Xiao Yao was ready, took off the old man's clothes, applied a needle to his head first, and commanded, "Qingshang boils water, boil a few more pots." ”

Qingsheng responded while moving, and put down the burden neatly, although Murong Ziye was scared, she stood quietly and watched, she also wanted to help, but she didn't know what to do, and no one told her what to do.

Yi'er Bao'er heard Xiao Yao's voice and said in unison, "Let's go find firewood." With that, he ran away.

Daile put down the ball, took out a small porcelain vase from the burden of the green dress, and walked towards the mute girl.

Some of the blood on the mute girl's face had dried up, and some were still bleeding.

The little Daile approached her, and the girl was kneeling beside the old man, and Daile gently tugged at her torn clothes.

The girl turned her head to look at the lovely Dai, not knowing what she was shouting at herself.

Dai Er said sweetly, her little hand stretched forward, and a bottle appeared, "This is a wound medicine to stop bleeding, I'll help you sprinkle some first." ”

The girl's pale face, bloodless lips gently pulled apart, did not speak, and nodded slightly.

Dale stood on tiptoe and sprinkled lightly on the bald hair. The powder is very mild, not only does it not hurt, but it is also very comfortable, cool, and the blood is stopped immediately.

Xiao Yao breathed a sigh of relief, the needle on her head had been healed, and she used a lot of her mental power, because of the crisis of the situation, she used perspective to see the situation inside the old man, and also used internal force to control the situation.

A few more were given to the old man's body to dredge his blood. Because the blood stopped flowing.

Qingshang has already set up the fire, thanks to the help of Yi'er Bao'er, it can be so fast. The water has been boiled. Qingluo Qingshang did as instructed, and at the same time was rubbing the palms and soles of the old man's hands with a hot handkerchief.

Xiao Yao took out some medicinal materials from the medicine box, all of them were taken out from the space to dry, the medicinal effect was very good, put them in to boil, and boiled the medicinal soup on the side. I put some things that people don't recognize, things like small fruits in red, red, green and green.

Both sides are finished. After a stick of incense, Xiao Yao kept observing until the old man's eyelids moved. The onlookers were also paying close attention, "Wake up, wake up!"

It boiled all at once, and everyone was sincerely happy and relieved.

During this period. The mute girl's heart kept tightening. The further back she went, the more she couldn't breathe.

It wasn't until he saw that his grandfather's eyelids moved that he breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to step forward, because the faint child didn't speak, and the needle was not pulled.

Xiao Yao pricked a few more stitches, and the old man woke up slowly.

Xiao Yao pulled out the needle and took it back, Qingluo helped put on the clothes, and the girl's big tears finally couldn't help falling, and she only dared to hold her grandfather's rough big hands and cry silently.

The person next to him seems to be infected by the girl. The eyes were red, and some of them were already tearful. Secretly turn your head to wipe your tears.

The old man woke up and saw that his granddaughter was fine, relieved, with a smile in his eyes, as if he wanted to speak, but he couldn't. His first concern is not how he is doing, but his granddaughter.

Xiao Yao said in a faint voice, "Grandpa, don't speak yet." You're all right, if you have anything to say, speak slowly later. ”

The old man's eyes moved to the sound, and it turned out to be this child.

Qingshang put out the medicine and medicinal soup, because the medicinal herbs are in the space, and they don't need to boil for so long.

The girl took it from Qingshang's hand gratefully, gently put her grandfather's head on her lap, and fed her grandfather herself.

"After drinking the medicine, I will drink the decoction again, and then I will send you back. Xiao Yao had already packed up and said softly.

The old man looked at Xiao Yao gratefully, and a transparent liquid flowed from his eyes. He has lived a lifetime, and he has seen through the warmth and coldness of people, and he didn't expect a child to help him and save himself and his granddaughter.

Murong Ziye stood beside her, she saw it all, and she was suddenly very curious about Xiao Yao, because Xiao Yao was indifferent throughout the whole process, no matter how dangerous the situation was, he was still calm and calm.

The old doctor she had seen was not as good as a child, she thought.

In fact, many onlookers also thought so, and after the excitement, some people were already asking Xiao Yao which doctor's child he was.

The men were still kneeling not far away, motionless, the blood on their faces had dried up. It's not that they don't want to move, it's that they can't. I can only keep kneeling on the mountain road full of stones, and my knees already feel that they are not my own.

