The daughter-in-law of the old village chief's family was rescued, and the whole village was full of respect for the mysterious people who lived in the mountains.

Qing Ling refused to accept the most valuable pieces of bacon from the old village chief's family, and casually asked them to help chop some firewood, and since then, Qing Ling has never gone up the mountain to pick up firewood. Every morning, the courtyard is filled with stacks of firewood, which are the best kind, and after a few days, the unburned firewood accumulates more and more, and almost the entire yard is filled. It's just that firewood is sent every day as usual, and Qingling has to go to the old village chief to say that there is too much firewood, so there is no need to send it again.

The new yard was built very quickly, and it seemed that it would not be long before people could live in it, and the craftsmen who the old village chief had found to help with the work were all young and strong young people in the village, and they had the strength to do it inexhaustibly, and with the instructions of the old village chief, they were more diligent in their work.

Qing Ling searched for a long time, but didn't see the figure of the old village chief, so he grabbed a young man who was moving wood and asked, "Hey, why don't you see your old village chief, I don't seem to have seen him in the past two days." ”

"The village chief's youngest son is back, and the old village chief is so happy that he has stayed at home with him for the past two days! This is really good, the eldest son and daughter-in-law have just given birth to a grandson, and the younger son, who has been away all the year round, has come back for the New Year, and the family is finally reunited! The young man smiled so much that he couldn't see his eyes, and dared to talk as if he was talking about his own family.

"Oh? He also has a young son! Qing Ling said casually, and then asked, "Then do you know that his daughter-in-law's health is better?" ”

The young man blushed: "Oh, how can I ask about other people's daughters-in-law, if I ask, people don't know what to think of me!" I don't know, I don't know, miss, do you have anything else to ask, I should go to work. ”

"No, you go to work!" Qing Ling waved his hand, and then said, "Don't call me Miss, I'm not Miss either." ”

"What's that calling you? Miss! The young man was a little overwhelmed, as if he was not respectful enough not to call her Miss.

"What do you like to call, anyway, don't call me Miss!" Qing Ling didn't have the heart to say more to him, so he turned around and ran towards the old courtyard, leaving behind the dazed and tangled young man.

Qingling wanted to call Liu Ye to go to the old village chief's house to have a look, and as soon as she walked into Liu Ye's room, she saw that she was embroidering with the Mingyue Holy Maiden, who was only good at killing people with knives in her life, and had never fiddled with such things as embroidery needles, but she was very interested now, and wanted to send some gadgets to Shizhong and Qingling in person.

The Holy Maiden of Mingyue studied very seriously, watching Liu Ye go through a stitch and a thread, imitating her appearance and slightly clumsy movements, wearing it on her embroidered cloth, and asking Liu Ye from time to time if she was doing it right. Liu Ye will also carefully inspect the lines she embroidered, and if there is anything wrong, he will pick it out with small tweezers and let her re-embroider.

They repaired and embroidered very slowly, but it was the intention of the Holy Maiden of Mingyue, Liu Ye did not show the slightest impatience, and the two looked like they got along very well.

Seeing this scene, Qingling left silently, and the Holy Maiden of Mingyue did not approve of the matter of Tu Qitang and Liu Ye being together at first, and even hated it deeply. Even after experiencing the dismissal of the Xiling Sect and reluctantly accepting the fact that they were together, he still felt aggrieved for Tu Qitang in his heart. Now that they get along harmoniously, they will definitely enhance their feelings for each other, so that the Holy Maiden of the Bright Moon will not have any opinion on Liu Ye.

Thinking of this, Qing Ling decided to go to the old village chief by himself, anyway, it was a small matter, there was no need to pull the master with the medicine gourd, so as not to turn the small matter into an endless end.

Qing Ling has lived in the mountains for many days, and is already quite familiar with the terrain here, and like the medicine gourd, she likes to run around for nothing, in addition to wanting to discover more useful herbs, but also for the safety of all of them. After confirming that the mountain was really barren and that there were no suspicious people waiting for him on weekdays, Qing Ling was relieved, even if he stayed for a while, there was nothing to worry about. Besides, the people living on the mountain are all first-class masters, except for her and Liu Ye, who are not good at martial arts, everyone else can stand alone, even if there is danger, I believe they can get through it safely.

