Farm girl, she is always digging holes to bury people

"How could it be you! How could this be possible? How could you be my little brother?"

Shi Yao froze on the spot and kept saying words he didn't want to believe.

Zhong Cheng is his younger brother. It turns out that they have met each other a long time ago, but they have always disliked each other. The last time they met at Yixiang Restaurant, they felt that they were enemies.

He still couldn't connect the person in front of him, who he hated so much, with the brother Xiao Cheng in his childhood memory.

Shi Yao had a momentary impulse and thought about throwing the person in his hand away, but if he was really the Xiao Cheng brother he had when he was a child, then he absolutely couldn't stand idly by.

"Go to the medical center quickly. Even if you break down the door, let the doctor treat him first."

Shi Yu could only give up his plan to find Qinan and hurriedly went to find a doctor to treat Zhong Cheng's injuries.

He was so anxious that he almost overturned the entire medical clinic in Liangcheng before he found a herbalist who was willing to treat Zhong Cheng.

"How is he?" Shi Yao asked, looking at Zhong Cheng who was wrapped like a rice dumpling by the doctor.

"Fortunately, you guys delivered it in time, otherwise he would have lost so much blood from his wound that even if the Great Luo Immortal came, he wouldn't be able to save him."

"That means he's fine now, but why isn't he awake yet?"

The old doctor shook his head, "This old man doesn't know the reason, but one thing is certain. His coma is not caused by injuries on his body, but rather as if he has some old disease."

"As long as you can save people, money matters."

"Don't worry, I will do my best."

By the early morning of the next day, Shi Yao and his group were extremely tired.

After Zhong Cheng's injury stabilized, he took the people back to his residence and settled him in his yard.

Just waiting for him to wake up, he still has many things to ask Zhong Cheng?

Thinking of how this man had followed Qi Nan and acted as her little brother, Shi Yao felt that Zhong Cheng must not be doing much better.

Not to mention how miserable he is now. It seems that Brother Xiao Cheng has still not achieved the final victory after all these years.

In a sense, he and Zhong Cheng are still a pair of brothers who share the same problem.

But now, his younger brother is obviously doing better than his elder brother.

A smile appeared on the corner of Shi Yu's lips, which shocked the young man in particular.

His young master actually smiled for the first time.

You must know that for so many years, the only thing that can make their young master laugh is nothing but what suits him.

It seems that the relationship between this man and his son must be extraordinary.

The young man silently wrote down these details in his heart, and then felt that he must serve Zhong Cheng well, otherwise if he offended him, he would offend the young master.

It's hard to do anything these days, let alone work as a servant, so you have to be careful and conscientious.

Qi Nan had been waiting for Zhong Cheng and others to come back to them last night.

But I waited and waited, and finally I couldn't keep my eyelids open and fell asleep, but no one showed up.

"Miss, miss, do you want to get up now?"

1 It was Cao'er who woke Qinan up early in the morning.

Neither of them slept well last night. At this moment, both of them had two big dark circles under their eyes, especially Qi Nan. He looked like a new generation of evil sword immortals had been born, and he was full of resentment.

"What's the matter with these bastards! Are you really not planning to come to us anymore? That's great. I won't care if you fail in the future. Let's go and wash up. There's still a lot of work to do today!"

Qinan stopped struggling and stood up neatly. Just when she reflexively wanted to wash her face, 1 walked out of the small room and woke up instantly.

They no longer live in the inn. Now this place is a beggar's den. Where is there any ready hot water for her to wash up?

She got dressed and walked to the ruined temple, and was about to ask Huzi some questions.

But I found that all the beggars had just come back from outside at this time. Some of them were eating the things they asked for, while others came back empty-handed and hungry, ready to sleep to escape hunger.

Others were so hungry that they couldn't stand it anymore, so they came back carrying a tattered wooden barrel.

Qinan felt a little unbearable just by looking at it.

The outside of the wooden barrel was full of oil stains, and there were green hairs and mold growing in some places. Flies and mosquitoes were flying and circling around the barrel, and the smell was very pleasant.

It is a kind of existence that ordinary people will walk around if they smell it on the street.

What's inside makes people frown when they look at it.

Instead of saying that the barrel contained food, it was better to say that it contained some old swill.

Will eating such things make you sick or die? The beggars have no chance to think about this. Death from starvation is still death, death from illness and poison is still death. The difference is which choice can make them live longer.

"This man also has a bucket of rat water! If any of the brothers are really hungry and can't bear it, just bring a bowl and drink one bowl each."

It was Huzi who was carrying the bucket and preparing to share food with the beggars.

Although he had just eaten roast chicken yesterday and had to face such a huge contrast in food today, he had no other choice.

It seems that it is his fate to live alone, worse than a mouse.

Isn't it a kind of self-deprecation for him to name these swills as rat water?

Seeing that Huzi was about to take his broken bowl with a missing hole to scoop something out of the bucket, Qinan immediately stopped him loudly.

"Don't eat it!"

Their sudden appearance caused the beggars to stop their actions.

"It's you!" Huzi was also a little embarrassed.

After all, he already knew that Qinan and Cao'er were women yesterday, and he was very surprised. He didn't expect that Mr. Feng 9 was actually a woman disguised as a man.

Now he had to scoop out swill without dignity in front of them. Even if he didn't care about this on weekdays, but now being interrupted so abruptly, Huzi's face became a little confused.

"Why don't you eat? We are all going to starve to death." One of the beggars was probably very hungry, and he didn't have any worries when he spoke. "That's right. People like you who have thin skin and tender meat will grow up with enough food." How can people know our suffering?"

"That's right, I don't want you to eat. We will starve to death if we don't eat. It's good to have these to eat now.

Huzi, why are you still standing there? If you don't want to eat, give me your share. If I eat, I have to hurry up and go to bed. I'll beg for more edible food in the evening. "

"Give it to you."

Huzi threw the bowl away in frustration. At this moment, he was also a little confused. How could he live his life like this?

"Don't eat. You can think about what I said yesterday. I'll give you the money first. You can help me run errands and buy things first. By the way, buy some food for yourself and come back to eat."