happy event

Chapter 271 Little Benefactor

Dong Rong reached out to touch his forehead, but was blocked by the grimace mask, so after thinking about it, she quietly took it off for him.As a result, the face reflected in the dim candlelight was unexpectedly young.

Originally, she thought that this savior must be in his thirties, after all, kung fu is not something that can be practiced in minutes.However, the "Hero" in front of him who had just led her to escape from the enemy was actually a young man around thirteen or fourteen.

For a moment, she felt a little uncomfortable and distressed.Even if this young man is a rare martial arts genius, he must practice diligently and endure hardships since he is sensible, so that he has the ability he is today.Speaking of which, he was not much older than her three children, and in her eyes he still belonged to the category of children.

Thinking of this, the movements of her hands became softer.After waiting carefully, his forehead felt a little hot, so he quickly soaked a cloth towel and applied a cold compress to him.

The young man in white probably got a bit of a chill and felt much more comfortable, his tense face slowly stretched out, looking even more handsome than before.Dong Rong took a break from her busy schedule and said with a low laugh, "He will also be full of love debts in the future, and I don't know how many girls he will make sad."

The young man in white didn't know whether he understood this sentence in a daze, or it was a coincidence, but he responded in a low voice, "No!"

It made Dong Rong laugh, but turned to look at the dilapidated houses around and sighed again.It's early winter now, and whoever says that the temperature doesn't turn into ice, but it's not much warmer.How to get through the night became a problem. Besides, the young man in white was injured, and he didn't know when he would wake up. Medicine and food were also problems.

There is no shortage of wood in this dilapidated house, and it is easy to light a fire, but the light of the fire in the dark night is too easy to attract pursuers, unless it is a last resort, it is really impossible to take this risky move.

After thinking for a while, she picked up the straw and covered the young man in white clothes, then took out the dagger in her boots and lightly walked out to the same dilapidated courtyard gate.

This dilapidated house was originally located at the innermost side of a small alley, and perhaps few people came here on weekdays. There was some rubbish piled up in front of the door, needless to say, the neighbors didn't like cleanliness.

Dong Rong carefully bypassed the rubbish, and moved forward along the alley as much as possible without leaving any traces.The family next to the dilapidated house seemed to be carpenters. There was a large pile of sawdust in the yard, and when the wind blew, there was a woody fragrance, which almost caught Dong Rong's eyes.Taking advantage of the weak light from the house, she saw that there was nothing useful in the yard, so she hurried to the next house.

It's a pity that the next family seems to be a butcher who kills pigs. There are some pig intestines, pig skins and the like in the yard, but nothing is there.

Fortunately, the one closest to the alley seems to be doing laundry business, and there is actually a quilt cover without the quilt inside and the quilt cover on the courtyard wall made of wooden boards.Dong Rong was overjoyed, stepped forward to hug her and ran back.

As soon as she entered the dilapidated courtyard, she heard someone scolding from a distance, and it was obvious that the family had discovered that the quilt was missing.She patted her chest in fear and hurried into the room with the quilt in her arms. The young man in white was still asleep.

Dong Rong touched his forehead, seeing that it was still hot, she quickly covered him with a quilt, and then continued to change the wet cloth.

After suffering like this for an unknown amount of time, the forehead of the young man in white finally stopped burning, and the alley outside became completely quiet.

Dong Rong rubbed her frozen hands, hesitated for a moment, but couldn't resist the coldness after all, so she persuaded herself to treat this young man in white as her own child, then lifted the quilt and got in.

The young man in white probably still had a little bit of vigilance, and when he felt someone approaching, his body stiffened instinctively.Dong Rong was afraid that his tormented wound would bleed again, so she hugged him quickly. Thinking of the three children who don't know where they are now, she felt even more fond of the half-grown children, and for some reason, she sang about how she used to coax her children. Songs they sing when they sleep.

"Evening wind blows Penghu Bay, white waves chase the sandy beach, there is no coconut grove intoxicated by the setting sun, only a piece of blue sea..."

I don't know how many times she sang, Dong Rong fell asleep in a daze, but the young man in white who was tightly protected in her arms slowly opened his eyes.He moved his body slightly uncomfortable, trying to break away from Dong Rong's embrace.But Dong Rong in her sleep stretched out her hand to gently touch the top of his head, and said angrily, "Good boy, sleep well."

The young man in white seemed to have been tapped on his acupoints, and all his movements were suddenly frozen. An inexplicable light flashed in his eyes, as if a piece of ice was suddenly thrown into warm water. He was three parts panicked and seven parts eager.

It took a long time before he slowly relaxed his body, enjoying this strange and warm embrace to him peacefully.

The winter night was quiet, except for the sparrows living under the eaves and the rats scurrying around in the hollows of the stone walls, and there was no sound at all.In the corner of the dilapidated house, a half-old quilt surrounded a small warm world.

The young man in white tried his best to stay awake, but unfortunately the pain made him weak, and the warm embrace also lowered his vigilance, so he fell into a deep sleep not long after...

In the early morning of this day, Dong Rong woke up with a creaking sound.Perhaps those households that hadn't had time to investigate last night were engaged in the "Daoyexiang" business, and the sky had just begun to pull a wooden cart to prepare to go out to work as soon as there was a gleam of light in the sky.

