Wu Tao's thinking was simple: when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Besides, he didn't think there was anything wrong with his wife's current behavior. The previous way of getting along at home was that the man enjoyed the good life, and now she was just starting to do some things that he should do.
If they had the strength, they could certainly resist, but in the current situation, these refugees' food, clothing, shelter, and transportation are all controlled by those young ladies. What can they use to suppress them? So-called womanly virtue?
If such things really existed in the border town, they would have all been burned by that young lady who broke the boulder with her leg.
"Little girl, be good and come drink some of the elixir."
Huo Xiaolong wrapped his long arms around the girl, handed her a cup of spiritual medicine from behind, and then looked at the girl whose face had red spots and said...
In recent days, more and more people have been infected with the plague. Sun Zixi and Da Nier have both been infected, but Huo Xiaolong gave them a magic medicine in time to suppress their condition.
Only Hou Xiangxiang, covered in pimples and burning hot, dizzy and unable to hold the pestle properly, was still flipping through medical books and grinding medicine. She probably didn't sleep much last night either.
The girl shook her head and gently pushed the teacup aside, saying...
"Has Master drunk it?"
“He drank it. He’s old and didn’t want to drink, but your senior brother and I forced him to. You should drink some too, or you might not be able to hold on.”
The woman who first fell ill was covered in pus and was barely breathing in and out of bed.
Huo Xiaolong's spiritual spring can save these few thousand people without any problem, but what about tens of thousands? What about the hundreds of thousands of refugees in Jiangnan?
“If I drink it, no one will be able to test the medicine. The patient says he can’t explain his condition clearly. Only we can be the most reliable ones to do it ourselves.” Hou Xiangxiang couldn’t sit still any longer and leaned into Huo Xiaolong’s arms.
The girl's usual sunny disposition was gone; now she was weak, her lips were dry and white, and her face was yellow. The pestle fell to the ground as she collapsed.
Huo Xiaolong looked at his girlfriends with heartache and picked up the pestle from the ground.
"Tell me what you want to add, and I'll make it for you."
She placed Hou Xiangxiang on the bed, then moved the table to the bedside. The girl on the bed said...
"Only one last ingredient is needed."
"Pound the Panax notoginseng into the water, then boil it down to one bowl with three bowls of water and give it to me to drink."
Huo Xiaolong nodded, tears streaming down his face behind her back. If there was a next time, she would never let the little girl out again. She had never suffered so much in her life.
Perhaps because they ate at brothels every day, none of the girls who were close friends had ever been seriously ill. Now, Da Ni'er was outside maintaining order, occasionally dragging out disobedient men to beat them up.
Sun Zixi was busy with registration and paperwork, while Xiaohai'er was lying on the bed, looking listless and unlike herself.
When the medicine was brought in, Hou Xiangxiang had already fallen into a deep sleep. The young girl helped her up and, half-asleep, fed her the medicine, whispering in her ear...
"If it doesn't get better tonight, I'll force-feed you the elixir."
It was getting late, and a biting wind was blowing. The children from Fengyue Tower looked at the fallen leaves scattered on the ground in the backyard and said...
“I miss my aunt,” Ruthman said.
"Me too." The boy from Liu Xu's family sat next to the pretty girl, looking somewhat unhappy.
Although Aunt Long'er always beats them, it's all for their own good. Besides, with her older sister gone for the past few days, her mother and the aunts and grandmothers in the building can't eat.
Neither of the children felt there was anything wrong with their mother valuing Huo Xiaolong more, after all, they had known each other for a long time, and the two children had asked their father this question when they were little.
"Dad, I think Auntie is Mom's real daughter. Mom loves Auntie more than me."
Miao Cuifang thought for a moment, then nodded.
"Indeed, your mother favors your Aunt Huo."
He paused for a moment, then continued.
"Me too."
Why?!
Four-year-old Liu Buhui couldn't understand why she was the biological child.
"We've known each other longer than we've known each other. Besides, doesn't your aunt love you?"
After a long silence, the little boy finally spoke.
"If my aunt doesn't hit me, she still loves me very much. After all, no other family has an aunt who takes them out to catch bugs."
"She hit you because you were naughty," Master Miao said.
The adults in the family couldn't bear to hit their child, and Liu Xu was no exception. Every time Miao Cuifang wanted to hit her, Liu Buhui would run to the side of the "get-out-of-jail-free card," truly living up to the name given to him.
I don't know if I'll regret it.
"Let's go find Auntie." Ruthman usually didn't seem to talk much, but when she did speak, it was like an enticing voice that led people astray.
The little boy's eyes gradually widened, and then he nodded.
When the two children, one big and one small, appeared on the city wall holding a megaphone and shouting "Auntie!", Huo Xiaolong was so angry that he wanted to fly up and beat them up.
"What are you two doing here? Go back right now!"
"Auntie, we miss you..."
Ruthman looked at the girl under the city wall with a pitiful expression. She felt that her aunt had lost weight and must be very tired, as she didn't seem to have her usual energy.
"Auntie, when are you coming home? My teacher said I did much better on the exam this time than last time. You promised me that if I improved, you would take me to play in the deep mountains."
"Auntie, can we go down to find you? I miss you so much."
Ruth Man, with her hair in two buns, clutched the hem of her clothes and hummed into the loudspeaker.
The soldiers guarding the city wouldn't let them go down, but she really wanted to hug her aunt. Her aunt was usually the cleanest person, but now she looked disheveled and her hair looked like she hadn't even combed it.
Huo Xiaolong looked at the two children on the city wall, smiled with relief, and said to them...
"Once Auntie has settled all these uncles, aunts, brothers, and sisters in, we can go home. Then all the aunties will play with you, okay?"
"You can't come down there! There are man-eating tigers down there, and they love to eat children, you know that?"
Liu Buhui fearlessly held up the megaphone and said...
“We’re not afraid, we brought the bear cubs with us.”
Upon hearing his name called, Xiong Zai climbed onto the wall and waved to Huo Xiaolong. This was one of the few skills Xiong Zai had learned over the years. The girl, feeling overwhelmed, waved back at the two of them.
"Go home now, or I'll give you all a good beating when I get back!"
The two children, having seen the person, nodded contentedly and then asked the city guards to pass them some things.
The girl picked up the bamboo basket from the ground, and frowned when she saw what was inside. The reason she always kept Ruthman by her side was because the child would always tinker with those extremely dangerous things when he was bored.
And there he was, throwing down two more things that looked like small pistols. This kid is so obedient; he wouldn't put gunpowder in them if I told him not to, and he just turned them into a barrage of needles.
When the mechanism is pressed, iron needles shoot out from inside. The mechanism also has different levels: one shot, three shots, and rapid fire.
That works too. It can be used by the little girl and her grandson, Xixi. They need it for self-defense.
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