And the man with the scar had already been played with by Yan San, lying on the ground with a blue nose and swollen face, half dead. He looked at Yan San as if he had seen a devil, and the fear in his eyes couldn't be more obvious.

Xiao Yao glanced at them and whispered a few words to Yan San. Flame Er threw several people together, and Flame Three stood in front of them, and the Scar Man and the others moved back in fear.

Yan Er had already unlocked their acupuncture points when they were embarrassed, so they were already able to move.

Yan San looked at them with a smile, "How much money does the old man owe you?"

One of the men rolled his eyes and looked like a monkey with a pointed face, "Twenty taels!"

The rest of the people looked at the man who spoke in amazement, and lowered their heads when they thought of something.

Yan San looked at the scar man with a smile, and moved his hand, the scar man was terrified, and turned to the sharp-faced monkey cheek just now, "Did you have in your head, you remember this wrong!" After speaking, he kicked again. The man with the scar actually died of pain all over his body, but in order not to be beaten, he endured two kicks. And he doesn't know how to look at people's faces, hasn't he been beaten enough?

The sharp-faced monkey-cheeked man nodded weakly, "Yes, yes, yes, my brain is, I am confused, I remember wrong! It's ten taels, ten taels!"

The scar man smiled cautiously at Yan Eryan San.

Yan San's hands moved, and they thought they were going to be beaten again, so they held their heads and shrank to their knees for a long time. Yan San rolled his eyes, he was going to take something, not to beat people.

Throwing a few pieces of silver from his arms, "We will return the old man's silver for him, get out." ”

The man with the scar quickly picked up the silver, and walked away with a smile and a limp, with a blue nose and swollen face and a very penetrating smile.

This way. After the old man drank the medicine, "Girl, drink some too, it will be good for your wounds." Qingluo brought another bowl and said lightly.

The mute girl looked at her grandfather. He nodded, then smiled gratefully at Qingluo, took a small sip and drank it, there was nothing left.

Yan Er Yan San made a stretcher, wrapped a blanket around his body, put it on the stretcher, and carefully carried the old man down the mountain.

Qingluo Qingshang helped clean up the stall. The girl followed the old man tightly on her back.

Some of everyone was going down the mountain, and some were just going up the mountain, so those who came down the mountain followed Xiao Yao and them far behind. In fact, it was Xiao Yao who left those people behind.

Because Murong Ziye has no martial arts. It was very difficult to walk, because everyone had martial arts, and this speed didn't feel anything, but Murong Ziye walked so far with a daughter. Finally I can't stand it anymore. Stopping to gasp for air, his little ruddy face was now pale and pale. Besides, he hadn't recovered before, and it was very good that Murong Ziye could persist until now.

"Stay safe. Xiao Yao glanced at Murong Ziye and said lightly.

Everyone slowed down, and Murong Ziye walked for a while to feel it, only to realize that the child was taking care of himself.

couldn't help but look at Qingluo Qingsheng, who was about the same age as her, and saw that even if the two of them walked so fast with a lot of baggage, they still didn't breathe. The face is still the same as before.

Looking at the three children again, even the youngest Daile was still bouncing and playing with her pet. Didn't pant at all and blushed.

She couldn't help but bow her head in thought. I don't know why, she has a feeling, that is, that child, that is, why Xiao Yao has a feeling that he can do something?

Along the way, I also met a lot of people who were going up the mountain to the valley. They didn't know what was going on, but when they saw a young girl's clothes in tatters, as if they had been pulled, and a few handfuls of hair were missing from her head, and two teenagers were carrying an old man, they knew that something bad had happened.

She thought about it, and before she knew it, she was at the foot of the mountain.

There are still people at the bottom of the mountain who are preparing to go up the mountain.

Yan Er Yan Yan put the person into the carriage carefully, and when he saw the luxury of the carriage, the old man didn't want to come in and struggled to get down.

"Grandpa, go in, you don't know that you think we're going to kidnap you. Qingshang smiled beside her.

The old man looked to the side, and it turned out that everyone else was looking at this side. He was grateful, but he didn't want to cause trouble, so the obedient Yan Eryan moved in.

Although the girl was very worried about her grandfather, she believed in the child, and she was worried that the carriage would not fit so many people, so she gestured that she would run after the carriage.

Qingluo didn't understand it, but they knew a little bit of meaning and guessed what she meant by not being a carriage.

Only Xiao Yao understood the meaning of the mute girl, because she had learned dumb language. Although the mute girl's mute language does not have the standards of her previous life, after all, she has not learned it, but the movements are indeed not much different.

