Chapter 7, Space
"Why haven't Daohua and Wentao come back yet?"
In the carriage outside the woods, Old Mrs. Yan stretched her neck and looked into the woods from time to time, with obvious worry on her face.
Uncle Sun also looked a little anxious: "Old lady, how about I go and look for it?" The escort agency's carriage had passed by a moment ago. If they didn't chase it, they might not be able to catch up.
Old Lady Yan waved her hand: "No, it would not be beautiful if you missed them."
Just then, Mother Sun cried out in surprise.
“I’m back, I’m back!”
Old Lady Yan and Uncle Sun were both delighted and quickly turned their heads to look into the woods. When they saw Wentao carrying a young boy on his back and Daohua supporting another young boy, stumbling towards them, their faces changed drastically.
"Hurry, go pick them up." Old Mrs. Yan spoke almost instinctively.
Without saying a word, Sun Bo ran towards Daohua and the other three.
With the help of Sun Bo, Daohua and the other three got on the carriage quickly.
As soon as the four of them got on the carriage, Sun Bo drove away without any instructions.
In the carriage, Daohua didn't have time to explain to Old Lady Yan. She quickly took out a small porcelain bottle from her bag and said, "Third brother, lift up his clothes. I'll apply medicine to him."
Yan Wentao immediately did as he was told, but his hand trembled slightly when he touched the blood on the abdomen of the boy who was stabbed.
The clothes of the boy who was stabbed were lifted up, and a shocking bloodstain immediately caught everyone's sight.
Seeing Daohua Mangli recklessly raising the porcelain bottle to pour it on the wound of the stabbed boy, another boy quickly reached out his hand: "His injury is too serious. We need to find a doctor first. We can't just give him random medicine."
Daohua's eyes widened. "Where can we find a doctor now? By the time we find one, he'll have already died from excessive blood loss."
The boy knew that it was unlikely to see a doctor at this time, but he was still worried.
The young man who was stabbed was injured because he was saving him. It would be too unfair if they didn't die at the hands of human traffickers but instead died because of the wrong medicine.
"But...but you can't just give me random medicine, right?"
"What nonsense are you using for medicine? This is the best hemostatic medicine!" The boy who was stabbed had lost too much blood and his face had turned pale. Daohua was anxious and saw that the boy was holding her tightly. She stretched out her hand and pushed him away.
Under normal circumstances, the boy would definitely not be thrown away, but at this moment, he had been starved for several days by the traffickers, and he had also fought with the woman before, so he had no strength left in his body.
The boy was thrown away and hit his head, and immediately fainted. Before falling into darkness, he watched helplessly as Daohua sprinkled powder of unknown origin on the boy who was stabbed.
The carriage was quiet, and Daohua concentrated on applying the medicine.
During this period, Old Lady Yan did not speak a word until Daohua applied the medicine and the stabbed boy fell asleep. Then she glared at Daohua and Yan Wentao with anger on her face.
"Grandma, please don't be angry. Daohua will never do that again."
"Is there anything in this world that you wouldn't dare to do? How can you be so brave? Those are human traffickers who kill without blinking an eye. Have you ever thought about what the consequences would be if, by any chance, you were caught by them?"
"And you, Yan Wentao, Daohua is ignorant, and you are ignorant too? You just follow her around fooling around."
"Grandma, I was wrong."
“You are wrong.”
In a daze, Xiao Yeyang vaguely heard the whispered conversation between three people. At first he was a little confused, but when he remembered that he seemed to have escaped from the hands of human traffickers, he suddenly woke up and opened his eyes.
This somewhat old carriage is obviously not used by a wealthy family.
At this moment, there were only him and the stabbed young man in the carriage.
Seeing that the young man who was stabbed was breathing steadily and his face was not as pale as he had imagined, Xiao Yeyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hey, you awake?"
Suddenly, the curtain was lifted, and the child who suddenly appeared and knocked the human trafficker down with a stone got on the carriage.
The child first looked at him, then looked at the boy who was stabbed, then he took out a water gourd from the carriage and handed it to him.
Seeing that the young man was looking at her straight and didn't take the water gourd, Daohua rolled her eyes.
Little brat, you are quite cautious.
"Drink it, it's not poisonous."
Xiao Yeyang hesitated for a moment and took the water hyacinth. He was not worried about whether it was poisonous or not, but his upbringing since childhood told him that it was best not to take other people's things at will.
But now, he was really hungry.
Let’s put aside the issue of upbringing for now.
"Gurgle gurgle~"
Xiao Yeyang drank most of it in one breath. If he hadn't seen the kid opposite him with a puffed-up face, he would have finished it.
I returned the water hyacinth awkwardly, and to ease the embarrassment, I asked awkwardly, "What kind of soup is this?" It's so delicious!
Even though he had lived in the most noble place in the world since he was a child and had seen all kinds of good things, there was really no food that could compare to the soup in the water gourd.
Moreover, after drinking the soup, the weak body seemed to have strength all of a sudden.
Is it his illusion?
Even the best tonic wouldn't have such miraculous effects!
The water hyacinth was not big. Daohua took the water hyacinth back, shook it with her hands, and found that there was not much soup left. Her face fell immediately.
The water hyacinth contains nothing good, just rice soup.
But the ingredients for cooking rice soup are not ordinary. They are produced in her rice flower space.
Yes, space.
She was transported back to ancient times, and God probably feared that she couldn't survive in ancient times, so he gave her a golden finger - space. A small green rice flower grew in the palm of her right hand.
The space was small, so forget about spiritual springs or opportunities to cultivate immortality. There were only three plots of land: one yellow, one red, and one black, each only about one acre in size.
This space is quite tricky. You need to absorb the energy of plants and trees from the outside world all the time, among which the energy of rice is the best.
In short, she must have more contact with nature, so that the rice flowers in her palms will be fresh and shiny.
The greener the rice flowers are, the more fertile the soil in the space will be, and the more nutritious the crops grown there will be.
The first time she discovered that she had a space was when she was six months old.
At that time, she couldn't go out and couldn't come into contact with the air of grass and trees. As for the three fields in the space, they were not much better than the dry and cracked land in the north.
After she learned to walk and run, she started the business of fertilizing space and land.
This increase lasted for nine years.
Hard work pays off. Nowadays, the things produced in the space and land are of a quality several times higher than those in the outside world.
The rice soup in the water hyacinth was specially prepared by her for Old Mrs. Yan.
Over the years, although she had fed the old lady the food grown in the space whenever she had time, the old lady's health was much better than that of ordinary old ladies, but she was old after all, and her body could not bear the journey of more than half a month.
Now, her rice soup was drunk by someone!
Daohua glared at Xiao Yeyang, and thinking that there was another unconscious person in the carriage, she simply fed him the remaining rice soup in the water gourd.
(End of this chapter)
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