He held his stomach and found a quiet alley and walked in, feeling that he was about to die.
It wasn't too scary, so he walked inside some more, and finally couldn't walk anymore so he sat down against the wall.
Zhou Yin held her painful stomach and raised her head to look at the clouds in the sky. It was really strange. They were all clouds. Why did they always change?
But the clouds in Shangzhou look similar to the clouds in their Qili Village, and even the sun is the same...
Zhou Yin thought wildly, and his body slowly fell down. After a while, he fell softly to the ground and closed his eyes slightly.
He was conscious, and he wanted to sit up, but his hands were resting on the ground and he couldn't use any strength.
Xia Xin opened the door and came out. As soon as she turned the corner, the person lying on the ground was startled.
She took two steps back, and when she saw that the man half leaning against the wall was motionless, she approached cautiously, "Hey, who are you?"
The people on the ground didn't answer her.
Xia Xin swallowed and took two steps forward, "Hey, the ground is very cold here. You will get sick if you lie down..."
She knelt down and stretched out her finger to poke him gently. After poking him, she quickly retracted her hand. Seeing that he still had his eyes closed tightly, she was sure that he was fainted.
She hesitated for a moment, then turned around and ran home, "Dad, there's a person fallen outside..."
Before Xia Yan could say anything, Xia's mother had already said, "Are you beggars? Just give them something to send away. Xin Niang, there are many refugees from other places outside now, don't go out, do you understand?"
"He is not a beggar. His clothes are clean and have no patches. Dad, please go and take a look."
Xia Yan put down the book and said, "I'll go take a look."
When he saw the person, Xia Yan understood why his daughter said he was not a beggar. Although the clothes on his body were linen, they were fine linen. He was relatively clean, his face was clean, and his fingernails were also clean.
Although the man was unconscious, his features were handsome and he not only did not look like a beggar, he did not even look like a refugee.
Xia Yan thought for a while and carried the person into the house.
Xia's mother was shocked when she saw it, and hurriedly came to greet her, "Why did you bring this person back?"
"She must be sick," Xia Yan said, "Unlike refugees, someone's child must have fallen ill after going out. Let's revive him first and ask a doctor to come."
When Xia's mother saw him carrying people back to his room, she had no choice but to go out and ask for a doctor.
When Zhou Yin opened his eyes, he saw a little girl feeding him water with a spoon. When he opened his eyes, his round face panicked, and he immediately stood up, put down the bowl and ran out.
Zhou Yin ran away before he could say a word, and could only continue lying with his mouth half open and a confused look on his face.
It took him a while to remember that he seemed to have fallen ill in the alley, so did he survive and was rescued again?
Zhou Yin was still quite happy. He stood up with his arms raised and wanted to go out and meet the person who saved him.
As soon as I got up, a middle-aged scribe came in, followed by the little girl who ran away just now.
"Lang Jun, please lie down." The middle-aged scribe held Zhou Yin down, helped him lean back, and said with a smile: "Lang Jun fainted outside my house, so I took him home without having time to ask him. It's rude."
, please also Haihan."
Zhou Yin hurriedly said: "Sir, you saved me. It's too late for me to be grateful. How dare I blame you?"
He took the initiative and said: "My surname is Zhou, my last name is the character Yin, I am from Luojiang County, Mianzhou, and I came here as a refugee."
Xia Yan was surprised, "Are you a refugee?"
It doesn't look like it.
"Yes," Zhou Yin said that he had sold himself out and was exchanged for a deed of betrayal because of his illness, so he came back full circle and was still a refugee.
Xia Yan smiled and said, "This can be considered a blessing in disguise. Since you have been rescued by us, it means that we are destined. You should recuperate here first and wait until you recover."
Zhou Yin was penniless and had nowhere to go, so he accepted the offer.
I don’t know if the medicine I prescribed before was wrong, or if the disease has finally reached its end. The disease that was never cured before gradually improved after I moved into the Xia family.
Zhou Yin was once worried that his illness was an epidemic and wanted Xia Yan to send him to the temple.
Xia Yan said: "You are acclimatized, not an epidemic."
He smiled and said: "People who travel far away for the first time are prone to such diseases, so don't worry too much."
Zhou Yin just stayed at Xia's house, but it was Xia Yan who brought him medicine and food. It wasn't until he could get out of bed and walk around that he saw Xia Xin sitting under a tree doing embroidery work.
Xia Xin was only thirteen years old, two years younger than him. When she saw him, her round eyes stared at him curiously.
Zhou Yin retracted his feet uncomfortably, but did not turn around and go back to the house. Instead, he looked at her with the same curiosity. The two of them just looked at each other curiously.
Xia's mother came out of the kitchen and saw it, and couldn't help but cough lightly.
The two of them came to their senses instantly, Xia Xin lowered her head, and Zhou Yin quickly saluted Xia's mother, "Mrs. Xia."
Xia's mother smiled and said, "Can Zhou Xiaolang get out of bed?"
"Yes, it's much better," Zhou Yin hurriedly greeted him, "If there's anything I can do to help, I'll do it."
"No, no need," Xia's mother said with a smile, "You just got better. Just have a good rest."
She called her daughter, who was still sitting dazedly under the tree, and said angrily: "Niang Xin, why don't you come over and light the fire?"
"Oh."
Although Zhou Yin lives in Xia's house these days, they rarely see each other. Xia's father is responsible for things like bringing medicine and food.
Zhou Yin watched her run into the kitchen, scratched her head, and finally sorted out the pile of firewood piled in the corner.
Xia's father is a scholar, not a person who can work. Xia's mother is not strong enough, so the firewood she bought is piled in the corner.
Zhou Yin arranged the piles of firewood and swept the yard again before Xia Yan came back from the academy.
He works as a teacher in a college, which is not far from home, so he can go home for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
As soon as he entered the door, he noticed something was wrong. The home... seemed much spacious.
Xia's mother, who had been paying attention to Zhou Yin, walked out with a smile and said to him with a smile: "You are back, lunch is ready, please wash your hands and eat."
Pulling the person into the kitchen, Xia's mother whispered: "Zhou Xiaolang took care of it. Don't tell me, he is quite diligent."
Xia Yan: "He is still sick, how can we let him work?"
"I didn't give in. I tried to persuade him, but I couldn't stop him. He said he wanted to stretch his muscles. I couldn't argue with him."
Xia Yan thought for a moment and said, "Since he can get out of bed, let's have lunch together."
"This..." Xia's mother looked at her daughter.
Xia Yan said nonchalantly: "We are still here, so there is no need to be so shy."
Isn't that because their family only has one daughter, and they are both exactly the same age, which is an unfortunate coincidence?
However, she has never been too opposed to Xia Yan's decision.
Zhou Yin sat at the dining table and formally met the Xia family.
After dinner, Xia Yan talked to Zhou Yin, "What are your plans for the future?"