Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 3395 Extra week silver 11

  He clutched his stomach to find a quiet alley and walked in, thinking that he should be dying.

   was not too scary, so he walked in again, and finally sat down against the wall when he couldn't walk.

  Zhou Yin was holding his aching belly and looking up at the clouds in the sky. It was really strange. It was all clouds. Why did it always change?

  But the clouds in Shangzhou look the same as the clouds in Qili Village, even the sun is the same...

   Zhou Yin thought in a random manner, slowly falling down, and after a while he collapsed to the ground, his eyes closed slightly.

  He is conscious. He wants to sit up, but his hands are emptied on the ground, and he doesn't need any strength.

  Xia Xin opened the door and came out, and when she turned the corner, she was shocked to the people who fell on the ground.

  She stepped back two steps, and when she saw the person half-leaning on the wall motionless, she cautiously approached, "Hey, who are you?"

  The people on the ground did not answer her.

  Xia Xin swallowed and took two steps forward, “Hey, it’s very cold on the ground, I’m going to be sick when lying down...”

  She squatted down and stretched out her finger to poke him lightly, and then quickly withdrew her hand. Seeing that he still closed his eyes tightly, she was sure that he was dizzy.

  She hesitated for a moment, but turned and ran home, "Father, someone fell outside..."

  Xia Yan hadn't spoken yet, Xia Mu had already said, "Is it a beggar? Give them something to send away, Xinniang, now there are so many refugees from other places, don’t go out, you know?"

  "It's not a beggar, his clothes are clean and there are no patches, dad, go take a look."

  Xia Yan put down the book, "I'll go take a look."

  When she saw people, Xia Yan understood why her daughter said he was not a beggar. Although his clothes were linen, they were fine linen. They were clean, his face was clean, and his fingernails were clean.

  Although the person is in a coma, his brows and eyes are straight, not only not like beggars, but even refugees.

  Xia Yan thought for a while, still hugged the person into the house.

  Xia’s mother was shocked when she saw it, and hurriedly greeted her, "How did you bring people back?"

   "It should be sick," Xia Yan said: "It's not like a refugee. It should be whose child went out and fell ill. Let them wake up first and let someone call a doctor."

   Seeing him take the person back to the room, Xia’s mother had to go out to ask the doctor.

   When Zhou Yin opened his eyes, he saw a little girl feeding him water with a spoon. When he opened his eyes, Xiao Yuan's face was panicked, and immediately got up, put down the bowl, and ran out.

   Zhou Yin ran away before he could say a word, so he could only continue lying down with his mouth half-open and a dumbfounded expression.

  It took him a long time to remember that he seemed to be ill in the alley, so he was not dead and was rescued again?

  Zhou Yin was still very happy, he stood up with his arm supported, and wanted to go out to see the person who saved him.

After getting up, a middle-aged scribe came in, followed by the little girl who had just ran away.

"Lang Jun and lie down," the middle-aged scribes held Zhou Yin and supported him with a smile, and said with a smile: "Lang Jun was fainted outside my house, so he took him home before he had time to ask Lang Jun, what is impolite , Please also Haihan."

  Zhou Yin hurriedly said: "It was the husband who saved me, but it is too late for the kid to be grateful. How dare to blame it?"

  He took the initiative: "The kid has a surname Zhou and a single name in silver. A native of Luojiang County, Mianzhou, came here as a refugee."

  Xia Yan was surprised, "Are you a refugee?"

  It doesn’t look like it.

   "Yes," Zhou Yin sold himself, and said that he was exchanged for a contract because of illness, so he turned around, and he was still a refugee.

  Xia Yan smiled and said: "This is a blessing in disguise. Since you were saved by us, it means that we are predestined. You can recuperate here first, and wait until the illness is cured."

  Zhou Yin was penniless and had nowhere to go, so he responded.

  I don’t know if the medications prescribed before are not correct, or if the disease has finally come to an end, and the illnesses that have never been good before have slowly improved after moving into Xia’s house.

  Zhou Yin was worried that his illness was an epidemic, and wanted Xia Yan to send himself to the temple.

  Xia Yan said: "You are not acclimatized by the water and soil, not a disease."

  He smiled and said, “It’s easy for people who travel a long distance for the first time to get this kind of disease, so don’t worry too much.”

  Zhou Yin stayed in Xia’s house like this, but Xia Yan gave him medicine and food. It was not until he got out of bed and walked out of the room that he saw Xia Xin sitting under the tree doing embroidery work.

  Xia Xin is only thirteen years old, two years younger than him. Seeing him, a pair of round eyes stared at him curiously.

   Zhou Yin retracted his feet uncomfortably, but did not turn back to the house, but looked at her equally curiously, and the two looked at each other curiously.

  Xia Mu came out of the kitchen, and she couldn't help coughing when she saw it.

  The two of them returned to their senses in an instant, Xia Xin lowered her head, Zhou Yin busy and Xia Mu saluted, "Mrs. Xia."

  Xia Mu smiled and said, "Can Zhou Xiaolang get out of bed?"

   "Yes, much better," Zhou Yin hurriedly greeted him, "If there is anything I can help, I will do it."

   "No, no," Xia Mu said with a smile: "You will get better, take a good rest."

   She called to her daughter who was still sitting under the tree, and said, "Xinniang, why don't you come over and start the fire?"

   "Oh," Xia Xin reacted, and hurriedly put down the embroidery and needlework in her hand and ran over. When she passed by Zhou Yin, she raised her eyes to take a look at him, and then went into the kitchen.

  Although Zhou Yin has been living in Xia's house these days, they rarely meet each other, and Xia's father is doing things like delivering medicine and food.

  Zhou Yin watched her run into the kitchen, scratched her head, and finally sorted out the firewood piled in the corner.

   Father Xia is a scholar, not a person who can work. Xia's mother is not strong enough, so the firewood he bought is piled up in the corner randomly.

  Zhou Yin sorted the stacks of firewood and scanned the yard again. Xia Yancai came back from the academy.

  He works as a husband in a college, not far from home, so he can go home for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

  As soon as he entered the door, he noticed something was wrong. The home... seemed to be much more spacious.

  Having been paying attention to Zhou Yin’s Xia Mu came out with a smile, and smiled with him: "You are back, lunch is ready, let's clean your hands and eat."

   Pulling people into the kitchen, Xia Mu said in a low voice: "It was Zhou Xiaolang who cleaned it up, let alone, she was very diligent."

  Xia Yan: "He is still ill, how can I let him work?"

   "I didn't let it. I tried to persuade him, but I couldn't persuade him. He said he wanted to move his muscles and bones, so I can't pull with him."

Xia Yan thought for a while and said, "Since he can get out of bed, let's have lunch together."

  "This..." Mother Xia looked at her daughter.

  Xia Yan didn't care: "We are still there, so don't be so evasive."

  Isn’t that because their family only has one daughter, and the two are exactly the same age, is it a coincidence?

  However, she has never opposed Xia Yan's decision.

  Zhou Yin sat at the table and officially met with the Xia family.

  After eating, Xia Yan talked to Zhou Yin, "What are your plans in the future?"

  (End of this chapter)