Li Han’s Little Farmer’s Wife from the Mountains

Shen Ruolan took a breath!

Actually want a child's hand!

This is too cruel!

She squeezed her fist, glanced at four or five big men quickly, calculating the odds of starting her hands, and finally found sadly that she might not have any chance of winning at all!

Although her body has now recovered, she is only a fourteen-year-old girl with limited physical fitness. To deal with these four or five middle-aged men, even if she has the skill, she can handle two or three fights at most. One, the extra two are enough to kill her.

She is a sensible person, she will not do things that are uncertain, even if she loves the child, she will not rush forward regardless of life and death.

Since he couldn't beat it, he had to find another way.

"This eldest brother, do you think this will work, you let this child go, I'll give you ten taels of silver." Shen Ruolan took out her purse from her arms and took out an ingot of twelve ingots.

Although these people are well dressed, they are not very wealthy. They don't even have a small servant around them. These ten taels of silver are not a small amount, and they should be able to impress them.

really

When several men saw the silver in Shen Ruolan's hands, their eyes suddenly brightened, and the hostility on his face was also swept away, and the beard grinned even more: "Fine, it's for the sake of silver. Let my brothers spare this little thief!"

After speaking, he took the silver from Shen Ruolan's hand and greeted the others: "Haha, get a bet out of thin air, go, and drink wine and wine--"

The others also followed their beards grinning.

As soon as the person left, Shen Ruolan hurriedly stepped forward to check the child, but saw that the boy was curled up motionless with blood on his face, and had passed out.

Seeing him like this, Shen Ruolan felt a pain in her heart. She actually wanted to hold him in her arms and cry for a while. She touched his head affectionately, stood up again, and asked the pedestrians on the road for help: "Everyone. , Who knows where there is a better medical clinic nearby, please, who can help me send this child to the medical clinic."

An uncle in his fifties walked over and said, "Girl, this street is not far to the south. It is the best Bao'antang Medical Center in Qingzhou, or I will help you send this child there."

"Thank you, uncle, you are such a good person!" When Shen Ruolan saw that someone was willing to help her, she hurriedly thanked her again and again, almost grateful.

The uncle stepped forward, picked up the boy, and smiled: "Aren't you also a kind-hearted person? For the sake of the little beggar, you are willing to give up twelve taels of silver, or call you, this little beggar will probably do it today. Disabled, the kindness of the girl will be rewarded."

Shen Ruolan didn't expect any kindness, she just followed her own heart to do things. At that time, her heart had only one idea-to save this child, she must save, let alone put out a dozen silver, that is, put out a hundred dollars. Two thousand two thousand and two, she wants to save too!

The uncle helped Shen Ruolan send the boy to the Baoantang Medical Center.

At that time, the hospital was about to close, and Shen Ruolan hurriedly stopped the doctor who was going home from get off work and asked him to help show the child.

In order to pay for the consultation, the doctor carefully checked and determined that the child had only a skin trauma. Although it looked serious, it did not actually damage the internal organs or bones, which is not serious.

Shen Ruolan didn't believe it very much: "Since I haven't hurt my internal organs and bones, why don't I still wake up?"

The doctor said: "In all likelihood, I am hungry. In addition to being beaten, I fainted even when I was hungry and scared!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Ruolan felt distressed again. The child was so hungry and beaten so badly. If his parents knew about it, how distressed it would be!

She arranged for the child to stay in the hospital, and then took some money to a buddy and asked him to go out and buy some steamed buns and rice porridge for the child.

The child has been hungry for so long, so he has to eat something light first. It is just right to eat steamed buns and rice porridge.

After the buddy left, Shen Ruolan took a basin of water to help the boy clean the blood stains on his face. The boy's face was so small that it was cleaned in a few strokes, and a small scarred face appeared in front of her.

Thin, yellow, swollen and deformed, the closed eyes are blue and purple, I don’t know if they were beaten with fists or kicked by those animals, and their faces are swollen like buns. Yes, my lips are broken, and my nose is still bleeding...

This miserable situation made Shen Ruolan's heart pierced by a knife all at once!

It hurts so much!

She was so painful that she wanted to go back and beat the beasts. Even if they couldn’t beat them, she wanted to go back and fight. They all shoot as hedgehogs, no, as eunuchs...

Before she knew it, Shen Ruolan's eye circles were red. She sucked her nose, took out the ointment prescribed by the doctor, and carefully helped him rub the medicine...

When she wiped her hand, she found that the child's hand was particularly injured. It may be kicked by the brute while holding his head. The dry little hand lost several large pieces of skin, and the meat and tendons inside were exposed. Now, it looks shocking!

Shen Ruolan's heart was stabbed fiercely again, and tears also fell down. I don't know why, but she felt so distressed for the child, and she felt so distressed that she wanted to hold him and cry bitterly.

She raised her sleeve and wiped her eyes, and began to gently apply medicine and bandage his little hand.

"Sister... is that you?"

The voice of anger came, intermittently, as if coming from another time and space.

