When the gang in Quantang Town lined up to receive porridge, they had a quarrel with someone, and the other party was a few scoundrels among the homeless people outside Huaiyang City, if it was in the past, Li Dazhu, Zhang Shuisheng and others would definitely stop fighting down and retreat. Only the loss of the child happened, everyone was in danger, and the whole family relied on these bowls of gruel to survive. Li Zhang and the others were so powerful that the ruffians in those places couldn't push and drag them a few times, so they had to go away. Who knew that Lu Dao was unwilling, and invited people to ambush at the corner of the city wall, and when the lone Li Dazhu and Zhang Shuisheng hurried over with porridge, they rushed up and beat people to serious injuries.

Zhang Xing panicked in her heart, knowing that if something happened to her father at this time, it would be difficult for the two sisters to survive. The Li family's grass shed is only enough for a few members of his family to nest at night, and they can't lie down two patients horizontally. Zhang Xingyang carried his father under the city wall to the south. Mr. Wan also came over, looked at his pulse, looked at the injury on Zhang Shuisheng's chest a few times, sighed and said, "Prepare for the aftermath earlier." ”

Zhang Xing saw him pretending, the evil fire in his heart burned suddenly, grabbed him with one hand, didn't let him go, shrunk in his sleeve with the other hand, tightly held the pointed iron pestle, and couldn't wait to immediately pull out and slam this sanctimonious face, but in the end he just stared at him, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Mr. Wan, I know where your son went?"

Wan Langzhong's eyes shrank suddenly, and Zhang Xing looked at him without flinching. Regardless of whether he ate his own son by himself or changed it to someone else, it was not all messed up at the moment, if he tore off the fake skin on his face, the spit Xingzi would drown him, and it would be impossible for him to stay in this gang composed of people from Quantang Town. This man is accustomed to selling his wife and children to survive, and he has no strength in his hands, so he has absolutely no courage to leave the shelter.

Zhang Xingzhi said that he did have some real skills, so now he had to come up with a full set of skills to save her father, if her father couldn't survive, she would not hesitate to uncover the face of this hypocrite.

"I have medicine in my hands. Zhang Xing said again, "Mr. Wan, you save my father." ”

I don't know if Lu Dao Wanlang heard the meaning of Zhang Xing's words, he looked at Zhang Xing for a while, and said, "Since you have medicine in your hands, let's give it a try for the time being." With that, he pulled Zhang Xing suddenly, flicked his sleeves, and sat down next to Zhang Shuisheng.

Zhang Xing breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly poured a basin of clean water stored in the jar and brought it to Zhang Shuisheng's side, tore off his clothes, and scrubbed his wounds for him. Although Zhang Shuisheng's chest was full of blood, the injury was not a chest, but a deep blood wound was poked about two or three inches below the shoulder blade, and the blood was no longer flowing at this time, and it didn't hurt his heart.

Zhang Xing cleaned his father's wounds, and when he saw that his chest was still rising and falling slightly, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and hurriedly put a clean shirt under him lightly. Wan Langzhong looked coldly at her cooking a bloody man clean and tidy, and then he took a closer look. After half a ring, he asked, "Take out the medicine in your hand." ”

Zhang Xing didn't, but asked, "What kind of medicine does Mr. want?"

Wan Langzhong saw that this girl was still so cautious at this time, and he was extremely annoyed, because there were many people around, and it was inconvenient for him to have a seizure, so he only blushed and said a few names of medicines. Zhang Xing turned around and pulled in his basket for a while, took out a few bottles of medicine and handed them to Wan Langzhong.

Wan Langzhong's face became more and more ugly, his hands were empty now, and even his son had been exchanged for someone else, how could he feel good when he saw his own things in front of him? Everyone opened it and looked at it, shook his head, and said, "Not enough." Although your father didn't hurt his heart and lungs, he was a deep mouth, and you were far from enough. ”

Zhang Xing looked at him coldly and said, "Mr. just uses it, if it's not enough, I'll find a way." Wan Langzhong couldn't help but sneer, no longer talked, poured out a few balls in the porcelain bottle, asked Zhang Xing to pound them into powder, and in the ointment, smeared them on Zhang Shuisheng's wound, and took the cloth strip handed by Zhang Xing and wrapped them. Then he pointed to several pills and said, "These three must be taken three times a day, two pills each time, for three days in a row." After finishing speaking, he stood up and looked at Zhang Xing with slanted eyes.

Zhang Xing glanced at him, this would make her father's wound almost taken care of, and it was useless to leave him, so he was no longer allowed to leave as before. Wan Langzhong looked at it coldly for a while, shook his hand and left. Zhang Tao, who was squatting next to the basket, stepped forward and shouted: "Sister......" Zhang Xing rubbed her hand on her body, took her sister, and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Zhang Tao nodded twice, shook his head quickly, and said loudly, "I'm not hungry." ”

I drank half a bowl of wild vegetable soup in the morning, and now it's dark, how can I not be hungry? Zhang Xing touched Zhang Tao's head and said, "Tao'er is the most well-behaved, you will accompany your father here, and my sister will go and make you something to eat." Zhang Tao nodded.

Yesterday, Li Hongshi gave her half a basket of dried vegetable bark, which was the bark of the elm tree, which was ground into flour, which could be eaten as a staple food. Zhang Xing was reluctant to use this good thing in the morning, and only burned half a jar of wild vegetable soup. Now that her father is seriously injured and has not woken up, she has to stay all night at night, and she has to have some food in her stomach to survive. So she took out a small piece of bark, ground it into powder with an iron pestle, and burned a bowl of gnocchi in the wild vegetable soup that she had eaten in the morning. The two sisters shared half a bowl of food.

The heavy rain finally stopped at night, Zhang Tao curled up and slept next to Zhang Shuisheng, Zhang Xing sat next to them to fan and chase away mosquitoes, the city wall was lit, and the dusk light shone on the muddy ground under the city, but they were lying everywhere with homeless people, and they were in the shadow against the wall, watching the wind blow and light and shadow flickering over. Zhang Xing was groggy, he didn't sleep, he could vaguely hear the sound of beating in the city, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold moon slipped into the dark clouds silently, and the sky and the earth were suddenly dark.

Suddenly, a commotion came from the side of the Li family's straw shed, and Li Hong's bitter cry then sounded: "My son, why did you just leave? Why are you so ruthless......

But it was Li Dazhu who went. Thinking that the kind figure would never get up again, Zhang Xing couldn't help but tighten her throat, her eyes were sour, and she grabbed her father's unconscious hand tightly.

In the second half of the night, Zhang Shuisheng woke up and asked his daughter for a bowl of water to drink. Zhang Xing remembered Wan Langzhong's explanation, and didn't dare to let him move, so she only fed him a few mouthfuls to moisten his throat. Zhang Shuisheng heard the news of Li Dazhu's death, he was stunned for a long time, his chest rose and fell rapidly, he couldn't help himself in pain, he whimpered, and tears flowed in front of his daughter.

One of their parents died early, the other lost their father at a young age, and they grew up playing together since childhood, coupled with Li Hong's good heart, the friendship between the two is deeper than that of some brothers. From Lizhuang Village to Huaiyang, along the way, if it weren't for the help of the Li family, how could the three of them get to where they are now?

However, now that the two strong laborers of the Li Zhang family are dead and injured, they leave a few women and children, how can they live?