After a while, Shi Mu came in to change her dressing, Shi Mu was nearly sixty years old, her eyebrows and eyes were very kind, although the family was poor, but the clothes she and Shi Sheng wore were always clean. She only got such a son as Shi Sheng when she was almost forty years old, which was originally a very happy thing, but Shi Sheng's father was arrested by the yamen for committing a crime on the second day, and it didn't take long for the county magistrate to sentence the case, saying that Shi's father had killed someone and sentenced him to beheading according to the law.

After Shi's father died, they were left orphaned and widowed. Shi Mu relied on washing clothes for people, as well as the money earned from weaving baskets, and worked hard to pull Shi Sheng to grow up, the hands were soaked in cold water all the year round, and they cracked and sores in winter, and then Shi Sheng grew up, and felt sorry for Shi Mu, so she asked her not to wash clothes for people anymore, but Shi Mu said that she wanted to save more silver while her body was still tough, so that Shi Sheng could marry a daughter-in-law.

Shi Mu untied the gauze wrapped around her body, and took out the herbs that had been applied to it, the wound had begun to grow pink new flesh, and it was the most itchy when it healed, like countless ants were constantly crawling, which made Ling Ruo want to scratch it.

Shi Mu carefully applied the freshly mashed herbs and said: "It should be no problem to apply it a few more times depending on this situation, but scars are inevitable, fortunately in the back, no one usually sees it." ”

"Xie Lu Xie Shi Auntie, if it weren't for you and Shi Sheng, I would have died outside. It's really sad to let you take care of me like this now. Ling Ruo pulled down his clothes with great difficulty.

Shi Mu waved her hand indifferently and said: "What are you doing with these words, since we have seen it, how can there be a reason not to save you when you see death, you can just live and raise." Speaking of this, she lifted the thin quilt to look at Ling Ruo's tightly wrapped feet with gauze, and asked Ling Ruo to try to move, her left foot was fine, and she felt a sharp pain as soon as her right foot moved, Shi Mu sighed and said: "As long as the injury on your back is healed, it will be fine, but the trouble is still the injury on this foot, it is not easy to get better, in case it is not complete, I am afraid it is not very convenient to walk." ”

Ling Ruo stroked his right ankle, which was still red and swollen, and said softly: "It's good to survive, if you really want to become lame, then there's no way." ”

"That's right." Shi Mu replied like this, but it would be a pity if such a good-looking girl was lame, "I heard Shi Sheng say that your surname is Ling, then the old woman will call you Miss Ling in the future." Forgive the old woman for asking a lot, who is it that can't get along with you like this, and wants to do this? When Shi Sheng carried her back, he was really shocked, and he was so good that a girl had a foot injury and a knife wound, which made it miserable.

Thinking of General Scarface's words when he wanted to kill him, Ling Ruo's heart instantly ached, as if a steel needle was stabbing into his heart, which was already full of holes, and it hurt to the core!

After enduring it for a long time, she still couldn't hold back that tear, which ran across her cheeks and flowed into her mouth, bitter and unbearable, just like her mood at the moment. Seeing this, Shi Mu hurriedly said: "Don't cry, if you have any grievances, just tell the eldest mother, don't hold it in your heart." ”

Ling Ruo didn't want her to worry about herself, so she reluctantly said, "It's the enemy, he wants my life." ”

Her answer was expected by Shi Mu, and she nodded: "What about your family, where are they, do you want me to let Shi Sheng inform your family, so that they can rest assured." ”

"No need." Ling Ruo said with a gloomy expression: "I don't have a family anymore. ”

When Shi Mu heard her say this, she only said that her family members were killed by the enemy, and she felt more and more pity in her heart, patted her hand and said: "Don't be sad, taking care of your body is the most important thing, and you will take care of other things slowly." I've heard those readers say a sentence before, what is the big difficulty, what is the blessing of the future, look at my memory, I remember it just now, but I can't remember it now. Hey, what the hell is it? ”

Ling Ruo saw that she was thinking hard there, and said, "But if you don't die in a big disaster, you will have a blessing in the future?" ”

Shi Mu's eyes lit up, and she nodded again and again: "Yes, that's it, Miss Ling, listen to your conversation, but have you read a book?" ”

"Well, a few words." Ling Ruo's answer made Shi Mu happy, and she said a little embarrassedly: "Then can you teach Shi Sheng to read?" ”

"Shi Sheng?" Ling Ruo didn't expect her to suddenly make such a request, and she was a little surprised.

Shi Mu sighed and said: "Shi Sheng liked to read very much when he was a child, but his family was poor and couldn't afford to pay for a private school, as for social studies...... Although there is a gentleman who is familiar with the scriptures to teach, but it is for people who are innocent, how can we be qualified to enter. I still remember that once Shi Sheng went to eavesdrop outside the social studies, and was discovered by the students who were taking classes inside, gathered together and beat him severely, and threatened to see him go to the vicinity of the social studies again in the future, he would see him once and beat him once. He was afraid that I would be worried, so he never went again, but I knew that he had been looking forward to the opportunity to read and write. ”

The so-called jian nationality refers to the people of jian other than scholars, farmers, industrialists, and merchants, who are at the lowest level of the whole society, and are passed down from generation to generation and can never be changed. According to legend, the Song Dynasty and the Yuan Dynasty were the descendants of sinners. Jian people are not allowed to study the imperial examination, let alone become officials, men are engaged in frog hunting, soup sales, etc., while women are matchmakers, pearl sellers, etc.

And the Shi family, who has been a happy household for generations, whenever there is a red and white happy event in Qingjiang Town, Shi Sheng will be called to play, so as to earn dozens of copper coins; Those blowing skills, Shi Sheng still learned from other musicians in the alley.

Ling Ruo thought for a moment and said, "If Shi Sheng is willing, I will teach him to read." "The Shi family has a life-saving grace for her, and if she has the opportunity, she can repay one or two, she is willing.

Shi Mu nodded again and again, and after a few more words, she went out to get busy, and in the evening, Shi Sheng came in with dinner, as usual, a bowl of white rice with a plate of vegetarian dishes and a bowl of soup.

Shi Sheng helped her sit up and put the dishes and chopsticks on a small stool, and then put them on the side of the bed, and from the moment he came in, he had a bright smile on his face.

"Why are you smiling so happily?" Ling Ruo asked.

"Today, I went with Uncle Zheng to play music for a family that got married, and that family was very generous, and I was rewarded with fifty wen at once. When I got home, my mother told me that you had read and that you were willing to teach me how to read. "Uncle Zheng is the one who taught Shi Sheng to blow the lock, Shi Sheng's father was very good with him during his lifetime, and he has helped their mother and son over the years.

"Why do you want to be literate?" For people like Shi Sheng, literacy and reading are useless, because they cannot take the imperial examination, let alone become an official.

Shi Sheng also knew this point, his expression was a little gloomy, but he soon said: "Literacy can know more things about Lu Dao, I don't want to be illiterate for the rest of my life, and I can't even write my own name." ”

Ling Ruo nodded, didn't say anything more, and after the meal was finished, he said when Shi Sheng was cleaning up the dishes: "Later, you go to the kitchen to find two charcoal sticks, and I will teach you to write." ”

From this day on, Ling Ruo began to teach Shi Sheng to write, using charcoal as a pen and the ground as paper, teaching word by word. Shi Sheng is very smart, he can memorize many words after teaching them once, and then write them out in the same way.

[Author's digression]: It's stuck today, and every time you open a new plot, you can get stuck for half a day.