The old village chief's house is next to the small river that has just entered the village, two dilapidated small tiled houses, and a greasy tent, which is very recognizable at a glance. Qing Ling came to visit them and brought some supplements prepared by herself, and the old village chief's wife and daughter saw her from afar, dropped the bamboo basket in their hands, and greeted her.

"Miss Qingling, you're here!" The village chief's wife smiled so much that her face bloomed, she stepped forward to hold Qingling's arm, and carefully helped her into the yard, "Come into the house and sit down, you must be very tired after walking such a long mountain road, what do you have to do, find a young man to carry the letter, we will go up, you don't have to come in person." ”

"Hehe, I'm not tired...... Qingling's smile stiffened on his face, a little uncomfortable with such a warm hospitality, he pushed her hand away without a trace, and said politely, "You don't need to call me Miss or anything, you don't need to be so outside." ”

"Yes, yes, Miss Qingling, if it weren't for the help of you and that Miss Tu, my sister-in-law and nephew would probably be in danger." The village chief's daughter is also extremely attentive, and the Miss Tu in her mouth is naturally Liu Ye.

"It's nothing, it's right to save people, but you are too polite, you send so much firewood every day, and our small yard is almost overwhelmed. So I'm here to tell the village chief not to send firewood from tomorrow. Qingling was pulled into the house by them one after another, and she didn't see the old village chief, so she could only say it herself, and handed the tonic she prepared to the village chief's wife, "This is for your daughter-in-law's body, you can put it in porridge and cook it every day." ”

"How can this be done, Miss Qingling, you have come here, and you still have to send us supplements. Oh, Miss Qingling, your kindness, we really can't pay it off in our lifetime! The village chief's wife hesitated and didn't dare to take the basket of supplements, and kept shaking her head, "You better take it back and eat it yourself, the daughter-in-law's body is recovering well, and there is no need to waste these supplements." ”

"Take it, this thing is not valuable, it is the herbs I picked in the mountains, take it quickly!" Qing Ling instead stuffed the basket into the hands of the village chief's daughter, "You can eat it as a family, it's good for your body." ”

The village chief's daughter looked at the strange-shaped herbs in the basket and asked in disbelief, "All of them were picked in the mountains?" I've never seen it before! Miss Qingling, you are so capable, these things are regarded as useless weeds in our eyes, but I didn't expect them to be very beneficial herbs! ”

"Another day, if you have time to go up the mountain to find me, I'll take you to pick some, and you'll recognize it later." Qing Ling heard the cry of a child in the next room, and suddenly came to his senses, "I want to go and see the child, can I go now?" ”

"Yes, yes, the child and daughter-in-law were sleeping just now, so I didn't take you there. At this time, the child woke up, and the daughter-in-law couldn't sleep, let's go, let's take a look. The village chief's wife took Qingling's hand and walked next door, very enthusiastic, "My daughter-in-law also said, when she is well, she will go up the mountain to find the two young ladies, and the old gentleman, she wants to thank you in person." ”

Seeing the baby crying in the swaddling clothes, Qingling felt a burst of joy in her heart, walked over and sat next to her, looking at the white and chubby child with a smile, thinking that one day she would give birth to such a cute baby in the teacher, and then she would be the happiest mother in the world.

The village chief's daughter-in-law saw the benefactor coming, and struggled to sit up: "Miss Qingling, you can hug this child, you see, he won't sleep as soon as you come, he must want you to hold him." ”

Qingling readily agreed, and picked up the child extra carefully, for fear of hurting him, the child was held in his arms, and sure enough, he didn't cry, stared straight at her, and grinned.

"Behold, he knew that a benefactor had come." The village chief's wife and daughter were amazed, and they couldn't imagine that such a young child would recognize people.

"Yes, thanks to Miss Qingling and Miss Tu, otherwise our mother and son would have been dead a long time ago." The village chief's daughter-in-law remembered that terrible scene and couldn't help but cry sadly, she really thought that she couldn't live at that time.

