Qiao Mo'er is not the one who picks the door, and she has already brought people home, and she is not short of money in Langzhong. asked Qiao Xu to invite the village's foot man to his home and treat the young man.

"Is this someone from your family?" Lang Zhong's surname is Hu, he has a slight beard, and he is about 30 years old. After checking the young man's pulse, he took a deep look at the Qiao family and asked.

Qiao Mo'er hurriedly said, "No, we saw that he fainted on the side of the road and was pitiful, so we brought him back." ”

Only then did Hu Langzhong nod thoughtfully, and rolled up the sleeves of the young man's wide coat, and the sight was the traces of bruises and purple crosses, which seemed to be beaten with wooden sticks.

"He must have suffered from flesh and skin, and he couldn't eat enough, so he fainted." After checking it, Hu Langzhong walked to the table, took out a pen and paper from the medicine box he was carrying, and said while prescribing medicine, "I'll prescribe some medicine for his trauma, and you can get him some fine food when you go back, and it's no big deal to make up for more." ”

"Hey, thank you, Lang Zhong." Qiao Guangfa responded.

Qiao Mo'er quietly stuffed Qiao Xu with a tael of silver and asked him to follow Lang Zhong home to get the medicine. I went to the kitchen and boiled hot water, ready to wash the dirty boy.

There is a difference between men and women, and in the end, Qiao Xu and Qiao Guangfa, who came back with medicine, worked together to wash the young man. Han picked out one of Qiao Xu's clothes and put them on for him.

After everything was cleaned up, Qiao Mo'er entered the house. Looking at the young man who was washed on the bed, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned. The eyebrows are delicate, the facial features are distinct, and aside from the yellow muscles and thin face, it can be vaguely seen that he is definitely a handsome guy.

"Mo'er, here's the rest of the silver."

Hu Langzhong only charged thirty yuan for medicine, and Qiao Xu returned the rest of the silver to Qiao Mo'er, who took it without hesitation and stuffed it into his arms.

"Dad, mother, don't sell me, don't!"

At this moment, the young man on the bed suddenly turned full of panic, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and his mouth kept babbling, as if he was having a nightmare.

Qiao Mo'er stepped forward to look at him with a frown, and finally stretched out her hand, "Hey, wake up." ”

The boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes.

Qiao Mo'er crashed into the young man's clear eyes unsuspectingly, and her heart jumped suddenly, making her hurriedly take a step back, covering her chest, I don't know why.

Looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, strange people, the young man sat up from the bed with his arms propped up, shrank in the corner, and asked with defensiveness and fear, "Where is this?" Who are you? ”

"This is my home, and you picked it up from my sister on the mountain." Dou'er leaned on the edge of the kang and looked at him curiously with blinking eyes.

"Your home?" Confusion flashed in the boy's eyes.

"My brother has already medicated you for your injuries, you can leave, or you can stay in our house first." Qiao Mo'er pursed her lips and opened her mouth.

At this moment, Han came in from outside, holding a bowl in his hand, looked at the situation in the house, and said with a smile, "The child is awake, come and eat something." ”

Looking at the white gnocchi with green onions floating in the bowl, the young man obviously swallowed his saliva, but he didn't answer, and shrank himself at the head of the bed silently.

This is not good, Qiao Mo'er frowned, stepped forward and said, "Lang Zhong said that you are often hungry because you have been beaten all year round, and your body is very weak, and you will die if you don't eat." ”

"Then let me die." Unexpectedly, the young man's eyes were full of despair, and he wanted to die.

"What stupid things are you talking about, you kid, don't die, let's eat quickly." Han Shi was stunned for a moment, and stepped forward again to pull the young man along.

But the young man violently broke away from Han's hand, his eyes were red, "Anyway, it's better for me to live than to die, it's better to die." ”

These words made Qiao Mo'er raise her eyebrows, take the bowl from Han's hand, sit down on the edge of the kang, and ask, "What's your name?" ”

"Liu Zening." Looking at Qiao Mo'er's bright eyes, the young man subconsciously replied.

"Liu Zening, a nice name." Qiao Mo'er smiled faintly and said, "Although I don't know why you want to die, but now that you are in my house and you owe me a life, you have to listen to me." ”