The widowed sister-in-law is embarrassed, she criticizes the villain like he only wants to be a love

the next morning

The team continued on their way.

Yan Shu sat on the carriage and glanced at Jiang Ci from the corner of his eye.

She had a dream, in which she and Jiang Ci kissed! !

She actually took the initiative, ah... What should I do? That dream was so real that she even felt her lips were a little swollen and painful this morning...

Yan Shu beat his chest in his heart, it was really a waste of time to drink, but luckily it was just an erotic dream, no one would know as long as she didn't say anything.

Jiang Ci slowly looked away from the book and raised his eyes to Yan Shu: "Sister-in-law has been staring at me, is it possible that there is something on my face?"

A trace of guilt flashed in Yan Shu's eyes, Yaoshou, now that she saw Jiang Ci's face, she couldn't help but recall Meng Lang's erotic dream last night.

"No, I heard Huanying say that there is a town not far ahead. We are almost out of food. When we get to the town, I want to buy some ingredients."

"You can arrange it."

Yan Shu nodded. Yan Huai was originally sitting in the carriage a few days ago, but today he wanted to ride a horse for no reason. Now there were only her and Jiang Ci in the carriage, and it felt like the air had become condensed.

"Dangdang!"

The carriage suddenly shook violently. Yan Shu was thinking about something when he suddenly became unsteady and threw himself towards the opposite side.

Jiang Ci held on to the frame of the car with one hand, and with the other hand he instantly took the girl who fell towards him into his arms.

The tip of her nose bumped heavily into Jiang Ci's arms, and she felt the refreshing scent of grass on his body, which was exactly the same as the smell in her erotic dream last night.

How can you have an erotic dream and even smell the other person's scent?

There was a noise outside, and Yan Shu came to his senses and hurriedly broke out of Jiang Ci's arms, lifted the car curtain and looked outside.

"Third brother, what happened ahead?"

Yan Huai looked forward and rode up to Yan Shu.

"There is a group of refugees blocking the road ahead. The convoys of the Liu family and Cai family were stopped. They must be blocking the road to beg. I'll go over and take a look."

Yan Huai left on horseback, and Yan Shu was a little worried.

"I'll go take a look too."

Yan Shu was about to get out of the car, but Jiang Ci held his wrist.

"Together we will."

The two got off the carriage and walked straight towards Liu and Cai's team.

A group of unkempt refugees were kneeling on the road ahead, blocking everyone's way.

The leading woman was holding a four or five-year-old child in her arms. She was crying and describing what had happened in the past few days to the Liu family and his son.

"We haven't had a bite of food in three days. Please, gentlemen, ladies, gentlemen, and young ladies, please take pity on us old people and children and give us a bite to eat."

"Please kindhearted people, please give us a bite to eat. Our children really can't hold it any longer."

When Mrs. Liu and the three girls from the Liu family saw those poor old people and children, they all showed compassion.

The eldest girl Liu Yuanying said: "Dad, let's give them some food. We are going to the town soon. If there is anything missing, we can make up for it later."

Liu Yuanxin also agreed with the elder sister's words.

"It's okay if we don't meet them. If we do, let's help them. Grandma and mother eat fast and pray for Buddha all the year round. We can also accumulate merit by doing good things, right?"

Mr. Liu hesitated for a moment and finally decided to distribute some food to the refugees according to the wishes of his two daughters.

"We don't have much dry food with us. There are so many of you, so I can only do my best."

The refugees were immediately grateful and thanked them profusely. As long as they had something to eat to survive, that would be great.

Mr. Liu asked his servants to bring some food over. This group of refugees was mainly old, weak, women and children, with some half-year-old children among them, totaling more than 50 people.

When Mr. Cai saw that the Liu family was taking action, he also asked the steward next to him to bring someone to prepare some food.

Yan Shu looked at the child in the woman's arms. The woman stretched out her hand to touch the child's forehead from time to time, with a worried look on her face. Then she looked at the child's skinny skin and bones. He kept his eyes closed tightly, with a look of worry on his face. The flushing color caused by high fever, the body shivered from time to time, and breathing seemed a little difficult.

Seeing the child's symptoms, Yan Shu was a little worried. Now that we are entering winter, it is the season of high incidence of infectious diseases. In addition, there are constant natural disasters this year. Drought, rats, and earthquakes are all breeding grounds for plague.

Out of his duty as a doctor, Yan Shu finally decided to go up and take a look: "Is your child sick?"

The woman raised her head and looked at Yan Shu. Seeing that he was an outstanding-looking girl, the woman shook her head helplessly.

"I don't know if it's because the weather was too cold and the child caught the windchill. The child has been having a high fever since yesterday."

Yan Shu knelt down and placed his fingers on the child's slender wrist. After checking the pulse, her expression suddenly darkened.

"Miss Yan, how is this child?" Mrs. Liu was about to come over with the three girls.

Yan Shu shouted: "Everyone step back three meters away, quick!"

Jiang Ci's expression changed slightly: "Everyone, step back!"

The Liu family and the Cai family all retreated to a place three meters away. Jiang Ci stood still and did not move.

"What disease does this child have?"

Yan Shu raised his head and looked at Jiang Ci: "It's a plague!"

Everyone's expression changed when they heard the word "plague".

The woman exclaimed, "Girl, are you saying my son has the plague?"

Yan Shu said: "Judging from the pulse, it is indeed true. Besides this child, who else is suffering from headache, high fever and shortness of breath at the moment?"

A little girl in the refugee group started crying: "My elder brother also has a fever. His body is so hot. Sister, please save my brother."

Yan Shu stood up and walked straight towards the little girl. The young man next to the little girl was kneeling on the ground, his whole body listless.

Yan Shu knelt down and said, "Stretch out your hand."

The young man raised his head and glanced at Yan Shu, then slowly stretched out his dirty right hand.

Yan Shu put his fingers on his wrist, and after a quick diagnosis, he determined that his condition was the same as that of the child.

"Sister, how is my brother?"

The little girl looks thin and small, with a dirty face, but she is very smart and cute, and her big eyes are full of worry for her brother.

The boy smiled reassuringly at the girl, raised his hand with difficulty and touched the little girl's dirty head.

"Xiao Moer, don't cry, brother will be fine."

The little girl hugged the boy's neck and cried harder.

"Brother, you will definitely get better. Mo'er believes that this beautiful sister can definitely cure you."

Yan Shu looked at the brother and sister, feeling a little unspeakable in his heart.

It is true to what the ancients said: hemp ropes are only broken at the thinnest places, and bad luck will bring misfortune to the poor.

At this time, several old women in the crowd shouted: "It's over. If you get the plague, you will only die. How can you contract this disease without any problems? If those who are sick continue to stay in the team, wouldn't all of us... It’s going to get infected.”

Those words woke up the dreamer, and those poor people who were kneeling on the road begging for food stood up and backed away one after another as if they were electrocuted. They were separated from the woman and the brother and sister by a long distance.

"From now on you can't follow us anymore, you will kill people if you get the plague."

"Come on, leave our team, we don't want to be infected by you."

"You are really harmful to people. If you want to die, please die as far away as possible. Don't come to harm us."

The refugees spoke to each other, and the words they spoke were as sharp as knives, and they were pierced into the bodies of the woman and the young brother and sister.