"Sister-in-law, aren't you and your nephew doing well now, why do you keep saying such unlucky things." The village chief's daughter pretended to be disgusted and put the basket in her hand on the table, "Look, Miss Qingling also sent you supplements, you can take care of your body, and when you can get out of bed and walk around, we will go up the mountain together to learn to pick herbs with Miss Qingling." ”

The village chief's daughter-in-law smiled while wiping her tears, and the village chief's wife laughed: "When the time comes, my old arm and leg will also go up the mountain with you to collect medicine, and if you see someone in the village who is weak, I will help him collect some." I have lived in this village for decades, and I don't know that there are not only firewood but also herbs on the mountain. ”

The women laughed, all showing a strong desire to go up the mountain to collect medicine, Qingling played with the children for a while, pondering that it was almost time to eat, and then said goodbye to everyone. The village chief's wife and daughter sent her out of the courtyard, said thank you and the like countless times, and sent her all the way up the mountain, and waved her hand reluctantly.

Suddenly, the village chief's daughter saw the old village chief and his brother halfway up the mountain, and said loudly: "Dad, come quickly, Miss Qingling is about to go back!" ”

Qingling stood still, patiently waiting for the old village chief to go down the mountain, and the village chief's wife kept shouting: "Hurry up, hurry up, what are you old man rubbing!" ”

"Don't rush, don't worry!" Qing Ling stopped the village chief's wife and daughter from yelling, and looked at the two sons beside the old village chief, his eldest son was recognized, and the other young man in fox skin must be the younger son, Qing Ling pointed at him and asked, "He is the youngest son of your family!" ”

"Yes, does Miss Qingling also know that my youngest son is back?" The village chief's wife nodded with a smile on her face.

"Well, I heard from the people who built houses on the mountain that your youngest son, who has been away all the year round, has come back for the New Year." Qingling told the truth.

"Alas, I hope he won't leave after the New Year." The village chief's wife was a little worried in her eyes, "This child, he has been wild since he was a child, and he always wants to run out, and when he was seven or eight years old, he went to the town to sell pheasants and hares, and when he sold the money, he went to the restaurant to drink, and finally an acquaintance in the village saw him and came back to tell the child that his father would get him back overnight." ”

"Seven or eight years old drinking?" The spirit is incredible.

"But isn't it, this kid is curious about everything, the child's father only drinks once during the New Year's holidays, and he is clamoring to drink it. How can he give him something so valuable, and besides, he's still a child. Who knew that he was so angry that he smashed the table and smashed the bench, saying that he wanted to make money to buy wine and drink, and the child's father was afraid that he would mess around, so he gave him his own sip of wine, thinking that the child couldn't stand the choking smell, who knew that he really drank it. In order to be able to drink, he went up the mountain to catch game and sell it in the town, but he refused to return home. The village chief's wife couldn't stop talking about this little son.

"After being caught a few times, the child became even bolder, and when he was ten years old, he ran away from home, and he didn't know where he had gone. We all thought that the child would not come back, but we didn't expect someone to slam the door two nights ago, and the child's father opened the door and looked at it for a long time before he recognized that it was the little brother who had been running out for a few years.

As he spoke, the village chief's wife turned red with excitement: "He was covered in blood, and my father and I were scared to death, and I thought that the child was killed outside, and his soul ran home." It turned out that he met a horse bandit halfway down the road, and finally escaped death. ”

"Mother, don't talk about these scary things, just come back." The village chief's daughter put her arm on her mother's shoulders and comforted her softly.

Qing Ling looked at the old village chief and his two sons who were getting closer and closer, and asked suspiciously, "Are there horse bandits around here?" ”

The village chief's daughter thought for a while and shook her head: "I haven't seen horse bandits in recent years, my younger brother should have met him elsewhere, fortunately, the wound is not deep, and he still has the strength to run back, otherwise...... Forget it, my brother finally escaped the catastrophe, I hope our family can be safe and sound in the future. ”

"Miss Qingling, you're here!" The old village chief's voice was like a bell, and he raised his hand to greet Qing Ling, "If you have any instructions, just say, is the firewood not enough to burn!" ”

Qing Ling smiled: "No, there are too many firewood to burn, I will tell you, you don't need to send it again from tomorrow, keep it for your own use!" ”

"Miss Qingling, don't be polite to us." The old village chief patted his eldest son on the back and said, "We really don't know how to thank you, sending some firewood is nothing, if you refuse to accept it, he and his daughter-in-law will not go!" ”

