However, the bad luck doesn't seem to be going away.

On an unusually cold evening, the sun had just set over the hill when the sound of horses' hooves broke the silence of the dusk.

A few fast horses stopped in front of Uncle Lin's house with a dull aura. Lin Zhengjun heard the sound of horses' hooves and knew that his father had come back from the business, so he jumped out of the door with a cheer. However, he was greeted by his father, who was lying behind the carriage covered in blood and had passed out.

Lin Zhengjun rushed to the car in a panic and called out heartbreakingly.

Fu Qingyun rushed to the front of the car, and saw that Uncle Lin's face was like white paper, his anger was like a gossamer, and his entire right arm and belt bone were unloaded with a sharp weapon.

In his previous life, Fu Qingyun grew up in an orphanage and lost the warmth of his family since he was a child; when he came to this world, Uncle Lin regarded him as his own, just like his father, and was kind and kind, but now when he saw Uncle Lin fall so miserably, he suddenly became confused.

The Liu Xuan brothers rushed out of the door when they heard the crying, and they were also shocked when they saw this scene. Liu Xiu took out a door panel, and carefully carried Uncle Lin into the house with a few escorts, Liu Xiu had already gone out in a hurry, and hurried back with Lang Zhong in a while.

Lang Zhong came over to check the pulse, retreated the wound, applied gold sore medicine, and fed Uncle Lin a red life-saving pill, and sat quietly next to him to observe his complexion.

The one who escorted Uncle Lin back was the Li Darttou he saw last time, as well as several fellow businessmen, all of whom were covered in lottery.

Li Darttou said to Liu Xuan: "This trip back from Runan County, in addition to the caravan, there are more than a dozen people who fled from Runan County to accompany them. As soon as I arrived in the area of Pinglin Dingshan, I suddenly encountered a large number of mountain bandits, numbering no less than 100 people. Seeing that the bandits were powerful, everyone threw down their goods and escaped with more than a dozen people who fled. Who knew that this group of bandits exterminated humanity and became mad, not only robbing the goods, but also chasing and intercepting them, and forcibly robbing the people who fled with them, even a seven or eight-year-old girl did not let go. The caravan is full of bloody men, how can there be a reason not to save when you see death, everyone has to fight for their lives and deal with the bandits. ”

A fellow businessman said with trepidation: "There are only a few of us left on this trip." In addition to Li Darthead, the rest of the dart guards unfortunately died in Dingshan. If it weren't for Li Darttou and Lin Ye desperately protecting everyone, I'm afraid we would have to lose our old lives somewhere. As he spoke, he burst into tears.

Li Dangtou and several merchants who escorted him left some silver taels, chatted with each other, and got up to leave.

Lang Zhong checked Uncle Lin's pulse again, and said with a happy face: "This master's life is hard, his heart has stabilized after taking the medicine, and his life has been saved." Take a few more pairs of medicines, and you should be able to recover after good conditioning. ”

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The weather is getting colder and colder, and there are a few dead yellow leaves left in the poplars outside, swaying in the cold wind, and there is a bleak scene everywhere. Uncle Lin slept in bed for nearly two months, and his body recovered slightly.

In the past two months, Lin Zhengjun and Fu Qingyun have almost never left, serving excrement and urine for Uncle Lin, and bringing tea and water to Uncle Lin. And Liu Xiu is busy with everything else, and he takes care of all the food supplies and medical expenses; even Liu Xiu rarely goes out to hang out with fox friends and dog friends during this time, and often comes to take care of one or two.

Although his body has not yet recovered, Uncle Lin can't wait to get up and go out to find something. This time, the capital of doing business was taken away by the bandits, and all the food and medical expenses during this time were spent by the Liu Xiu brothers. Uncle Lin saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart, and if he lay down like this again, he was really anxious, and his days were like years.

On this day, Uncle Lin got up strongly, although his body was still very weak, but everyone couldn't stop him no matter what. He is physically disabled, and now the outside world is even more chaotic, and he can't do business, so he has to walk around the street, hoping to find a job as a helper and subsidize his family.

