"You really want us to send it there?" Aunt Fang stood up from behind the stove, "How can we send it here? It's already so late."
"The other side screamed so loudly, didn't you hear it?" Aunt Feng was a little irritable, "As for how to deliver it, it depends on you. Should it be your people or mine?"
"It's going to take several trips. There's food for almost a thousand people. We usually have to pick up food, but now we have to climb a mountain."
Aunt Feng looked at the basket-carrying load over there, calculated the time, and frowned: "It takes an hour to go down the mountain, and it takes a lot of effort to climb up there, and the way up has to pass through the east mountain top."
Upon hearing Dongshantou, Aunt Fang paused and frowned.
"It's better to leave those girls alone," Aunt Feng continued, "find some that are older and not good-looking."
"You go and arrange the manpower, and you also go and arrange my people, and I'll sort out the food." Aunt Fang said.
Aunt Feng nodded and left.
As soon as they heard that they were going to Dongshantou, everyone was frightened and looked at each other.
Aunt Feng looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "The able-bodied ones can go, but those children can't go. You pack up and I'll give you more meat when you come back."
As soon as they heard about meat, everyone's eyes lit up.
Xiaowu looked at Xiaorong: "Sister, it's meat."
"Kid, don't go, didn't you hear?" Xiao Rong was actually greedy and said in a suppressed voice.
"Meat," Xiao Wu pursed his lips and said aggrievedly, "there is meat."
Xiao Rong gritted her teeth, thought for a while, and suddenly plucked up the courage to shout: "Aunt Feng."
Everyone looked at them.
"Ah Li is still in front." It was the first time that Xiao Rong was stared at by so many people. She was a little timid, but she continued, "I think Ah Li will be there to wait with me later. If she comes back, can she also serve her?"
She ordered meat to eat..."
Mrs. Liang raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Xiao Rong with interest: "Why are you asking for this favor for her?"
Xiaorong's face turned pale and she lowered her head to avoid Liang's eyes.
Xiao Wu held Xiao Rong's hand and said nervously: "My sister, my sister cares about Ah Li. We live in the same house."
While she was talking, she found Yu's mother in the crowd, her eyes pleading for help.
Yu Ma recognized her and said, "Yes, Ah Li is in the same shop as them. The little girls probably have some feelings for each other."
"Having feelings?" Mr. Liang sarcastically said, "Having feelings is not a good thing. Like what happened with Chen Tang and Xiaojun, sisters cannot escape. There is no way. 'Having feelings' means rushing to wash your own neck and go to the knife."
Do you want to rub it?"
Xiao Rong and Xiao Wu couldn't help but tremble when they said this.
"Also, it's hard to say whether we will give her meat or not. After all, whether the girl can come back or not is still a question." Mrs. Liang said again.
"Okay," Aunt Feng said, "Let's get ready and leave." After saying that, she looked at Mrs. Liang and said, "You don't have to go."
"I don't need to go? Why?" Liang asked subconsciously.
Aunt Feng didn't answer. She turned around and went over there to select people. The younger servants were all kept.
Everyone understood at once, Liang didn't ask any more questions and went to the stove to continue working.
Aunt Fang and the others packed up their things, and Aunt Feng took the older servants to pick them up and walked towards the intersection down the mountain.
This road has not been traveled for a long time. Now in spring and summer, the grass is long and slippery, and walking in the dark makes it very difficult to walk.
What's even more terrifying is that there seem to be faint howls of wolves and tigers in the uninhabited mountains a few miles away. I really don't know what I will encounter if I go all the way like this.
Bian Erlang's small courtyard was still surrounded by people.
Lian Ping's wails rang out from the house. Doctor Zhang was older and his eyesight was not very good. He failed to catch the thorn several times, but instead clamped on Lian Ping's flesh and blood, pulling it out fiercely.
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"Ah..." Liping's tears were almost dry.
"Old man Zhang, you can't be gentle," said the little book next to her, unable to bear it anymore, "Her throat has become hoarse from crying."
"It's easy to deal with crying. I'll prescribe some throat medicine, and she can continue crying after drinking it." Dr. Zhang said calmly.
"You!" Xiao Shu was annoyed, but he didn't dare to say anything to him. There was only one doctor on the mountain, so he really couldn't afford to offend him.
"Ah..." Reping screamed again.
The little book turned away, not wanting to read it. In my heart, I really doubted whether the old man did it on purpose.
Xia Zhaoyi was hit more than a dozen times. Although not every wound had barbs, they still had to be checked one by one.
Doctor Zhang pulled them out one by one and put them on the table. It had been almost two hours and he had only checked half of them.
Bian Yuanxue sat in the yard, raising her hands to support her head, feeling drowsy, and Lianping's screams could not wake her up.
After taking another nap, Bian Yuanxue rubbed his nose, raised his head and looked outside the hospital, and asked Li Lan next to him: "My brother hasn't come back yet?"
"No." Li Lan replied softly.
"What time is it now?"
"It's six o'clock in the morning."
"It's so late," Bian Yuanxue touched his stomach, "I almost don't know if I'm hungry."
She looked back at Reping's house and asked, "Why is she still screaming?"
"Maybe, the injury is more serious."
Bian Yuanxue frowned impatiently, waved her hand and said, "Go find a stick for her to hold in her mouth, she'll be screaming like ghosts."
"Yes." Li Lan nodded in response.
She turned back to look for wood.
Caiming's voice suddenly sounded outside the hospital: "It's so late at night, why are you shouting like this?"
Caiming helped Mrs. Bian come in from outside the hospital, frowned and shouted: "What happened to Lianping's injury?"
"Mother!" Bian Yuanxue came up as soon as he saw Mrs. Bian, "Mother, I'm starving to death!"
"What can be done? The bridge is gone, no one is to blame." Mrs. Bian's voice was clearly hoarse as she had just woken up.
"I'm just hungry!" Bian Yuanxue shouted angrily and aggrievedly.
Mrs. Bian ignored her, looked up at the house, and said, "Let's go and have a look."
"Be gentle." Lian Ping's tears had dried up and he was grinning in pain.
If Doctor Zhang didn't hear anything, he pulled out another thorn from the wound.
Mrs. Bian happened to go in and frowned slightly when she saw this scene.
"Madam." Suxiang and Xiaoshu called.
Lian Ping turned his head, paused, and called softly: "Madam."
Mrs. Bian looked at her wound and said solemnly: "Who hurt you?"
Lianping didn't dare to speak, and neither did Suxiang. Xiaoshu stood up and said, "It is said that it was a little girl who was beaten with a strange whip."
"Can a little girl beat her like this?" Caiming asked.
She knew she would ask this question again, so Su Xiang thought about how to answer this time and said: "The girl was too fast. She suddenly hit her. Lian Ping was beaten first and had no power to fight back."
"Why didn't I know there were girls like this on our mountain?" Bian Yuanxue mocked. She still firmly believed that these two men had stolen a man.