The village chief's son scratched the back of his head, smiled embarrassedly and nodded: "Miss, do you think the firewood I cut is not easy to burn, so I'll cut it a little more finely, okay?" ”

"Don't think about it, firewood is very useful, we really can't use it up." Qing Ling understood that he always felt that he was not willing to let him send firewood, so he had to change his words, "Okay, when I finish burning the firewood in the yard, I will ask you to send it?" ”

"Okay, okay......" The village chief's son grinned, lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Qing Ling, "Miss, then say it like this, when you finish burning the firewood, just tell me!" ”

"yes, okay, I got it." Qing Ling said this, and the old village chief's family was relieved, except for the expressionless little son.

Qing Ling noticed that someone was staring at her, and when she raised her eyes, it turned out to be the little son. The horrific wound on his face ran from his left eye to the corner of his lip, and the flesh and blood of the wound that had not yet healed were blurry, and it was impossible to see his original appearance. He wore a long fox fur vest with a thick belt around his waist, his hair was disheveled, and a pair of dirty sheepskin boots were on his feet. This little son doesn't look like a family member of the old village chief, although he looks a little like a head, his gloomy appearance and the dangerous aura exuded around him are more like a bandit or a fugitive.

However, the old village chief and his wife will not mistake their son, but he has been away for many years and is used to it, and it is not surprising that his personality is very different.

Noticing that Qing Ling was also observing him, the village chief's youngest son suddenly grinned, revealing his big yellow teeth covered with dirt, licking his dry lips back and forth with the tip of his tongue, and winking at her. He stood behind the old village chief and the village chief's son, sideways to the village chief's wife and daughter, and no one saw him molesting Qingling.

"Miss, take this rabbit and eat it!" The village chief's son put down the bamboo basket behind him, dragged the pair of long ears and took out a fat gray hare.

The rabbit's feet were tied, but he still struggled, and in the face of the kindness of the village chief's son, Qing Ling could only refuse: "No need, you can take it back." ”

"You're welcome, Miss Qingling, you can try it, take it!" The old village chief held the rabbit and stuffed it into Qingling's arms.

"I really don't need to, I won't do it......" Qing Ling hurriedly waved his hand and refused.

"I caught this rabbit, don't pull it down!" The youngest son of the village chief snatched the rabbit, flicked its ears back and forth, and glanced at Qingling with squinted eyes, "If you want to eat it, you still don't want to do it, and we have to slaughter and wash it!" ”

"No, I don't want to eat rabbits." Qing Ling didn't want to continue the topic, and turned to say goodbye to everyone, "You guys go back quickly, I'll come back to deliver some herbs in a few days." ”

The old village chief saw that she insisted, and he couldn't force it anymore: "Okay, Miss Qingling, you can also go back and rest, I'm sorry to trouble you to run in person, I'll let my daughter go up the mountain to find you in a few days, so you don't have to come down." ”

"It's okay, I want to see the child too." Qing Ling could still feel the burning gaze, and hurriedly walked up the mountain.

"Wait a minute, miss, you haven't taken your things with you yet, don't worry." The youngest son of the village chief picked up the rabbit in one hand, and took out a sharp dagger from his bosom with the other, and cut the belly of the gray hare in front of everyone.

Everyone was stunned, Qingling covered his mouth, and with a little force, the youngest son of the village chief slashed the tail of the hare, and blood gushed out like a fountain and splashed on everyone's faces. The bright red viscera and intestines all flowed out and fell to the ground with a clatter, and the rabbit struggled with convulsions a few times, and finally lost its breath.

The youngest son of the village chief walked towards Qingling with the disemboweled rabbit and sneered: "Miss, take your rabbit and go." ”

"You, you come back for me, don't scare Miss Qingling." The old village chief was the first to react, caught up and grabbed his youngest son, and reprimanded, "What are you doing, come with me!" ”

Qing Ling looked at him in a daze, his heart was pounding in fright, the village chief's youngest son pursed his lips, shook off the old village chief, and said: "What, do you think I didn't peel the skin, then you wait, I'll peel the ...... for you."

"No need, no need...... Qing Ling turned around and ran up the hill, hearing him laughing insolently behind his back.