"You are also injured, if you run out in the back and faint, we don't know, do you want us to come back to you?" Xiao Yao looked at her and said lightly.

The mute girl was speechless, but she was entangled.

Suddenly, a young man's voice shouted hesitantly, "Third Miss?"

Everyone looked over, a young guy dressed as a man.

Murong Ziye was pleasantly surprised, "It's me." ”

The little guy ran over excitedly and whispered, "I finally found you, you don't know, the past two days have made the master anxious." Are you alright?"

Murong Ziye shook his head, "I'm fine, I was saved by Xiao Yao and them." ”

The little guy looked at Xiao Yao and the others, and also bent down to thank him.

"There are a few other people who came out with me, and I call them back, Miss, the carriage is ours, and Miss can go and wait in the carriage first. Xiao Wu pointed to the gorgeous carriage opposite Xiao Yao's carriage and said.

Murong Ziye looked at Xiao Yao, "Can you sit in your carriage?" Why don't we do our best together." ”

Xiao Yao thought about it, and the carriage really couldn't be stuffed, so he nodded, "Qingshang, you and Dai'er and Miss Murong should go back together." ”

"It's the master. Qingshang replied softly.

The three of them also nodded.

The mute girl was pulled into the carriage by Qingluo, Xiao Yao's carriage took the first step, and Murong Ziye's carriage remained in place and waited for someone.

Because the carriage was flat, the old man did not feel uncomfortable lying down.

When she arrives in the town, the mute girl shows Yanji the way and comes to her house. The mute girl's home was very dilapidated, a thatched hut that could be blown down by a heavy rain, with only four walls, only a broken table and a few chairs with missing legs.

The kitchen is also in the house, and the pot is very clean, but there are two more holes in it. Next to some firewood.

The bed was not far from the pot, and there was a pile of straw under the bed.

Qingluo made up the bed, although it was messy, it was not dirty, and there was no smell.

Yan Er Yan San gently put the old man on the bed, the old man was already asleep, he was too tired.

The mute girl sat on her knees and looked at the old man, leaning on him to weep silently, and slowly fell asleep. Qingluo gently carried her to the bed and covered the quilt.

The sun is setting.

Qingsheng and they should be back, Yan Er went back to the inn to inform.

Qingluo Yansan was lightly setting up the stove outside.

It was slowly getting dark, and the carriage returned.

Yan Er brought everyone over, and Qingshang bought vegetables on the road. Although the young lady can bring out the vegetables, she still means something outside and buys some vegetables outside.

The mute girl's house is not only her such a dilapidated house, but there are also several almost rotten houses not far away.

Qingshang is responsible for cooking, Qingluo is responsible for boiling medicine, and Yan Eryan is responsible for finding firewood, but there is only a little firewood in the house, which is not enough.

The three of them were bored, so they went to look near the next room, and found that the other rooms didn't even close the door, and the situation inside was the same as this one.

There was a burst of food, and the mute girl was woken up by hunger. She popped up, and there was horror in her eyes. But seeing that the grandfather next to him was sleeping peacefully, he could still hear the sound of cooking outside, and he could smell the smell of rice that only happened after passing through the restaurant, his stomach growled, and he stepped into bed lightly.

When I came out, I saw a few children from the neighbor's house sitting at my door eating, and the person who saved me was cooking on the side.

The children who were dressed in tatters and were no different from the little beggars, the eldest looked less than ten years old, and the younger one was younger than Dale, only three years old. They were playing nearby, smelling the fragrance and watching secretly.

When Daile spotted them, they turned around and tried to run, but Daile stepped behind them, "Don't be afraid, we're just cooking." Are you hungry?" asked Della sweetly.

They only thought that the little girl was beautiful, as beautiful as the young lady they had seen in the town. They did not dare to speak, nor did they dare to go.

Daile saw that they were scared and didn't speak, "You wait. ”

They looked at the back of Dale running back, looked at each other, and didn't know whether to run or not.

After hesitating, Daile had already returned, and later followed the two children, still holding things in their hands.

Daile handed over the things in her hand and smiled sweetly, "This is an apple, it's delicious." Then he brought them what Yi'er Bao'er had in his hand, "This is a banana, and it's delicious." ”

They hesitated, looked tempting, and swallowed their saliva as they continued to smell and eat, but still didn't reach out to take it. (To be continued.) )

PS: Today, the last day of 2015, Piggy wishes everyone a new start in the new year!!