"That's right, it's two days late. If Dashan and the others weren't injured, we would definitely be able to do it in no time!"
Song Yuangen understood this, after all, there were several coffins.
If the Ling family had not taken them to grow mushrooms, these families would probably have been buried wrapped in mats.
Now the money is still there, but the person is gone, which is quite sad.
Song Yuangen quickly said, "No rush. My father is still recovering from his injuries, and the villagers are still in shock. We can give it a couple more days in the middle of winter. Once everyone has recovered, we can pick a good day and talk about other things."
With these words, Father Cao felt relieved.
After sending Song Yuangen away, I looked at the young man's straight back and felt that young people have grown up and can set up their own families and stand on their own feet.
This incident also completely changed the views of the people in Qingshan Village on young people. Many families began to seek the opinions of the younger generation before speaking or doing things.
That's also a good side.
***
In the space, Ling Jiheng stood in front of the window and looked at the scenery for a while, then went out to look for Chi Xingyue.
Chi Xingyue sat on a recliner under the roses, rocking and taking a nap with her eyes closed.
When Ling Jiheng came down, he saw this picture of peaceful and tranquil life.
He squatted carefully beside Chi Xingyue without making a sound, for fear of disturbing the beauty.
Chi Xingyue opened her eyes, smiled, and said to Ling Jiheng, "See? The livestock over here, the fields over there, and the produce in the orchard—I'll be troubling you from now on!"
Ling Jiheng nodded, not feeling the slightest bit embarrassed or annoyed by the labor. Instead, he was delighted by his young wife's trust in him.
Chi Xingyue stood up and found a small stool nearby for him to sit on, then went back to the office to make a pot of tea.
The nourishment of the spiritual spring water made Ling Jiheng's wound less painful. After sitting for a while, he felt drowsy.
Chi Xingyue helped him back to the dormitory and laid him on the bed. When she was about to cover him with the quilt, she grabbed the corner of his clothes and said, "My wife, stay with me!"
Chi Xingyue: "..."
After being silent for a long time, he finally couldn't stand the other person's eye attack and the puppy-like voice, so he lay down outside.
However, the bed is so small that if you are not careful, you will fall to the ground.
Seeing this, Ling Jiheng switched places with her. The little girl nestled in there like a kitten, and Ling Jiheng's heart softened at the sight.
Not long after, the two fell asleep.
The window was open, and a breeze carrying the scent of fruit ruffled Chi Xingyue's hair. Ling Jiheng subconsciously leaned against the wall...
In the evening, the Ling family became lively again.
After the old lady got up, she first went to Zheguiyuan to take a look. Seeing that her grandchildren were asleep and had no fever, she felt relieved.
He left quietly and went to the west wing to take a look at Song Lizheng and the young men in the village.
Seeing that although they were humming in their sleep, their expressions were still calm, he did not disturb them and left for Tinglan Courtyard.
The people living here are all Zhou Jiajun, who are not very familiar with them, but because their injuries are relatively minor, everyone is in good condition.
The centurion also bowed to the old lady and expressed his gratitude to the Ling family for taking her in.
How could the old lady accept such a gift? It was obvious that the other party had come to help her at great expense, so it was only natural for her family to clean up the mess.
He quickly helped the man up and said, "Stay here and relax. There's food and drink at home. You can stay here for the winter!"
If the old lady had never gone down to the cellar, she wouldn't have dared to make such a promise.
But the food in the cellar told her that her grandson was really extraordinary.
The centurion was somewhat moved. After thanking the old lady, he sent her back to Rongsiyuan. Looking at the flames rising to the sky outside the door, he sighed.
After all, as human beings, we should all stick together.
However, due to their different positions, the Northern Liao people often resorted to shady tactics, which led to their being at loggerheads with each other.
War has always been cruel. Even more so when natural disasters strike, no one can stay out of it.
Just as I was thinking this, I saw a group of people walking towards me from a distance. They looked at the pile of corpses that had not yet burned out, their faces turned pale, and they felt like their blood was about to solidify.
When I heard Song Yuangen say that during the day, I thought it was an exaggeration.
Only when I really saw the red snow and land did I understand that what they said was true.
Qingshan Village really experienced a massacre last night, and it was the Ling family who single-handedly blocked everything for them.
Suppressing the shame in his heart, he stepped forward and asked, "Old lady, is everything alright at home? We just came to check on you..."
I don't want to say I'm timid, but who wouldn't understand?
The old lady didn't care. People tend to seek benefits and avoid harm. Having a reliable partner is enough.
Nodding: "It's okay, it's okay. Thank you for your concern. Do you want to come in and sit down?"
Although it was a question, it did not mean to invite everyone to come in and talk.
The perceptive one quickly shook his head: "No, no, it would be better to avoid causing trouble. If your family needs any help these two days, please let us know. We don't do much at home."
The old lady smiled and didn't take it too seriously.
Just as I was about to go back, I saw Aunt Song coming over with two chickens. Her eldest son also drove a sheep.
"Old lady, please wait. Please accept these sheep and chickens. My old man is recuperating at the Ling family. Sorry to bother you!"
The old lady looked at the ewe shivering in the snow in surprise and said, "Isn't this for your daughter-in-law to nourish her body? Take her back quickly; there's food at home!"
"No, no, my daughter-in-law has been in confinement for a while, so it's okay if she doesn't drink milk. Your Ji Heng saved my old man, so we have to express our gratitude no matter what."
As soon as he finished speaking, Father Cao and several families in the village came over with things. "Old lady, we don't have anything good at home, so we can only bring some beans as food expenses. Please don't mind."
The old lady smiled and continued: "I don't mind, I don't mind, it's thoughtful!"
He called Xiao He over and took the others to Zhegui Courtyard: "They're almost awake, go check on them. Don't worry too much, they're fine, they'll be fine in two days."
"Okay, okay!" Old Man Cao walked in happily, in stark contrast to the other families who were waiting anxiously outside.
The old lady turned around and felt a little tired.
He was helped back to the east room by the centurion, chatted with him for a while, and then lay down on the kang to rest.
I'm exhausted both physically and mentally, so how can I just take a short break? I'm afraid it will take a long time to recover.
Geng Suhua and Ling Weiyuan were fine. After all, they were young and felt refreshed after a little rest.
She cooks when it’s time to cook, makes medicine when it’s time to make medicine, and keeps the house in order.
The servants were also up early and busy, but they deliberately kept their voices low, making the Ling family seem a little quiet.
Chi Xingyue woke up from his sleep, feeling as if he didn't know what year it was.
After lying in bed for a long time, he yawned and got out of bed.
There was no one around, and I didn't know where Ling Jiheng had gone or how long he had been gone.
Chi Xingyue didn't bother to care, so she put on her slippers and went to the bathroom to wash up.
As a result, I met someone who had just solved a personal problem.
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