Chapter Ninety-Three: I'm Scum

After dinner, Shen Linxian urged the people of the Yu family to go to bed early.

After everyone had rested, Yu Sangou quietly came to Shen Linxian's room: "Mother, let's go." ”

Shen Linxian brought a flashlight, took a thick cotton jacket and put it on, and finally thought about it, and carried two pieces of cake and a few sweet potatoes in his arms.

She and Yu Sangou went out cautiously.

"Where are you going?" It was dark, and Shen Linxian couldn't figure out which direction the cowshed was in for a while.

Yu Sangou took Shen Linxian's hand: "Mother, be careful, your son is supporting you." ”

The two of them walked very fast, walked for about 20 minutes, and finally arrived at the cowshed in Ping'an Village.

It is said to be a cowshed, but in fact there are several houses, which were originally lived by the landlord's family for the people who raised livestock, but then fell into disrepair for a long time, and now they are dilapidated, and it can be said that they are leaking everywhere.

And the people who were sent down lived in these dilapidated houses.

The dilapidated house was right next to the cowshed, and there was a stench in the house.

Shen Linxian was a little uncomfortable when he entered the house.

She saw an old man lying on the kang in the corner of the room that had been cleaned up, the old man's gray hair, looking thin and pitiful, covered with a thin quilt, shivering from the cold.

On the other side, there were two middle-aged men, these two men were a little better, but they were also described as haggard.

In addition, there was also an old man in his fifties with some gray hair sitting under the kang, the old man's face was quite wrinkled, and his body was quite strong.

And then there were two teenagers.

One looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old, and the other was twelve or thirteen years old.

And that fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, Shen Linxian recognized it at a glance, this was Han Yang, there would be no mistake.

The twelve or thirteen-year-old boy was full of worry, and from time to time he touched the old man on the kang, and when he saw that the old man had a fever, his eyes were even more anxious and tears fell into tears.

"Brother Han, my grandfather ......"

The young man buried his head and cried for a while, and then asked Han Yang for an idea.

Han Yang sighed: "We don't have any medicine, I can just prescribe medicine, but now in winter, we can't pick medicinal materials when we go up the mountain, Grandpa Yang...... I'll give him a few massages in a while to see if it works. ”

Han Yang had only been wearing this body for a short time, and he hadn't figured out the situation at all, so naturally, he hadn't recovered a little bit, and there was nothing he could do about that old man Yang.

Shen Linxian looked at these people, the old and the young, and they were indeed not happy.

She took a few steps over and reached out to help the old man take his pulse.

Han Yang squinted his eyes slightly when he saw Shen Linxian's posture of taking the pulse, and then, the corners of his mouth hooked up a secret smile.

"It's windy. Shen Linxian said softly, and then looked at Yu Sangou: "Third child, you go home in a while and bring our family's medicine, hurry up, do you hear it." ”

Yu Sangou is also an honest man, and his heart is also very kind, seeing such an old man sick like this, he couldn't bear it, so he agreed and hurried back.

"You?"

The two middle-aged men who were seated stood up.

Shen Linxian smiled: "I'm from Ping'an Village, that one is my son just now, I want to inquire about the outside world, I heard that you are from a big city, just come and see, don't worry, we don't have any bad intentions." ”

Another old man smiled bitterly: "What bad intentions can you have? We have nothing now, and we have fallen to such a point, who can calculate what we are?"

Shen Linxian smiled and stepped aside.

After a while, Yu Sangou brought the medicine from home, there were Chinese medicine and Western medicine, Shen Linxian picked up a few flavors of Chinese medicine and handed it to the child surnamed Yang: "Go and boil medicine for your grandfather." ”

She told the child named Yang Yi how to boil the medicine, and told him a few words, and when Yang Yi went to boil the medicine, Shen Linxian sat down and asked a few other people about the situation outside.

Yu Sangou also sat quietly and listened carefully.

After listening to the situation outside, Shen Linxian sighed again: "I'm afraid it won't be over for a while." ”

One of the two middle-aged people is surnamed Han, called Han Xiu, who is the cousin of Han Yang's body, who was originally a big official in the capital, and the other is surnamed Mi, called Mipu, who is a teacher at Beijing University. ”

Shen Linxian sat for a while before getting up to say goodbye.

Before leaving, she glanced at Han Yang.

Han Yang quietly followed.

Shen Linxian came out of the cowshed and said to Yu Sangou: "Sangou, you go home and help me get a padded jacket, the wind is blowing too cold." ”

When Yu Sangou heard this, he immediately trotted back.

Shen Linxian walked away Yu Sangou, took a few steps over and pulled Han Yang's hand, and asked him in a low voice, "When did you come?"

Han Yang said in a sullen voice, "It's been two days. ”

Shen Linxian calculated: "I've been here for four or five days. ”

Then, Shen Linxian looked at Han Yang, thought about the age of his body, and sighed, "Why is the gap between us so big this time?"

Han Yang was also very depressed.

Shen Linxian's body has become an old lady, he is still a teenager, what will he do in the future?

However, the two of them are cultivators in the end, and their hearts are tough and open-minded, but they just put aside the age problem after a short period of worry.

Han Yang helped Shen Linxian smooth out her windswept hair, and helped her wrap her scarf: "You go back first, let's talk again when we have time later, have you figured out what kind of world is here?" ”

"Good. Shen Linxian nodded and pinched Han Yang's face: "Young is good, the skin is tender and tender." ”

Han Yang's face was slightly red, and he glared at Shen Linxian angrily: "Old man doesn't cultivate." ”

Shen Linxian covered his face: "I didn't think anything was wrong before, but now that I see you, I really find that I am old." ”

Han Yang pulled Shen Linxian's hand down: "I don't dislike it. ”

Shen Linxian glared at him angrily: "You dare." ”

The two of them were talking, and Yu Sangou came panting, holding a sheepskin jacket in his hand: "Mother, I brought the coat, let's go back quickly." ”

Shen Linxian agreed with a smile, and when he left, he gave Han Yang all the cakes and sweet potatoes he had brought, and put on a big coat and asked Yu Sangou to help him go back.

"Mother, why are you giving food to that child?"

Yu Sangou's voice intermittently reached Han Yang's ears.

Han Yang touched his face and sighed.

"People blame the pitiful. Shen Linxian's voice came, and Han Yang shook his head.

"Yes. Yu Sangou echoed: "I have no father and no mother, I live with a cousin, and now that my cousin has also been decentralized, what do you say he can do in the future?"

After a while, Yu Sangou said again: "But that kid is quite handsome." ”

Shen Linxian didn't feel anything, and when he heard Yu Sangou mention it, he also felt that Han Yang was quite handsome: "It's quite handsome, more handsome than Dayong and Dazhi." ”

Then he added: "People are smarter than them, you say what kind of evil I have created, how did I give birth to you fools." ”

Yu Sangou was embarrassed: "Mother, can we not mention it?"

"I'm not going to mention it when you're getting smarter. ”

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