There is no medicine to cure the plague in Shangguan Ruoli, but there is spiritual spring water in the space that can cure all diseases.

So, he said: "Don't worry, I have ways to prevent and treat it. However, you can't take it lightly. You must listen to me."

She has to help everyone develop good habits and know how to prevent such situations in the future and how to take emergency measures.

Everyone said that they must listen to Shangguan Ruoli. The injuries suffered along the way, including colds, diarrhea, diarrhea, etc. were all treated by Shangguan Ruoli. She was very convinced that the medicine could cure the disease.

"Mother! Mother! Wuwuwu..." Wulang ran over and hugged Shangguan Ruoli's leg. He was so scared. Although his sister covered his eyes with her hands, he still heard the fighting and screams.

Scared to tears.

Shangguan Ruoli picked up Wulang and gently patted his back to coax him.

Others methodically searched the corpse for financial items, cleaned the corpse, and cleaned the blood stains at the entrance of the cave...

"Mother!" After Dong Youyin finished his work, he returned to the cave, knelt down directly to Mrs. Qian, lay on her knees and started to cry.

Old Mrs. Qian was stunned. She was stunned for a moment, then she put down the straw sandals she was knitting, put her dry and rough hands on his head, and asked tentatively: "San'er, what's wrong? I'm scared."

?”

His collapse-like crying attracted everyone's attention. He looked at Dong Youyin like a silly boy. He didn't know what he was doing. He shouldn't be scared. He has been busy for a long time.

, I was scared to tears, this is a bit too slow.

Old Man Dong closed his mouth that was open in surprise, coughed slightly, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Dong Youyin wiped his tears and sobbed: "Thank you, mother! Thank you, mother, for risking your life to save your son just now!"

Just now, he was besieged by the victims. Although the situation was urgent, he also saw that his wife Sun just screamed and shrank back. His mother rushed over with a kitchen knife. If Shangguan Ruoli hadn't stopped her, she might have

It’s about fighting those people to the death.

Mrs. Qian had an instinctive reaction at the time. She had forgotten about it and patted his back gently, "What are you talking about? You are my mother's son, and my mother's reaction was mindless."

Dong Youyin choked up and said: "My son misunderstood my mother before. My son is the third child. The eldest brother is the most respected by his parents. The second brother is very clever and is loved by his parents. The younger brother is good at studying and is the favorite of his parents.

precious.

The son is unfilial. The son thinks...that the mother doesn't want to see the son. Many times he forgets about the son. The son thinks that the mother doesn't like the son. Uh-huh-huh..."

In this era, families have many children, five or six children, which is normal.

The eldest child is the first child, and will receive more love and attention. The youngest child is the youngest, and the youngest child is loved by the people and is the most loved by parents. Often, the middle child is the easiest to be ignored, and even becomes a little transparent.

When Dong Youyin cried, Dayun, the middle daughter, also cried. As a daughter, she was even more neglected. But this time during the escape, not only did her parents not let her family go hungry or thirsty, they also brought her mother-in-law, father-in-law, and brother-in-law with her.

None of the family, my sister-in-law or her family, were hungry enough to drink.

Other children in the village who felt neglected and unloved by their parents were also moved and their eyes were red.

Mrs. Qian also shed tears, wiped her tears with her palms, and slapped Dong Youyin on the back, "You bastard! What are you doing crying?! There are six children in the house, digging around in the fields.

To support you, I will inevitably neglect a few.

But which child is not a piece of flesh that fell off the mother’s body? It still hurts when she was born. It was all paid for by the mother’s life, so there is no pain anywhere?”

Dong Youyin was very ashamed. Sun had many minor problems. Could it be that they were the result of his own indulgence? He felt that his parents were partial, so he was lazy and cheating, complaining behind his back that his wife had a bad temper to begin with, and once she was influenced by him, she became even worse.

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Dong Youliang came over and put his arm around Dong Youyin's shoulders, "Okay, gentlemen, why are you crying so much?"

Higashikata smiled and said: "It's not embarrassing, it's not embarrassing."

Mr. Dong also smiled awkwardly and said: "No matter how old you are, you are still children in front of us. It doesn't matter if you cry."

Eight-year-old Shiro rubbed his face with his fingers, "Dad is old, but he still cries. It's so embarrassing!"

Sanlang also followed suit: "Uncle San is crying, don't be ashamed!"

"You bastard! How dare you laugh at your father!" Dong Youyin jumped up, caught his son, and slapped him twice on the buttocks, letting his son's cries cover up his embarrassment.

Mrs. Sun hurriedly protected Shiro in her arms, but she was the only child with pain in her eyes. She was pregnant once two years ago when she fell and shed blood while fighting for water from a neighboring village. Since then, she has not seen any more.

Been pregnant.

Everyone laughed in a good-natured way, joked a few words, and then went about their business.

However, when parents usually ignore any of their children, they will stuff them with dates and chestnuts, or instruct them to do this or that, in a loud and angry manner.

The simple villagers do not say thoughtful and heart-warming words, but express their love in their own clumsy way.

Everyone was busy heating hot water to clean the blood on the injured people. Shangguan Ruoli and Dongming Ziyu treated their wounds, and the rest sewed masks, gloves, braided straw mats, coir raincoats, straw hats, etc. Everything was in order and busy.

chaos.

In this battle where a small number defeated a large number, many people were injured. The most seriously injured was the second aunt He, who was stabbed several times in the shoulder, arm, and back, and the wounds were extremely deep.

Two sons, daughter-in-law, three grandsons, and three granddaughters were all waiting on the side, and they were all very frightened.

The atmosphere in the cave was a bit solemn, everyone was severely weakened, and they were even more confused about the future. Just as they had water to drink and wild vegetables and fruits to eat, a plague broke out again. What should they do? Where should they go?

Mr. Dong looked at the rain curtain outside the cave, clicking the tobacco pot without tobacco leaves, with a sad look on his face.

After seeing that Dongming Ziyu had finished his work, the old man called him over and asked: "Si'er, there is a plague outside now, and it will definitely be more chaotic. Let's hide here for a while?"

Dong Chunlei was weaving a straw mat and said: "The plague is too terrible. Even if Wu Lang's mother can cure it, I still shouldn't take the risk if I can."

Dongming Ziyu washed his hands after the rain outside, and said: "It's almost October now, and it will snow in more than a month. How do you survive the winter in the mountains and what do you eat?

If we set out now, before the snow falls, we may be able to settle down, make a bed on the bed, and at least have a good winter. I'm afraid, we are victims who have passed through the plague area, and others will not dare to accept us."

Mr. Dong was a little anxious, "What should we do?"

Dongming Ziyu said: "When the rain stops, I will go to the official road to inquire about the situation."

After hearing this, Mr. Dong and Dong Chunlei looked at each other and said nothing.
Chapter completed!