's right, Erzhu set his sights on the hat behind the cloak. He felt that as long as he didn't let his wife get embarrassed, he would have accomplished his mission.
On the other side, Ling Jiheng was extremely anxious. He wanted to go back early to report his safety to his family, but it was not convenient for him to leave so many people behind, so he could only speed up his pace without making a sound.
He was panting and breathing heavily.
In the darkness, there was also a person moving around.
Song Lizheng didn't want to wake up the other sleeping people, so he went to the homes of the 32 "hunters" to explain the situation in person.
The people of Qingshan Village, who were already unable to sleep well, hurriedly opened the door when they heard the noise and saw Song Lizheng's happy face.
"Damn it, the hunting team is back!" Song Lizheng thought his voice was very soft, but unexpectedly, he still disturbed Jue Qian's people.
Before Donkey Egg's grandmother could say anything, someone in the next yard shouted at the top of their lungs, "Uncle Village Chief, are you serious? Oh my god, they're still alive?"
When Donkey Egg's grandmother heard this, she was so angry that she started cursing: "Who are you? My Donkey Egg is so lucky and has a long life. Shouldn't he come back? You damned thing, if you have the guts, don't eat the meat my grandson killed!"
Meat!
Oh my god, how could I miss that?
Didn't the villagers go through all this trouble just to eat some meat?
I was such a jerk. Why did I bother provoking the old woman in the village? What if she got really mad and started crying, making a scene, or even threatening to hang herself, and refused to let the village headman give her a share of the meat?
Thinking about it made me feel bad, so I quickly got dressed and got off the kang, and went to Donkey's house in my slippers: "Damn it, it's my fault for not being able to speak.
Donkey Egg survived a great disaster, so he will surely have good fortune in the future. He will marry a wife, have a son, and everything will go smoothly!"
When Donkey Egg's grandmother heard this, she was finally happy. She glared at the other person but didn't say anything unpleasant.
Song Lizheng waved his hand, ignored them, and went to notify the next family.
Qingshan Village awoke from its slumber. Upon learning the hunting party had returned, many people came out to join in the fun.
They gathered together and whispered, then discussed going to the Ling family to see what was going on.
"It's a good thing that Master Ling is here to lead the team. Otherwise, I don't know if my son will be able to come back!"
"I heard there were two injured. I hope it wasn't my Mu Mu!"
Chi Xingyue walked for more than a quarter of an hour before he saw the torch in the distance.
She stood there waving, not sure if Ling Jiheng could see her, so she shouted at the top of her voice: "Husband!"
The quiet snowy night muffled most of her voice, but Ling Jiheng could still vaguely hear some of it.
After saying something to Jinbao, he trotted forward, and sure enough, he saw the figure he had been thinking about day and night.
Ling Jiheng quickened his pace and, before Chi Xingyue could jump up, he pulled her into his arms and asked, "Why are you out so late at night?"
Chi Xingyue smelled the blood on his body and felt a little disgusted, but she still scolded him with a little coquettishness: "What are you talking about? You clearly promised to come back in three days, look, it's been a few days, how can I not be worried?
Are you cold? Are you hurt?"
Ling Jiheng chuckled and sniffed her neck. The familiar scent reassured him. He said in a muffled voice, "No, I'm fine. I just missed you!"
The corny words made Chi Xingyue shudder.
Even Yinbao and Erzhu next to them couldn't stand it anymore and stepped back a few meters so that the master's wife could talk in private with peace of mind.
Chi Xingyue noticed what they were doing and felt a little embarrassed. She twisted Ling Jiheng's waist, but found his clothes dry and stiff. Looking down, she saw large patches of dried blood.
With a worried look on his face, he said, "Are you really not hurt? Don't lie to me!"
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