Chapter 513 They Know What It Means to Have a Clear Conscience
Xu Tongsheng jumped up and ran away in a hurry. The words he left behind made this group of ignorant vagrants burst into laughter. After they had recovered their breath, they stood up again and continued with their previous work.
Their ancestors have all been honest people, living their whole lives with their faces to the earth and their backs to the sky, holding the hoe in their hands that they dare not let go, and being busy for half their lives but still unable to hold on to their jobs.
People are born into different classes, and they live like weeds in the wilderness. The slightest natural disaster can take their lives.
But they know what it means to have a clear conscience.
The backs standing between the sky and the earth can be pressed down infinitely for survival, but the spine under the skin and flesh does not bend, and they live upright.
Sang Zhixia has been very kind to all of them.
Regardless of whether they were able to buy grain at a low price at the time or were given grain under the name of a loan.
Or there were those who came to steal without hesitation and ended up being taken in by kind people. The lives of all these people were saved by Sang Zhixia.
It doesn’t matter whether Sang Zhixia and the Xu family were being retaliated against, and it doesn’t matter what the bizarre truth behind the fire is.
What's important is that they survive and take root here; they can't choose to leave at this time.
A thin but surprisingly resilient woman lowered her head and blew on the burn marks on her son's hand with a distressed look. With red eyes and a smile, she said, "Changsheng, do you remember the day when we first came here?"
It was also late at night, just like the fire last night. The mother and son could not find any way to survive, so they decided to risk their lives and follow the chaotic crowd into Luobei Village, into the place where food was said to be hidden.
Heaven had not shown them any favor, and they were surrounded by the guards here.
Just as she protected the child with infinite fear, what appeared before her and her child was a hand with calluses and traces of work, which was definitely not tender.
The owner of that hand was so beautiful. Her face was as beautiful as the gods painted in novels and operas, but her eyes were filled with unspeakable compassion and tenderness.
That hand pulled them up from the cold ground, gave them a bowl of porridge to keep them alive, and gave them a thatched hut to live in at the beginning of spring, so that the mother and son, who were like floating duckweed, had a home where they could settle down.
He is not a god, but he helped them fulfill their long-cherished wish that they could not obtain even by asking gods.
How could they have dared to dream of such a good day at that time?
The child called Changsheng looked no more than eleven or twelve years old. His little face was blackened by smoke, but his eyes were as dark and fierce as a wolf cub's.
Changsheng held the woman's trembling hand and said through gritted teeth, "Mom, I know."
"The boss saved our lives, gave my mother a wage, and allowed me to go to school. The boss is our family's great benefactor, so we can't repay kindness with hatred."
"When I grow up, I will definitely repay my boss for his kindness!"
Conversations like these happened between different people, and in the noisy farm there was a calmness that was incompatible with the noise.
When Huashan arrived with the doctors he had urgently called in from all over, Xu Wenxiu's heart, which had been hanging in his throat, finally fell to his stomach.
"Xia Xia is really thoughtful. With these doctors, things will be much easier!"
Not many people died in the fire, but there were many injured. Mr. Hu alone could not handle it all, so he had to drag it out.
They were more afraid that any delay would cause greater losses to the farm, so they didn't dare to stop with dried blood all over their bodies. If they continued like this, it would be fatal!
Hua Shan stepped forward and held Xu Wenxiu's trembling hand, whispering, "Don't worry, old lady. The herbs and doctors that the boss ordered have all arrived one after another. All the injured here will be properly accommodated. You go first..."
"Hey!"
Xu Wenxiu interrupted Hua Shan and said angrily, "I'm not going anywhere!"
"This is such a mess and nothing has been arranged. Where can I go? Hurry up and call the people you brought with you. The seriously injured are all in the back! Follow me!"
After Xu Wenxiu and others arrived at the farm, they placed the rescued injured in different places according to their severity. It was timely for them to bring a doctor with them.
The mule carts and horse carriages carrying medicinal herbs stopped one after another, and large boxes of herbs were unloaded. Although dozens of doctors didn't understand what was going on, they felt obliged to do their duty and got off the carts, opened the medicine boxes and began to work.
Wu Changgui was being grabbed by his wife and was extremely anxious: "Hey, don't stop me!"
"It's such a big deal, I won't go now..."
"So many people have come, you are not the only one left!"
Mrs. Wu cried countless times, holding Wu Changgui tightly and saying, "The doctor is here, go and have your arm checked. Wait until it's bandaged before you come to help!"
Wu Changgui was still reluctant to agree, but a gentle voice rang out from behind him: "Brother Wu, listen to your sister-in-law."
Wu Changgui and his wife were both stunned. When they turned around and saw who the person was, they gasped in shock.
Mrs. Wu said in disbelief, "Xia Xia?"
"No, who told you this?"
Before Sang Zhixia could say anything, Mrs. Wu's face turned pale like a machine gun: "God, you are pregnant!"
"How could you come to such a place? Go home immediately!"
People in the world have many taboos about life and death, especially pregnant women. In the eyes of the world, they are people who are straddling between life and death. They give birth to a new life with their body, but the price of the new life is having one foot on the gate of hell.
If there is a pregnant woman in a family and there happens to be a funeral in the village, the door must be locked tightly and she is not allowed to go out until the funeral is over, so as to avoid being contaminated by bad luck.
Sang Zhixia is about to give birth, but someone died on the farm this time, and the bodies are all left behind!
here……
Sister Wu's face turned pale as she tried to force Sang Zhixia to go home, but Sang Zhixia covered her hand and said, "Sister-in-law, something so serious has happened here. I can't sit still at home."
She hadn't planned to come at first, but the situation was different. Mr. Qi was afraid that her uncontrollable wandering thoughts at home would disturb her mind, so he simply accompanied her here in person.
Mrs. Wu said without hesitation: "You can't stay here unless something serious happens!"
"Come on, come on, I'll take you home now! You..."
"Xu Yu is here!"
Someone in the crowd ahead shouted, and the next second the sound of horse hooves echoing across the earth shook my eardrums.
Those who heard the sound turned their heads and saw the person rushing towards them with smoke and dust rising up. They couldn't help but cover their mouths and take a deep breath.
Xu Yu, dressed in black, was riding a horse in front, and for some reason his face was indescribably pale.
With a sigh, he grabbed the reins tightly and the horse's hooves rose into the air. Following closely beside him was Wu Lian, the military advisor of the Northwest Camp who followed Chen Nianhe!
The people led by Wu Lian changed out of their military uniforms, but their black clothes and horses still carried the solemnity and orderliness of the military camp.
Xu Yu dismounted and landed on the ground. Wu Lian was a step behind and said quickly, "Young Master Xu, go in first. I'll take care of the outside. Don't worry."
Xu Yu murmured a thank you, ignoring the countless inquiring and surprised looks he received. He crossed the crowd and ran to Sang Zhixia's side. The moment he held Sang Zhixia's hand, his voice became hoarse: "Zhizhi."
"I'm sorry I'm late."
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