Despite having been here for four years and living in Songlin Village for so long, Song Zhuiyan still didn't quite trust the villagers and was always wary of anyone who might harm her and Tantan.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have said those things.
After breakfast, everyone patrolled the area but found nothing unusual. They didn't see any people or even wild animals; everything seemed peaceful.
"Let's go back first." It's impossible to go any further. We have to go back today. In a few days, two couples will be getting married and having their weddings. We need to go back and help them.
The pedestrians began to hurry back. Song Zhuiyan said to Ye Moxun, "From now on, let Taishan bring the dogs to patrol here every day, so we won't have to go through the trouble of coming here ourselves."
Ye Moxun nodded, thinking the idea was feasible. The dogs were much faster than them; they had four legs, and their speed was unmatched by ordinary people.
However, it's not necessary to send all twelve dogs out every day. They can come in batches, four dogs at a time, rotating every three days.
As they approached the village, they could see Lin Fuhai and two men waiting there from afar. Lin Fuhai had looked anxious at first, but he seemed relieved when he saw them return.
"How is Miss Song? Is she alright?" Lin Fuhai hurriedly came to greet her.
"No other discoveries have been made, and things are relatively calm for now. Starting tomorrow, we'll send a pack of dogs from Mount Tai to patrol the mountains. They'll let us know if anything happens." Song Zhuiyan maintained her usual indifferent and detached demeanor.
"That's all we can do. Hopefully, this will allow us to have a few more years of peace and quiet, and prevent those people from getting in." Lin Fuhai's face deepened with worry. He was only in his forties, not old at all, but he had probably been worrying a lot, so he looked noticeably older in the past few years.
It's said that men age more slowly, but that depends on their social status. If they are nobles or wealthy people, they don't have to do farm work or work in the sun and wind. They will definitely look younger. For farmers who toil in the fields, just being alive is a blessing, and they don't have the means to take care of themselves.
When it snows in winter and we can't go out, staying at home all day won't make us look fair. Our hands, feet, and face will crack from the cold wind, and we can't be associated with fair, tender, and youthful skin.
We've strayed a bit from the topic. Let's get back to Song Zhuiyan. She asked Lin Fuhai how Zhong Qingyi was doing. He had spent the night in the mountains with his people and was in a hurry to come back, mainly because he was worried about leaving Zhong Qingyi alone at home.
"The situation is stable. Shuisheng and Azhu have been watching over her the whole time, so don't worry. She hasn't had a fever again. She ate something when she woke up and took her medicine. She looks even better today than yesterday." Lin Fuhai jogged to catch up with her. Miss Song was walking so fast that he almost couldn't keep up.
Ye Moxun had already pulled Song Tantan away. He was in a hurry to go back and see his uncle. Rather than wasting his breath asking others, he might as well go see him himself. They were already back, so they could just run a few steps to get there.
"Tantan, slow down." Song Zhuiyan saw Ye Moxun using the same trick again, blatantly grabbing Tantan's hand and running away. He really didn't listen to what she said this morning. What happened to the rule that men and women should not be too intimate?
Tantan is the same; she doesn't know how to shake off when someone holds her hand. She's so clumsy.
"Uncle." When Ye Moxun arrived home, Zhong Qingyi was awake. He couldn't sit up yet and could only lie on the bed. His face hadn't regained its color and he looked very weak.
"Ah Xun is back." He chuckled lightly, then immediately frowned.
"Uncle, what's wrong? Where do you feel unwell?" Ye Moxun strode to the bedside and placed his hand on his wrist to take his pulse.
Zhong Qingyi gave a slight twitch of her lips. "I'm fine. It just aggravated my wound."
Ah Zhu and Shui Sheng happened to be in the room, so Ye Moxun asked them if they had applied medicine to their uncle and if he had taken his internal medicine on time.
"We changed the medicine on time, and the internal medicine was also prepared on time and fed to Master Zhong. We have done everything you asked us to do." Shui Sheng stood straight in front of him with a serious expression, like a primary school student.
"You did a great job, thank you for your hard work, go back and rest now." Ye Moxun nodded.
“Ah Xun, you must be exhausted after traveling all day. Go take a shower and change into clean clothes. Shui Sheng and I will stay here for another night and go back tomorrow.” Ah Zhu pursed his lips and looked at him with a determined gaze.
Although they called him by the name Ah Xun, they had long regarded Ye Moxun as their master in their hearts. Moreover, Ye Moxun always had a strong aura, and these students were actually quite afraid of him. They generally dared not disobey what he said.
But going into the mountains is a very tiring thing. Ye Moxun and Song Tantan both looked exhausted and were covered in sweat after running all the way. Azhu and Shuisheng didn't want him to be too tired, so they insisted on staying to take care of Zhong Qingyi for another night.
Seeing that it was getting dark again, Ye Moxun stopped worrying about it. He asked Azhu to bring the medicine and feed it to Zhong Qingyi, then tucked him in. He intended to watch him fall asleep before taking a bath, but then he saw Song Zhuiyan come in.
She went home to take a shower before coming over. Her hair was still wet from washing and wasn't tied up; it was just hanging loose with a dry towel draped over her shoulder, which she would pick up and wipe her hair every now and then.
She was used to being carefree and had originally planned to dry her hair before coming over, but drying her hair was boring and she couldn't sit still. Luckily, Zhong Qingyi was right next door, just a few dozen steps away, so she strolled over.
Upon seeing her arrive, Ye Moxun wisely stood up to give up his seat, allowing his uncle to spend time alone with Aunt Song. Alas, his uncle's journey to win back his wife is long and arduous.
I wonder if my uncle was moved by risking his life to save Aunt Song, if she felt any emotion, or if she was simply grateful.
"What are you standing there for? You two go make dinner. Take a pheasant to make mushroom soup, and also make braised rabbit. Be careful, don't make anything that's hard to swallow." Ye Moxun sent Azhu and Shuisheng out of the room so they wouldn't disturb his uncle and Aunt Song.
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