Dong Rong opened her eyes and saw the dilapidated roof, she immediately sat up, and when she remembered the wounded young man in white, she quickly touched his forehead.Fortunately, the cold that night didn't aggravate his condition. Although his forehead was still a little hot, it wasn't that dangerous anymore.

After thinking about it, Dong Rong got up and fetched water to wash up again. After thinking about it, she had to be a thief again and went to the hardworking family.

Xu Shi took care of the hard work at home and ate breakfast, and the lazy woman went back to the house and continued to sleep.The yard was very quiet, and white steam was faintly coming out of the stove in the corner.Dong Rong was overjoyed, she opened the door on tiptoe and sneaked in, and sure enough, she found four or five corn pancakes in the closed pan. She was so hungry, she grabbed one big bite and bit off half of it, then groped in private.

In the end, I finally found half a pot of Baogu porridge in a pottery pot. Needless to say, stealing a pancake is also called a thief. It is better to move the pot away, and I can still boil water in the past two days.

The young man in white also woke up at this moment, seeing that Dong Rong was not by his side, he wanted to get up and look for it.As a result, Dong Rong had pancakes in her mouth, her arms were bulging, and she was holding a clay pot in her hand, and hurried back from outside.This image of fleeing disaster victims really startled him.

Dong Rong didn't expect the young man in white to wake up so quickly. She put down the clay pot in embarrassment and took down the pancake in her mouth. Then she said with a smile, "You woke up, does the wound still hurt? I just went... um , I found some food, you can eat some later."

The young man in white nodded with a wooden face, and replied lightly, "Okay." After finishing speaking, his eyes turned to the broken wooden door.

Dong Rong understood, and quickly explained, "Don't worry, there is an early riser family in this alley. I sneaked into the yard and 'borrowed' some food. When we escape from danger, I will definitely return them some more food."

The young man in white nodded, and wanted to say something, but accidentally pulled the wound behind him, causing his brows to frown suddenly in pain.

Dong Rong also thought about it, and rushed over to check it out. Finally, she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the cloth strip was not soaked in blood, and said, "The wound on your back stopped bleeding after a long time. Be careful, if it splits, I will But there is no other way."

The young man in white nodded and wanted to talk again, but Dong Rong stretched out his hand and pulled up the quilt to surround him.

"Sit honestly, I'll wipe your face for you, and then I'll feed you."

The young man in white stretched out his hand to protest the fate of becoming a silkworm baby, but Dong Rong stared, "Stay honestly, don't move."

After finishing speaking, she quickly washed and changed the cloth towel, and then carefully wiped the face and hands of the young man in white.

The young man in white seemed to find it strange that although he was taken care of so meticulously, how could he be treated differently from the benefactor he imagined.But without allowing him to think too much, Dong Rong had already pulled out the hairpin on the top of his head, and at the same time recombed his hair with a finger comb.

"Your hairpin is made of mutton fat jade, and the style is not bad. Your family must be very rich, right? But, how did you practice such a good kung fu at such a young age? Could it be that you have been practicing martial arts since you were two or three years old?"

"Yeah." The young man in white was taken aback for a moment before responding, "I started practicing martial arts at the age of three."

"Isn't it very hard to start practicing martial arts at such a young age? Your parents are really willing!" Dong Rong frowned, feeling more and more distressed, and asked casually, "Why do you think of saving my life to save me? Don't say you are easy." , You saved me from jumping off a cliff on the mountain earlier, right?"

"Hiss!" The white-clothed young man took a deep breath from his scalp and said subconsciously, "I went to Haining when I was young, and I was half-starved once, and it happened that you brought someone to donate dry food."

Dong Rong tilted her head and thought about it. She has done such things all these years, and she really can't remember when she planted such a good relationship.She didn't look into it any more, and said with a smile, "I gave you a piece of pancake back then, but now you have saved my two lives. I really made a lot of money, and this deal is not a loss!"

While she was talking, she had finished her hair bun and reinserted the jade hairpin. She held up the young man's face in white and looked around, jokingly said, "What a handsome young man, why wear a mask to cover it up?"

The young man in white blushed, subconsciously lowered his head and replied, "Well, I'm used to it."

Dong Rong didn't ask any further questions, she turned around and picked up the pottery basin, and fed the porridge to the young man with the wooden spoon in the basin.The younger generation wanted to do it themselves, needless to say they were "repressed" again.

After eating half a bowl of porridge and a piece of pancake, Housheng's complexion became obviously better.Dong Rong also ate a piece of pancake with the little porridge left, then cleaned the clay pot, put some hot water on the lit fire, scrubbed the wound for the young man again, and changed the medicine for the wound.

The vial prepared by Mr. Liu is not big, and the medicine powder is only enough for two replacements.Dong Rong looked at the empty medicine bottle and felt worried again. She could go to the neighbor's house to steal the quilt and food, but the wound medicine could only be taken to the pharmacy. Her triangular cat kung fu is definitely not up to this difficult task.

But when she turned her head to look, she was full and drowsy, so she could only gather her energy and think of a way.

(End of this chapter)