Xiao An smiled and said: "Of course I want to see the doctor, but my relatives are far away and I can't wait any longer. I'll help my father use wine massage to relieve the wound."

Uncle Long understood and gave a thumbs up to Xiao An: "You are a filial boy, do you want me to help you?"

"Thank you, no need."

Xiao An stuffed another jar of wine back into Uncle Long's arms, "One jar is enough, this jar is for you."

Uncle Long was very surprised, "This is impossible, how can I ask for your wine..."

As he said this, he held the wine jar firmly in his arms with both hands.

Xiao An smiled and said, "Uncle Long, you helped us, we are grateful to you, and we have to borrow the kitchen in your hometown. My mother and my sister have to cook some millet porridge for my father...sister!"

Xiao An glanced at He Lian'er. He Lian'er nodded, came to Uncle Long, took a piece of silver and put it in Uncle Long's hand.

"Uncle Long, our family encountered a wild beast chasing us on our way to join our relatives. My father broke his leg and ended up here. Thank you for taking me in. This money is firewood money. Please accept it."

Uncle Long declined again.

He Lianer's accent is from Qing'an County, Xiao'an's accent is from Wanghai County, and the accents of the brother and sister sound like foreign accents to Uncle Long.

He's father had been in a coma and barely spoke. He's mother had been stimulated by Wang Ba and now she hardly dared to talk to strangers for fear of causing unnecessary trouble.

So basically Xiao An and He Lian'er were communicating with Uncle Long.

"It's not easy for you to come to visit relatives in other places, and you encounter such bad luck. How can I ask for this money from you..." Uncle Long couldn't resist the wine in his arms, but he was still reserved about the money...

A handful.

Xiao An said: "Uncle Long, please accept it. We will feel relieved if you accept it."

In this case, Uncle Long happily accepted the money.

He was a lonely old man who lived a miserable life with one-third of an acre of land. Occasionally he would collect firewood and send it to the market to exchange it for two cents to buy some oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. He could hardly drink low-quality wine all year round.

Now I took in a family of four from this foreign country, and they made a lot of money with money and wine.

"My family is poor and I can't give you anything good to entertain you. However, there is still some grain rice in the rice vat in the kitchen. You can use it as you like..."

After sending away Uncle Long, Xiao An breathed a sigh of relief.

Ever since he was a child, he had never had to deal with a strange old man as much as he did today. It was really not easy.

"Brother Xiao An, I'll go to the kitchen to get you some food." He Lian'er said softly.

Xiao An nodded and pointed to the wine jar in his hand, "I'll help uncle push his feet first."

"Shall I help you?" He's mother said.

"No, aunt, please go to the kitchen and help sister Lian'er."

"I don't need help. It's just cooking. I can do it alone." He Lian'er waved her little hand gently.

Xiao An looked outside and said to He's mother: "Auntie, go and help sister Lian'er. You are not familiar with the place here."

She is a girl, and there is someone by her side... He and everyone can rest assured.

Mother He understood something from Xiao An's eyes, so she quickly stood up: "Okay, Lian'er and I will cook together."

After the mother and daughter left, Xiao An came to the bedside to treat his father's leg injury.

He was different from his brother Da'an since he was a child. Although he also went to elementary school, if he was not afraid of being scolded by his father, when he was sitting in the school, his mind was filled with those things that were beaten and beaten.

Every time his brother-in-law came back from the military camp and taught him a set of fists and kicks, it was enough for him to practice for a long time and make him excited for a long time. Only when he had thoroughly mastered the set of fists did the excitement subside a little, and he looked forward to asking for new tricks when his brother-in-law came back again.

In this way, I entered the military camp, was beaten and beaten all the way, went to the battlefield, and walked on the line between life and death...until I finally settled down with the soldiers in Qing'an County, settled down and became an instructor on the training ground, and taught the recruits who were drafted.

Danzi is doing exercises.

Being injured is as normal as three meals a day to him, so Xiao An is very handy in dealing with He's father's leg injury.

In the kitchen on the other side, He Lian'er found some multigrain rice, cleaned the pot, added water and simply cooked some multigrain porridge.

Mother He was sitting at the mouth of the stove putting a fire on He Lian'er. The warm fire in the stove shone on her body. The small yard of Uncle Long's house was relatively far away from other residents in Longjia Village, and no one came here. Mother He

After looking around, I finally felt a little relieved after having been hanging around for two days and two nights.

"...the past two days and nights have been like a nightmare. I'm still in a haze. I really can't believe this is true..."

Mother He murmured, staring at the fire dancing in the stove, but there was no focus.

"Is the second child of the Wang family really dead like that? How could he die? No one killed him... Then it was obvious that the Wang family and his son surrounded your father and beat him. Your father has never suffered such a severe beating in his whole life.

If it's not Xiao An, I'm afraid your father won't be able to survive this time..."

"Your father can't survive, and neither can I. Lian'er, what will you do then? Even if you can survive, I'm afraid it will be a life worse than death..."

Mother He didn't dare to think about it. The more she thought about it, the more she became afraid, until she was trembling all over.

Because these things are just a hair away from coming true.

He Lian'er stood by the pot, holding a spatula in her hand. When she heard He's mother's words, her face turned pale and her whole body became cold.

"Mom, don't think so much. Didn't we escape now? Everything will pass, don't be afraid."

As long as Brother Xiaoan is here, he will protect our family.

Hearing Xiao An's name, He's mother finally focused her eyes, and she managed to squeeze out a smile that reassured He Lian'er, "Don't worry, as long as the three of us in the family are here, mother won't be afraid."

Compared to the Wang family's second son, who is already dead, if he is alive, he is making money.

When you die, you really have nothing left.

"We didn't kill the second son of the Wang family. He fell onto the scissors himself." He Lian'er bit her lip and whispered.

Mother He recalled the scene at that time, and the humiliation and anger came to her heart again. She poked the stove hard with the fire stick in her hand, and said bitterly: "They bullied us first. If they didn't break into our house to rob you,

, I came to beat your father, and this kind of thing wouldn’t happen. The second son of the Wang family deserves to die!"

He Lian'er saw her mother getting excited and almost hitting the bottom of the pot with the fire stick. She quickly came over and squatted beside Mother He, held her shoulders and comforted her softly, "Mom, don't be excited, it's okay, it's okay..."

He's mother threw away the fire stick and held He Lian'er tightly in her arms. The firelight danced in the stove, covering the two mothers' bodies warmly.
Chapter completed!