Shen Ruolan raised her eyes and saw that the boy was already awake. He opened his slightly swollen eyes with only a slit, and stared at her intently.

Shen Ruolan was overjoyed: "Great, you woke up, is there anything uncomfortable? Does your stomach hurt? Headache doesn't hurt..."

"Are you... my sister?" The boy asked stubbornly again as if he hadn't heard her question.

Shen Ruolan froze for a moment: "Oh, you can call my sister."

"That said, you are really my sister!"

The boy laughed happily. As soon as he grinned, he pulled the wound. The pain was so painful that he couldn't laugh anymore. "Hiss—" He took a breath of cold air, with a pained expression on his face.

Shen Ruolan said hurriedly: "You are injured. Don't talk or laugh. It will be bad if you pull the wound."

The boy shook his head gently, "Zhu'er doesn't hurt, but when I see my sister, Zhu'er doesn't hurt. Don't worry, sister."

Shen Ruolan smiled softly and groaned, "Stupid boy, everyone is beaten like this. It doesn't hurt, it hurts stupid!"

"Zhu'er is not stupid, Zhu'er still knows her sister... Sister, it was so hard for Zhu'er to find you..." The boy suddenly cried, and big tears came from his eyes, crying terribly wronged.

"Don't cry, don't cry, see if the medicine is spent crying..."

Afraid of tears soaking the wound, Shen Ruolan hurriedly pulled out the veil and carefully wiped his eyes. Seeing his aggrieved appearance, her heart was sour and she wanted to cry with him.

"Sister, mother and Ju'er are still in the chicken feather shop, mother is sick, we don't have money to see the doctor, and we don't have money to eat..." The boy was still crying, the more he cried, the more fierce he was. The grievances and pain accumulated over a period of time all cried out.

Although Shen Ruolan didn't understand his inexplicable words, but seeing him cry so fiercely, she coaxed without thinking: "It's okay, there is a sister. My sister is helping your mother with medical treatment. Don't be afraid. My sister has silver."

"Well, if you find your sister, Zhu'er won't be afraid..."

Zhu'er gradually stopped crying, and took Shen Ruolan's hand against his little face, and said, "Sister, I finally found you. Zhu'er is no longer afraid of li, by the way, go and get your mother together. Ju'er, too. Mother is very ill and can't stand up. Ju'er is also sick. They haven't eaten for several days..."

He couldn't talk anymore, and started crying again.

Shen Ruolan hugged him distressedly and patted his back lightly, "Don't be afraid, which chicken feather shop are they in, my sister will help you pick them up."

"It's in the alley on the corner of Jinyu Street in the south of the city..."

"Okay, okay, you wait, sister will help you pick them up, don't be afraid..."

Shen Ruolan comforted him, entrusted him to another fellow in the hospital, and went out to pick up Zhu'er's mother and sister.

After leaving the house, the sky was already dark, and a cold wind blew in, and Shen Ruolan's mind suddenly became sober.

She suddenly realized that she had become so nosy and so sentimental before she knew it!

A little boy who didn’t know each other easily touched her heart and affected her emotions so that she agreed to the request without thinking. Even if the request was unreasonable, she gladly accepted it, or Accept it without hesitation!

This is probably the so-called fate.

Although she didn't like that she was so easily affected, she still went to the south of the city. She didn't want Zhu'er to be disappointed, and inexplicably wanted to help them...

Qingzhou Chengnan Jinyu Street is a narrow and shabby street. The shops on both sides of the street are low-grade shops, such as cotton, pots and pans, second-hand goods, pedicure...

The whole street smelled of run-down.

Shen Ruolan asked the coachman to park the car on the street corner, and walked into the alley on the corner by the dim light from the lanterns hanging outside the shop. Before walking far, he saw a feather shop with feather dusters in it.

The so-called chicken feather shop is a kind of low-cost inn for the poor. The accommodation only costs one or two cents. There is no bed, no kang, no bedding, not to mention tea basins and the like, only a room of chicken feathers. After the guests moved in, they went to sleep in the pile of chicken feathers. The smelly chicken feathers were used as both a quilt and a mattress. Although they would not freeze to death, the smelly chicken feathers on the hard ground were definitely for the guests. A kind of torture.

When Shen Ruolan saw that Xiao Zhu'er lived in such a place, she drew heartily, and knocked on the door ‘dangdang’.

"Who!" The door opened, and a forty-year-old woman walked out with her head down, holding a lantern to look at Shen Ruolan, and then hesitating: "Stay in a store?"

Shen Ruolan was dressed decently, unlike a person who lives in such a place, so the woman kept blocking the door and didn't welcome her in directly.

Shen Ruolan shook her head: "I won't live in a store, I will find someone."

"Who are you looking for?"

As soon as she couldn't listen to the store, the woman's tone became worse and she also seemed a little impatient.

Shen Ruolan thought about it for a while and said, "Ju'er, Zhu'er's younger sister, and their mothers."

"No, no, go, go!"

