After fleeing famine, I rely on space to raise cubs

Chapter 71 Who are you?

Su Qing and Song Zhi looked at each other. Very few outsiders came into this village. Two days ago, they visited the elderly people here. Several of them were in their sixties, but they looked haggard, as if they were about to die.

He is about to enter the coffin.

The old man happily sat at the door, missing half of his teeth, and talked to the two of them. He welcomed them to Jijia Village so that the old man could be more lively.

In other words, other than villagers like them, anyone who knows that the plague occurred here three years ago is unlikely to appear here.

However, the calls for help were intermittent, and the birds in the woods suddenly flew up. Su Qing clutched the kettle tightly, "There is really someone."

Song Zhi patted the back of Su Qing's hand and said comfortingly: "I'll go take a look. You wait for me here."

Su Qing wanted to stop him, but Song Zhi had already walked into the woods and was helpless. As long as Su Qing followed, two people were better than one.

Sticking close to Song Zhi's back, the fallen leaves in the small forest completely covered his feet. They were soft when he stepped on them and made a squeaking sound. Su Qing's heartbeat accelerated.

The cry for help was still there, but the sound was getting smaller and smaller. When I walked closer, I suddenly saw a man covered in blood and covered with fallen leaves. His eyes were closed tightly and his lips were chapped, but he screamed for help from time to time. His face was pale.

, calling for help is an instinctive self-rescue.

Su Qing looked around and made sure there was no one else, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Zhi strode forward and put his hand on his nose. His weak breathing proved that he was not dead.

"Qing'er, he's not dead."

Su Qing nodded, and Song Zhi helped him up from the ground, "Are you okay? Brother, wake up."

After calling twice, the man didn't respond. His lips moved slightly, but there was no sound.

Su Qing's eyes looked back and forth on him. Although this man's clothes were ordinary, they looked valuable. Su Qing stepped forward and touched them, and said: "Song Zhi, I'm afraid this man is not an ordinary person. He can be like this.

It’s either a vendetta or officialdom, do we want to take care of it?”

Song Zhi didn't speak. Su Qing looked over and found that Song Zhi was staring at the jade pendant on the man's waist. His eyes were a little dark, and his whole person was in a trance, as if he had already peeled off the jade pendant.

Su Qing was shocked inside. How could this happen?

She reached out and took off the jade pendant, and Song Zhi shouted: "Don't move."

Su Qing was so frightened that her hands shook, and the jade pendant fell on the fallen leaves, making a dull sound.

Only then did Song Zhi feel that his voice was too loud. He quickly looked at Su Qing and said, "Sorry, I scared you."

Su Qing put her hands behind her back and shook her head.

Song Zhi held the jade pendant tightly in his hand. After a long while, he slowly said: "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Since you have seen it, you should do it to accumulate virtue for the children."

Song Zhi put the jade pendant on his body, stood up and carried the man on his back. The man was covered in blood. Even if the blood was dry, carrying it back like this would alarm the people in the village. Su Qing said: "You can get one when I get home."

At least cover his clothes, and then go back when night falls. Everyone is busy in the fields now, and they will definitely see you appearing alone. How can I explain it to everyone? "

The villagers are timid and fearful of getting into trouble. If the village chief reports him to the Yamen, he doesn’t know anything about his situation, so why bother himself?

Song Zhi thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, I'm sorry to trouble Qing'er."

Su Qing smiled and saw Song Zhi putting the man on the ground and carefully wiping the blood on his face with gentle movements and even his eyes with some melancholy.

If the two of them didn't know each other, Su Qing wouldn't believe it.

But this unconscious man is obviously a wealthy man. Who is Song Zhi?

In the evening, the villagers went home to cook, and fireworks floated from the chimneys of every house. However, for a while, the family was so poor that drinking hot water was just a meal.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Song Zhi carried the man back and placed him in the room where he lived.

Dabao, Erbao and Yaya had been helping the family with the work. At this time, the three of them were still outside collecting firewood and had not come back. Song Zhi boiled water for the man to scrub, then took off the dirty clothes and put on his own clothes.

, after finishing this series of work, I even cooked food for the man.

Su Qing just helped along the way, and Song Zhi did the rest by himself.

No matter how strange Su Qing was, she couldn't ask.

When the three children came back from collecting firewood, Su Qing waved to them, "Dabao and Erbao, sleep in mother's room tonight. Don't go to father's room. Father is tired."

Erbao looked at the closed door and said, "Mom, what's wrong with dad? Is he sick?"

Dabao said anxiously: "Mom, let's go see dad."

Su Qing hurriedly held their hands and said, "Listen, no one is allowed to go to dad's room without mom's permission, and no one is allowed to go out. Go back to your room and sleep."

Although it was dark, it was still early, but these three didn't sleep. Su Qing didn't worry about anything, so he had to let the three little guys sleep.

At midnight, Su Qing kept her eyes open. When she heard the door of the room next to her open, she jumped off the kang without saying a word. When she opened the door, she saw Song Zhi taking the food to the stove to heat it.

Seeing Su Qing at the door, Song Zhi said: "Why haven't you rested yet?"

Su Qing had a dark face, "I want to sleep, but I have to be able to sleep. Aren't you going to explain it to me?"

With that said, regardless of whether Song Zhi wanted to or not, Su Qing gently closed the door and walked to the kitchen, with Song Zhi following behind her.

The fire on the stove had long been extinguished, and Song Zhi began to light a fire and boil water without any haste.

Su Qing stood beside him and said with a stern face: "I saw the clothes you changed for him. At first, I just thought they were clothes of a rich man. But when I looked carefully, I found that they were Su embroidery, and they were on his trousers.

, I found that there was a snake pattern embroidered on the double-sided embroidery."

When Su Qing spoke, his eyes were fixed on Song Zhi, and his movements gradually slowed down. Su Qing continued: "The current emperor is fifty-one years old, and his name is Emperor Liang Xuan. It is now the eighteenth year of Emperor Liang Xuan. He

After giving birth to twelve sons, only six survived. Among the six sons, four became adults. Now wherever I go, I can hear many people talking about Daliang's four sons."

After a pause, Su Qing continued: "In Liyang, the country of Daliang, there are only two underage sons living in the Liyang Palace. Although the other four have been granted kingships and fiefdoms, they have not allowed the four princes to leave.

Liyang Capital City, why do you think it is?"

Song Zhi finally put down the firewood in his hand. He raised his head and met Su Qing's eyes. Strong sparks shot out from their eyes.

Song Zhi said in a calm voice: "You know it in detail."

Su Qing curled her lips, "These are all on the surface. Only an ignorant woman would not understand, and I have never been an ignorant person."

(End of chapter)