Juan Wang and his wife are also acting affectionately today

"No way!" Li Daniu yelled, "Not even one less!"

"Not a single word?!" Village Chief Li glanced at Jiang Wan, saw that Jiang Wan was indifferent, hit him twice, and cursed, "You're trying to force Jiang's siblings to death."

"Jiang's siblings are young, and their parents died. Even if you force them to death, you don't have so much money?!"

"Besides, Doctor Jiang is healing people in the village. Even your family, Li Daniu, has received some kindness from Doctor Jiang, right? Are you going to repay her like this now?"

Jiang Wan listened quietly, she didn't know whether Zhaizhang Li was sincerely looking out for her, or whether he was the same as Li Daniu.

Li Daniu felt hurt when he was hit by Li Zhaizhang's dragon-headed crutches. He held his head and said, "100 taels! It can't be less."

"Village Chief Li, I'm very sincere. I lost half of Jiang Wan in one fell swoop."

Jiang Wan looked at Li Daniu. Kneeling behind him was the pale Feng Shui. She seemed to have suffered a major blow and knelt on the ground without saying a word, like a wandering spirit.

She would raise her head occasionally, but when her eyes fell on Li Daniu, there would be flashes of resentment and fear in her eyes.

Although Jiang Wan has little life experience, she is smart and agile.

With just one glance, she was sure that there was definitely something strange about Li Xiaobao's death, and it might not have anything to do with Li Daniu.

She lowered her eyes in thought, but right now the clay pot containing Xiaobao was so tightly protected that she had no chance to run into it, and there were so many people here, as soon as she took a move, she would be stopped.

Maybe her brother could give it a try, but she couldn't risk him.

She wasn't sure what the gang would do.

"Doctor Jiang? Jiang Wan?" The head of the village didn't see Jiang Wan respond even after calling Jiang Wan several times. He called out louder, and Jiang Wan responded.

Zhai Changyu said earnestly, "Ms. Jiang, Daniel is willing to take a step back and only asks you for 100 taels of silver. Do you think this is feasible?"

take a step back?Even though Jiang Wan is innocent, she is not stupid.

After suffering a few losses, it is now considered to be an aftertaste.

Li Daniu first said a number from the Arabian Nights, and then after discussion, he cut off half of it. Is this called a step back?

The price he said was probably the price he wanted.

100 taels were given out, and her family's savings suddenly fell by more than half.

It was all hard-earned money earned by her mother, her father, and she and Jiang Leng worked hard day and night.

Jiang Wan cried and said, "The village chief, it's not that I don't want to give it, but that my family really doesn't have that much money."

"My parents died one after another, and I spent a lot of money on their affairs. Now my brother and I are struggling to survive. How can we have so much money?"

"This..." The head of the village thought for a while and asked, "Then how much can you take out now?"

Jiang Wan wiped away tears and said, "It's only five taels."

"Five taels?!" Li Daniu didn't believe it, "How could your family only have this little money?"

"My younger brother and I are the only ones in my family, and I love to buy medical skills, so I can't save money at all."

Zhaizhu Li thought for a while and said, "How about this, you give Li Daniu five taels first today, and then give Li Daniu's family one tael of silver every month until the 100 taels are paid off, how about it?"

Jiang Wan didn't say yes or no, she just cried and took out five taels from the room to compensate Li Daniu.

When Li Daniu got the silver, he took everyone in the Li family away with a worried face. He thought he could get a big sum, but he only got five taels, but then he thought about it, and Jiang Wan would have to give him one tael every month in the future. There was another flash of joy.

His eyes turned to the dark clay pot, and a flash of sadness flashed in his heart.

But this sadness quickly dissipated. Now that he has money, what women will not have in the future?
With a woman, how many children do you want to have?
Li Daniu looked back at Feng Shui, who was beside him with a sad face, and was upset.

After they left, Jiang Leng awkwardly wiped Jiang Wan's tears with a handkerchief, "Sister, people here are bullying you, shall we leave this village?"

"Let's go somewhere else, I can hunt and feed my sister."

Jiang Wan thought about what happened recently, and also thought about the situation outside the village. Now that the world is not good, where is it not difficult?
This is at least the place where she was born and raised, and her parents are also here.

"Leng'er, let my sister think about it, okay?"

"Okay." Lingyao said, "No matter what decision my sister makes, Lingyao will follow my sister."

Today, Jiang Wan went to bed early, and she was going to confirm one thing after everyone in the village had gone to bed.

In her sleep, she seemed to hear someone asking in her ear.

"Jiang Wan, do you regret it? You obviously saved that child, but you were slandered by his parents."

"Do you regret saving him?"

Just as Jiang Wan was about to speak, the scene in front of her eyes changed, and she went back to the afternoon when she rescued Xiaobao yesterday. The sun was burning above her head, and a child fell into a ditch under the hillside, and her life and death were unknown.

"Let's go, don't meddle in your own business."

"You saved him, his parents won't thank you, but they will even trouble you."

"Anyway, it's not your fault that the kid fell here, and you didn't push him, so what do you care about him?"

"Are you hungry?"

"Why don't you just pretend you didn't see anything and go home for dinner, your brother is still waiting for you."

The chaotic voices kept circling in her head, making her headache.

Who is talking?Ghost or Demon?

She looked at Xiaobao in the canal, and walked over without hesitation, and she answered her in her heart, "No matter what happens afterward, now that people are falling in front of my eyes, I can't turn a blind eye."

"Obviously I have the ability to save her, but I refuse to save her. How is it different from killing her?"

"Have you forgotten? You saved him, how did his father make things difficult for you?"

"Why do you care about his life, anyway, if you save him, he will still die, right?"

"But go my own way and be ashamed of my heart."

Jiang Wan doesn't know what happened, is this her dream?
But why is everything so real?The sun in the sky made her head hot, and the hunger in her belly made her almost faint.

She handed over the child to Feng Shui again. Looking at Feng Shui's back, she suddenly called out to stop her.

Feng Shui looked back, "Does Doctor Jiang have anything else to do?"

Jiang Wan trotted forward and said, "I'll go back with you. If Xiaobao's injury gets worse, I'll take care of him."

Hearing this, Feng Shui would not refuse, and thanked with red eyes, "Thank you Doctor Jiang."

Jiang Wan followed Feng Shui back to their home. Li Daniu hadn't returned home yet, only Feng Shui, her mother-in-law, sister-in-law and a young uncle were at home.

Jiang Wan has been sitting at Li's house, and Li Daniu came back in the evening.

When he heard that Jiang Wan was here, he treated her in a neutral manner, but after learning that Li Xiaobao was injured, he was very worried.

She waited until Li Xiaobao woke up, and then checked the injury on the back of Li Xiaobao's head before leaving in peace.

She looked back at Li Xiaobao's house, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, the village was pitch black, and the oil lamp that was lit in his house was soft and warm, like a hope in the dark night.

I don’t know if I’m going to be called a “Holy Mother” when I write such a heroine in today’s egoism

But I think it is the scolded "Holy Mother" who is generous to others, and I hope that the ones who give their lives should not be scolded. They may look stupid and stupid, but most ordinary people in history have been treated like this. protected.

The gods with the heart of the common people should not just talk about it, they should be consistent no matter whether they are slandered or tortured, praised or flowers. Only then can they be saints, and they are also the image of God in my mind.