The woman was probably afraid that Shen Ruolan would find the customers in her store. She didn't make any money, so she didn't yell in a good voice, and turned around to close the door.

"Wait!"

Shen Ruolan stretched out her foot and blocked the door. She took a handful of copper coins and squeezed it in her hand. She smiled and said, "What about this time?"

The woman saw a large amount of copper coins, her cold face was suddenly filled with smiles, as if her face changed: "If there is something, wait, girl, I will call you."

He was talking, but his feet were still, her eyes staring straight at the copper coin in Shen Ruolan's hand, with a coveted smile on her face.

Shen Ruolan understood what she meant, and gave her the money at will, saying, "Lead me the way, I want to find them myself."

The woman took the money, with a smile on her face, and she took Shen Ruolan to the backyard.

"Here, it's in the West Wing!"

The woman pointed her chin to the dark West Wing, took the lantern and went back to the room to count the money.

Shen Ruolan walked to the door of the West Wing, and her heart jumped wildly inexplicably, she was very nervous, and she didn't know why this happened.

She raised her hand, and just about to knock on the door, there was a low sobbing sound from inside, which was forbearing and suppressed, and it made people feel distressed to listen to it!

Shen Ruolan was afraid that something might happen, so she knocked on the door and said softly, "Is Ju'er home?"

As soon as the voice fell, the crying inside stopped abruptly. After a while, the door creaked open, and a girl about the size of a bamboo poked out her head and asked timidly, "Who are you looking for?"

Shen Ruolan looked at this thin daughter, feeling soft, and said: "You are Ju'er, I am your brother's friend, I will pick you up and find your brother."

Ju'er looked at the big sister in front of her. It was too dark and she couldn't see what the big sister looked like, but the voice of the big sister was very gentle, which made people feel at ease inexplicably.

"Big sister, where's my brother? Why didn't he come back? Why did you let you pick us up? Where are you going to pick us up?"

Ju'er asked repeatedly, quite vigilant.

Shen Ruolan said softly, "Your brother was hurt a bit, but don't be afraid. He is not seriously injured. I have already arranged to stay in the hospital. Now I will pick you up to find him."

When Ju'er heard that her brother was injured, she became anxious, "Sister, tell me the truth, is my brother hurt very badly? If he is not badly hurt, he will definitely come back to us. Sister, tell me. , What is going on with my brother?"

Shen Ruolan touched her messy little head and said, "It's really not heavy. It's just that I'm hungry and can't walk. The doctor called for a good rest, so I left him and came to pick you up personally."

"Hungry? My brother said that he had eaten food yesterday? Why can't he walk hungry?" Ju'er murmured, and suddenly realized: "He must have lied to us... "

Shen Ruolan whispered softly: "Did you lie to you? Later you will pass and ask him if he is okay, the carriage is still waiting, where is your mother? Let's help her onto the carriage and let the doctor at the medical clinic Take a good look, okay?"

Ju'er sniffed: "Okay, thank you sister then."

Shen Ruolan entered the room. The room was cold and there was no light, only a smell of chicken feathers.

With the help of Ju'er, Shen Ruolan helped a scrawny woman up in a pile of chicken feathers and put it on her back.

The woman was very thin, as thin as a handful of bones, and even Shen Ruolan's physique could easily lift her up.

"Ju'er, let's go with your things."

Ju'er said softly: "We have nothing left, we sold everything that could be sold, and the rest was taken to the inn proprietress to pay for the accommodation."

Shen Ruolan sighed, "Then let's go!"

The two quietly walked out, outside, the hired carriage was still waiting there, Shen Ruolan carried Ju'erniang on her back and got into the carriage cautiously.

Arrived in the car, put down Juerniang. There was a dim oil lamp in the car. Shen Ruolan looked at the comatose Juerniang: thin and haggard, the emperor was already exhausted.

Also, on that haggard face, there was a somewhat familiar feeling, as if I had seen her somewhere.

"Sister, can you really treat my mother to the doctor?" Ju'er who came up then asked softly.

Shen Ruolan turned her face, just about to answer, but was stunned when she saw her face clearly.

If this comatose woman makes her familiar, then this Ju'er makes her familiar and can no longer be familiar—this little girl actually has a face that is highly similar to herself, so similar to herself All shocked.

At this moment, Ju'er also saw her face and was startled, "Sister, you look like my mother!"

Shen Ruolan twitched, "But I think I'm more like you." The two of them are about the same age, and they really look more alike than the woman.

Ju'er is not very familiar with her looks. The family is poor and has no money to buy a mirror. Sometimes she will take pictures of herself at the washbasin or the creek, but she can't see clearly, she just knows her own length It's not ugly, nothing more.

Now, this elder sister actually said that she looked like her, and this elder sister was so beautiful and gentle, so that she had forgotten the sadness for a while, and laughed happily.

Shen Ruolan looked at this familiar little face and thought of the names of Zhu'er and Ju'er. Suddenly she had a crazy idea. She swallowed and said, "Ju'er, what is your surname?"