As soon as the person left, Grey Falcon and Dongqing entered.
"Master, I have escorted Jun'an from Ning'an County back to his village and have come to report!"
An enticing aroma gradually spread throughout the tent. Huo Huaizhi raised his head and his gaze fell on the bamboo jars that Dong Qing was holding.
What are you holding in your hand?
Dong Qing chuckled twice and honestly confessed, "These are pickles that the Lady of Ning'an County gave to her subordinates."
"Pickled vegetables? Bring them here!" Huo Huaizhi ordered directly.
"yes!"
Dongqing was an honest boy, and he never intended to keep all the pickles that Liu Yingying gave him for himself.
Are you kidding me? The soldiers are barely getting enough to eat right now, how could he possibly keep such a good thing to himself?
Of course, it should be offered as a tribute to the master!
But he still considerately moved the jars of chili sauce aside, saying, "Master, you've just recovered, so please don't eat these spicy things. How about some kimchi instead?"
Huo Huaizhi glanced at him and said, "I can eat the chili sauce when I'm better. Just leave it all there!"
"Master..." Dongqing pouted, looking as aggrieved as a child.
Master is trying to take it all for himself!
He felt like the sky had fallen!
Huo Huaizhi couldn't bear to look at him like that, so he picked out a jar of chili sauce and a jar of dried radish from a pile of bottles and jars and pushed them to him.
"Take these two, leave the rest with me."
"Thank you, Master!"
Dongqing happily carried the jar out, then glanced at the gray falcon beside him with a somewhat complicated expression.
"What are you looking at? Didn't you dislike Lady Ning'an? That's why you don't get a share!"
He then strode forward.
Grey Falcon snorted coldly, "Who cares!"
When Liu Yingying returned home, the children were very happy. Xianglian also came to ask her if she wanted to buy any more New Year's goods.
In fact, Liu Yingying had already instructed Xianglian to prepare for the New Year, and Xianglian lived up to expectations, buying everything she needed.
Liu Yingying glanced at the storage room in her home, quite satisfied, and after thinking for a moment, asked;
"Xianglian, you've been living in the village for more than half a year now. Would you like to go back and visit?"
Upon hearing this, Xianglian's expression darkened slightly. She had been sold to the theater by me when she was a child, and had no family. She had grown up with the old troupe leader since childhood.
After the old squad leader passed away, she followed the new squad leader, Bai Mudan, who treated her like a younger sister. Having been away for so long, Xianglian really wanted to go back and visit, but she had some concerns.
"I... I think I'd better not go back!"
"Are you afraid that young master Tao will cause trouble and implicate the theater?"
Xianglian didn't deny it and nodded, "Boss Bai has been incredibly kind to me, I can't possibly cause her trouble during the New Year."
Liu Yingying thought about it and realized that what she said made sense, so she patted her on the shoulder and said, "Then you can stay at home and spend the New Year with me and the children. I'll give you a big red envelope later!"
Liu Yingying is twenty-eight years old this year, and will be twenty-nine after the New Year. She will be sixteen after the New Year, so in her eyes Xianglian is just a child.
Xianglian's eyes reddened with emotion. Just as she was about to say something, she heard Wang Dabing knocking on the door from outside.
"Sister Liu, are you home? I heard you're back..."
"I'm home, what's wrong?" Liu Yingying turned around to open the door and saw Wang Dabing looking anxious.
"Someone's...someone's died! Sister Liu, come with me quickly!"
At the village entrance, a group of people formed a circle around an old man lying on the ground, dressed in tattered clothes with gray hair. His face was covered in bruises, and he was emaciated. It was unclear whether he was dead or alive.
Everyone was talking about it, but no one dared to step forward.
He's all dirty; hopefully he doesn't have any infectious diseases...
On the way here, Liu Yingying had already learned about the old man's situation from Wang Dabing.
The old man appeared near the village three days ago. He wasn't injured at first, but he looked very haggard. People felt sorry for him and would give him some food every day.
Two days ago, jackals were seen in several nearby villages. Some people's poultry were snatched away by wolves, and the old man was probably attacked by a pack of wolves.
When he reappeared this morning, his body was covered in blood and wounds, and it looked like he wouldn't live much longer.
It's not fair to blame everyone for being cold-blooded; they're all just ordinary people at the bottom of society, barely making ends meet. Where would they find the extra money to call a doctor for this seriously injured old man?
Fortunately, Liu Yingying is back today. Isn't she a ready-made doctor?
"Lord Ning'an, you're back!" If even Lord Ning'an couldn't save this old man, then it was his fate to die!
At the village entrance, everyone greeted her, and Liu Yingying nodded slightly in response. Then, the old man squatted down to give her a preliminary examination of his wound.
Soon, Zhao Di and Hui Yun followed, carrying their medicine boxes.
"Liu Niang, we'll help you out!"
The old man had more than twenty wounds of varying sizes all over his body. The most serious wound was on his left calf, where a large piece of flesh had been torn off, exposing the white bone.
Moreover, he had a severe fracture in his right leg. Fortunately, she arrived in time. If she had arrived half an hour later, even a miracle wouldn't have been able to save the old man!
"We need to get them inside first; it's too windy outside!"
Liu Yingying glanced at everyone, but they all seemed to be avoiding her.
During the Lunar New Year, who would want to take a dying person into their home?
How unlucky!
One of the women said, "Sister-in-law Zhu, if he really can't be saved, I think we shouldn't force him. Anyway, he's lived a long life."
Liu Yingying glanced at her sideways, too lazy to argue with her, and simply gave instructions to Wang Dabing.
“My old house is still empty. Find a few young men to carry the person there.”
"Okay!" Wang Dabing readily agreed and quickly found a few young men from the village to carry the old man to Zhu Jianqiang's old house on a stretcher.
It took Liu Yingying two or three hours to treat all the old man's wounds, big and small.
His life was saved.
But he is currently in a deep coma, and when he will wake up depends on himself.
Although the village suffered from drought in the first half of the year, fortunately, everyone followed Liu Yingying's lead in the second half of the year, and almost every household had some savings. Every household also bought New Year's goods, so the atmosphere of celebrating the New Year in the village was still very strong.
No one pressed Liu Yingying about what she had been doing during the days she was gone.
After all, everyone knows she's incredibly busy these days, always running around and impossible to find. It's perfectly normal for her to suddenly disappear for a few days...
But at that moment, Liu Yingying was thinking of the soldiers at Zhennan Pass.
Although it was the imperial court and the business of those men, everyone has a responsibility for the rise and fall of the nation, and besides, she is now a member of the Xia Kingdom.
If there is a war and the border is lost, the first to suffer will be the ordinary people living on the border!
So this is also a matter of safety for myself and my children!
Thinking of the soldiers at Zhennanguan who were barely able to get enough to eat, Liu Yingying felt she should do something…
But what could she possibly do?
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