Sister-in-law from a poor family

The mountain road that had been raining for several days was not easy to walk on, so Qin Mianmian led Fu Jingbo carefully.

Finally, they arrived at their destination half an hour later, and their feet were covered with mud.

It had been raining for several days, and she didn't expect to see any prey when she came to the mountain.

But when I finally reached my destination, I felt a little disappointed when I saw that all the nooses were empty.

Hunting sometimes depends not only on skill, but also on luck, which is not a good path for Qin Mianmian.

So she decided to give up this bonus point completely and give priority to adding other skills after she has merit points.

Even if it's farming or cooking, it should be better than hunting.

Now that we have gone up the mountain, of course we cannot go back empty-handed.

It's been raining for so long, and now it's time for mushrooms to grow on the mountain.

She took Fu Jingbo for a while in the mountains. The mushrooms here grew pretty well.

Fortunately, she was careful when she went out today and carried a small bamboo basket for a knife and a bamboo tube to hold water, otherwise there would be no room for the mushrooms.

Together, the two of them picked half a basket of mushrooms in a short time.

Seeing these mushrooms, Qin Mianmian couldn't help but feel a little regretful. It was a pity that there was no prey today.

With such good mushrooms, it would really be the icing on the cake if there is meat to accompany it.

Just as they were thinking this, the two were about to go down the mountain when they heard a muffled groan.

Qin Mianmian heard the sound and looked around, but didn't see any movement.

"Jingbo, did you hear anyone's voice?" She was startled and subconsciously grabbed Fu Jingbo's sleeve.

Fu Jingbo still looked expressionless, but his eyes softened when Qin Mianmian's hand touched his.

"There." He lifted his legs and walked in the opposite direction of home. Qin Mianmian didn't think much, grabbed his sleeve and followed him.

The two of them moved quietly towards the place where the noise came from. Qin Mianmian was a little nervous, and there were beads of sweat on the palms of her hands holding the basket.

Probably sensing her nervousness, Fu Jingbo's big hand quietly took her hand that was holding the corner of his clothes and held it firmly.

With the big hand holding her, Qin Mianmian's pounding heart inexplicably calmed down a lot.

The two walked a certain distance but saw nothing. Just when Qin Mianmian was about to go home, Fu Jingbo suddenly stopped in front of a thatch.

Qin Mianmian was stunned. She wanted to ask what was going on, but when she looked up, she saw Fu Jingbo's brows were furrowed tightly.

Qin Mianmian followed his line of sight and saw the thatch moving slightly.

There's someone behind here!
She woke up and subconsciously grabbed Fu Jingbo's hand.

What she responded to was a comforting pat on the back of her hand with another hand.

She was a little nervous, but suspicious.

This man is obviously mentally retarded, so why is he still comforting people now?

I haven't seen him complain of a headache in the past two days, and it is unlikely that he will recover mentally.

It's really interesting.

She was suspicious, but Fu Jingbo had already let go of her hand and walked slowly around to the other side of the thatch.

The position where the thatch grew was a bit high, so he walked very slowly when he went around it, and he was obviously wary.

Although I heard human voices just now, no one can guarantee that the person behind the thatch must be a human.

Qin Mianmian stood nervously below, holding the basket in her hands firmly with both hands and looking up.

When she saw Fu Jingbo's brows knitting even tighter, her heart dropped.

But she didn't dare to say anything, for fear of disturbing something.

The next moment, Fu Jingbo bent down and lifted something out from behind the thatch.

Because he moved so fast, Qin Mianmian was not sure that he was lifting someone until he stood firm.He was a man covered in blood.

Qin Mianmian frowned, feeling a sense of discomfort in his heart.

Fortunately, she could hold it back, otherwise she would have had to vomit it out on the spot.

"Why is this man covered in wounds?" Qin Mianmian frowned and looked at the man up and down, still wary.

It would be too weird to see such a person covered in blood in the deep mountains and wild mountains.

According to her, this person was probably a fleeing gangster.

Being chased by officers and soldiers, he ran to this remote Wansheng Village in a panic.

"Do you want to save this person?" She hesitated a little and looked at Fu Jingbo and asked.

Fu Jingbo didn't say anything, just stared at the man for a while, then bent down and carried him on his back.

This man was covered in blood, but he didn't dislike him at all, and walked down the mountain with him on his back.

Qin Mianmian didn't say anything, and trotted behind him with a basket in hand.

Fu Jingbo walked quickly while carrying someone on his back. This was the first time that he didn't walk as fast as he was taking care of Qin Mianmian.

It was already past noon when we returned to the village, and the sun was shining brightly. Most of the villagers had gone home to take a nap after working all morning, and no one was hanging around outside.

For some reason, Qin Mianmian felt a little guilty when Fu Jingbo was carrying this person on his back.

As if afraid that others would see it.

Fortunately, the journey home was smooth, and she locked the door as soon as she entered the courtyard.

Mrs. Fu Chen had just returned from selling tofu and was busy preparing lunch. When she heard the noise and came out, she was really startled.

"Who is this? Why is it so badly injured?" She put down the things in her hands and came out. Qin Mianmian didn't even see half of the basket of mushrooms he had carried.

"Jingbo, where did you pick up this man?" She ignored the things in her hands and went to help Fu Jingbo pick him up. Unexpectedly, Fu Jingbo carried him back to the house.

She didn't say anything and trotted to follow him, looking very nervous.

Qin Mianmian didn't understand why Fu Chen was not afraid at all when seeing such a wounded person.

She was a little scared because the man was covered in blood. Thinking that Fu Chen was still cooking something in the kitchen, she simply went to the kitchen.

Anyway, she didn't dare to help if she followed him, and it might be a disservice to him.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Fu Chen cooked a pot of corn grits and heated a few steamed buns on it with a bamboo curtain.

The buns were greasy and should be stuffed with meat. Mrs. Fu Chen probably brought them back specially for them.

These were enough for lunch, and Qin Mianmian didn't make anything else.

There are a few big bones in the soil bowl next to it, probably bought by Fu Chen.

Qin Mianmian was a little surprised. When did Mrs. Chen become so willing to buy both buns and bones?

I boiled a pot of water, soaked the mushrooms in it and washed them bit by bit. The house over there was also very busy.

She vaguely heard Fu Tiandu, who was not very nosy, coming out and seemed to be giving instructions on how to stop the bleeding.

After washing the mushrooms, she became a little interested in it.

When she went over to take a look, the man had been put on a new set of clothes, and the bleeding on his body seemed to have stopped.

"This person" She couldn't help but worry again when she saw that person.

Will bringing a seriously injured person back like this really not cause trouble? It's not that she is cold-blooded, but that this family really can't afford any accidents.

"This man is seriously injured. Let him recover for a few days." Fu Tian sighed and waved his hand to invite everyone out.

(End of this chapter)