At dawn, Mu Yunhan walked out of Zhao Lizheng's house and walked to the north of the town.
At the end of Zhenbei Street, there is a large blue brick house with tiles, and next to it is a dilapidated and short thatched house.
Someone in the thatched house was coughing hoarsely, as if his lungs were about to come out.
There were also weak cries of children coming from it, intermittent, as if they would die in the next moment.
A boy softly coaxed the crying child and said softly: "Mom, don't worry. Didn't the Gu family say that my sister will be fine?"
A long sigh came, and the woman said in a hoarse voice: "You don't understand, we can't protect your sister."
The boy said anxiously: "Why not? I fought with them..."
When I said the last word, I was already crying.
The woman said anxiously: "An'er, please don't..."
The door was suddenly opened, and a thin and short boy rushed out with a sickle. When he saw Mu Yunhan standing at the door, he was stunned: "Sister?"
Before Mu Yunhan could speak, the boy had already thrown away the sickle, threw himself into her arms and burst into tears.
"Stop crying, am I fine?" Mu Yunhan hugged Mu An, feeling very complicated.
She lost her parents when she was very young and lived alone with her grandmother. When she was older, she was selected to live in the Mu family's old house and lived a life isolated from the outside world.
She didn't have anyone close to her, and she had no brothers or sisters. The only one she trusted and liked, Gu Yilan, despicably plotted against her.
But this little boy trusted her wholeheartedly and was willing to fight for her...
That's all, as long as they are good to her, she will also be good to them.
"Don't cry, don't cry..." Mu Yunhan wiped Mu An's tears, but couldn't wipe them away.
The thin boy cried with eyes like rabbits, full of grievance and fear: "Sister, I'm so afraid you won't come back, wuwu... I knew you were taken away by them that day, so I went to find you, and my third uncle kicked me
…”
He lifted up his shabby clothes, and a large piece of blue-black color appeared on his skinny chest.
"I couldn't bear the pain, so I delayed looking for you. The next day I could barely move, and I heard that you were rescued by Gu Engong..."
Mu Yunhan's eyes flashed with coldness, and he carefully touched Mu An's injury. Such a small child, that beast was really capable of killing him.
"Hiss..." Mu An grinned in pain. When he saw Mu Yunhan looking at him, he quickly put down his shirt and said with a smile: "It doesn't hurt much anymore. Sister, don't worry, I'm so happy to have you back."
Mu Yunhan looked into his eyes steadily and said softly: "It hurts. You don't need to endure it in front of me, and you don't need to pretend."
But if my sister knew that he was in pain, she would definitely find a way to buy medicine, right?
Last time, because my sister was bitten by a venomous snake, my mother became so anxious that she not only sold the house and land, but also almost lost her life.
It's all because he is useless, he can't grow up quickly, he can't protect his sister, and he can't help his sister. How can he drag down his sister and the whole family anymore?
Mu An's eyes turned red, and he smiled and pulled Mu Yunhan's hand: "Let's go into the house quickly, my mother and sister have been thinking about you."
"Han'er!" Mrs. Mu Er held her hand on the door frame, panting, with tears in her eyes, feeling guilty and distressed: "Are you feeling better? It's no use to me!"
She was only in her early thirties, but her temples were already gray, with wrinkles between her eyebrows and her eyes. Her clothes were ragged and worn, her face was sickly, haggard and thin, and she looked to be in her forties or fifties. (To be continued)