But in this troubled era, Nanyang City is full of unemployed people fleeing outside the city, as long as the employer gives a steamed bun, a large number of people will flock to it, and a crippled person like Uncle Lin with a broken arm can find a job.

Early the next morning, Uncle Lin went out early again and walked around the city again, but still found nothing. I accidentally walked to the gate of the city, and when I was wandering, I saw several porters, carrying goods on their backs or carrying goods, coming in quickly from outside the city gate. Uncle Lin patted his head violently, remembering that on the Baishui River wharf outside the city gate, boats and boats were coming and going, and many young people relied on their strength to fill the porters on the wharf, helping rich families carry goods and earn some rewards. Although he is missing an arm, he should be able to do some rough work with the strength of his body.

Uncle Lin strode out of the city gate, and saw boats shuttling on the Baishui River from a distance, crowded with people on the dock, vendors, travelers, and porters soliciting business, shouting one after another.

Uncle Lin walked to the dock, like other porters, waiting by the boat on the berth, whispering to the merchants and passengers.

Seeing that the boats and boats on the Baishui River have gradually become scarce, Uncle Lin has never received a job, and he can't help but feel anxious, but he is helpless.

Seeing that the twilight was close and the sky was full of dark clouds, Uncle Lin had not yet returned. Fu Qingyun and Lin Zhengjun were uneasy, Fu Qingyun said: "Zhengjun, you practice calligraphy at home, brother go out and have a look." ”

"Brother, I'll go with you. Lin Zhengjun said.

"No, you study hard at home. Fu Qingyun said.

Fu Qingyun hurriedly went out, searched around, found out about Uncle Lin's whereabouts, and hurried to the dock against the night.

Fu Qingyun walked out of the city gate, and saw a big man on the dock standing on the bank of the river, one sleeve empty, floating in the cold wind, but it was not who Uncle Lin was.

"Uncle Lin!" Fu Qingyun approached and called softly.

Uncle Lin wiped the corners of his eyes, hurriedly turned around, looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and sighed: "This goddamn day is going to force people to a dead end!"

A cold wind blew on the river, Uncle Lin shivered, and said discouragedly: "Let's go, it seems that this road doesn't have our play, let's find another way." ”

Just as he was about to turn around, a small boat turned far away from the bend. Uncle Lin hurriedly tidied up his clothes with one hand, stretched his neck and waited, hoping to earn two copper plates.

The boat slowly approached the shore, and I saw a boy in a blue silk shirt, a gold silk belt, and puffy eyelids walking out of the bow of the boat, followed by a house slave dressed as a housekeeper. The boy glanced at Fu Qingyun and the others, and then looked around left and right, seeing that there was really no other porter, he pointed at Uncle Lin, and said angrily: "You guys, move my big vase down." ”

Uncle Lin hurriedly agreed, took Fu Qingyun to hurry a few steps, got on the boat, and saw a human-high celadon vase fixed to the hull with a cloth rope. Uncle Lin untied the rope and lifted it carefully with Fu Qingyun.

The vase was very heavy, Uncle Lin only had one hand, so he had to use his upper body to lean on the vase to prevent the vase from slipping off, while Fu Qingyun held the bottom with one hand and the bottleneck with the other to get off the boat.

The housekeeper saw Uncle Lin holding the bottom with one hand, and shouted sharply: "You guys be careful for me, this is a birthday gift that the young master spent a lot of money to buy back from afar to honor the master." If you get a little bit injured, your few lives won't be enough to pay. ”

Uncle Lin nodded again and again. Under the eaves, they had to bow their heads, and the two of them carefully carried the vase and followed behind the boy.

The boy's feet were vain, his body was fat, and he looked overindulgent, and when he heard the heavy wheezing sound of Fu Qingyun and the two behind him, not only did he not slow down his steps, but he came as hard as holding a little girl, and his steps were faster.

"Quick, keep up!" the butler also trotted all the way to follow, urging constantly.

It's really a blessing and a curse. Uncle Lin's serious injury has not healed, his body is weak, and the vase is very heavy, only to see Uncle Lin stumble under his feet, and the big vase "bang" fell to the ground and shattered into eight pieces.