The local tyrant president is not easy to mess with

Chapter 202 No one can do it except Zijin 2
He touched her cheek, looked at her with tenderness, and ate the steamed buns hard. Like her, he felt the hardships she had suffered and the hardships she had experienced.

Gradually, there was fog in his eyes, and he didn't dare to blink, as soon as he blinked, tears would come out.

"Mu Xuan..." Seeing that Leng Muxuan had tears in his eyes again, Ran Zijin stretched out his hands to wipe his eyes, and tightened his heart with discomfort.

"Zijin, eat it! It's delicious!" Leng Muxuan smiled at her, and then looked back at the old man, showing a rare smile that was almost invisible, "Old man, this is delicious!"

No matter how unpalatable the food was, as long as his Zijin had eaten it, he would eat it and experience what she had experienced.

He was very grateful to the old man, who made him feel closer to Zijin and closer to her life.

"It's delicious, let's eat it all! These two kids must be starving." Otherwise, why would you think the dried steamed buns are delicious?
Looking at their clothes and grooming, they don't look like people who eat dry steamed buns!

"Then what do you eat, grandma?" Ran Zijin suddenly remembered that this should be the grandma's lunch, but now she and Leng Muxuan ate it.

"I drink water. I just ate one. I'm not hungry right now." The old woman found another mineral water bottle from under the basket, which contained something similar to medicine.

"How can you just drink water, let's eat together." Ran Zijin shared half of the steamed buns in his hand with the grandmother.

"This is brown sugar water, which is more nutritious than your steamed bun." The brown sugar in the grandmother's mouth is actually just brown sugar.

Although she wanted to give Ran Zijin all the steamed buns, Ran Zijin insisted on giving half of the steamed buns to the grandmother.

And Leng Muxuan broke open the steamed bun in his hand, dug out the slightly softer part inside, and gave it to Ran Zijin to eat.

He took the bottle containing boiling water from his waist, unscrewed the cap, and brought it to Ran Zijin's mouth, "Zijin, drink some water, don't choke."

"Yeah." Ran Zijin took a few sips, then pushed it to Leng Muxuan's mouth, "You drink some too, I'll finish it."

"You drink all of these. I'll go to the small mountain spring over there to drink water." When Leng Muxuan left in the morning, he specially boiled water for Ran Zijin, filled the two bottles on his body, and prepared to let her Drink on the road.

"You drink this! There are more!" Ran Zijin tugged on Leng Muxuan's sleeve, not wanting him to drink cold water.

He drank cold water, she drank boiled water, how could he feel better.

"I'm used to drinking cold things." Leng Muxuan made an excuse casually, pulled Ran Zijin's arm away, and walked towards a mountain spring that he had just discovered.

The two bottles are very small, and the boiled water in them is limited. He drank it, but Zijin had nothing to drink when he was thirsty, and she was a girl, so she would be better if she drank less cold things.

"This young man is not bad!" The old woman admired sincerely, stood up from the root of the tree she was sitting on, pulled some weed leaves from the side, grabbed Ran Zijin's ankle and said, "Girl, this is herbal medicine, your feet must be Give the medicine, otherwise the pus will fester."

"Thank you, grandma." Ran Zijin stretched out his feet consciously, asking the grandma to rub medicine on his feet.

The old grandma squeezed the herb in the palm of her hand for a while, squeezed out the green juice, and then applied the juice on Ran Zijin's feet.

"What are you doing?" Leng Muxuan saw the old woman touching Ran Zijin's feet when he came back, and he couldn't help asking vigilantly, if it wasn't for the sake of her being an old woman, he would have thrown her out with her. How can I tolerate her painting those messy things on Ran Zijin's feet?

"Mu Xuan, this is herbal medicine." Ran Zijin explained to Leng Muxuan.

"Yes, it's medicinal herbs..." The old woman was frightened by Leng Muxuan again, and she couldn't speak fluently. She held Ran Zijin's foot to apply the medicine, and it wasn't wrong to not apply the medicine, so she could only look at him in embarrassment.

"I'll come. You tell me what to do." Leng Muxuan squatted down beside Ran Zijin's feet, took her feet from the old woman, and carefully applied herbal medicine to her according to the old woman's instructions.

After applying the medicine, Leng Muxuan carefully put on Ran Zijin's high-heeled shoes that had long since lost their heels.

"Let's go back now! This girl is really suffering!" The old lady was going to pick a basket full before going back, but after seeing Ran Zijin's feet hurting a lot, she wanted to send this kind girl back down the mountain first.

The three of them packed up and walked down the mountain together.

With the old lady leading the way, the place Leng Muxuan and Ran Zijin went was not so difficult anymore.

"I have spent most of my life in this forest. I know where it is easy to go, where it is not easy to go, where it is safe and where it is dangerous." The old woman carried a basket on her back and held a sickle in her hand. Cut off the branches on both sides to make it easier for Ran Zijin and Leng Muxuan to walk behind.

And Leng Muxuan also held a saber, cutting off the vines that would scratch Ran Zijin at any time.

"Grandma, do you always come to this mountain to pick these wild vegetables and so on, and sell them at the market?" Ran Zijin asked the old grandma.

"Well. I'm old and I can't do farming anymore, so I can only do these useless jobs in exchange for some pocket money."

"Your children don't support you?" Leng Muxuan asked casually after hearing what the old woman said.

"I don't have a daughter, but I have two sons." The old woman sighed visibly, "The eldest son went to the mountains when he was 15 years old and went hunting with the old people, but he never came back. Some people said that he was dragged by wolves. After leaving, some people said it was a bear, but no one knew what it was exactly. The second son was 25 and [-], and was about to marry a woman, but he fell ill and died again."

After hearing her words, Ran Zijin and Leng Muxuan glanced at each other, and both felt sympathy for this kind old man.

"Then you live alone in the village at the foot of the mountain?" Ran Zijin asked again.

Seeing her asking like this, Leng Muxuan was very concerned about the old man, so he had an idea in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud.

"I've lived alone for five or sixty years." The old woman raised the sickle, cut off the branches in front of her, and continued to walk forward, staggering, staggering, "I got married when I was a teenager. The man was dragged away to fight and never came back. It is said that he was dragged to Taiwan. There were only two young sons around him, and they were dragged up one by one, but they were all gone.”

As the old grandma spoke, she reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve.

Ran Zijin found that the old man's hands were cracked, and the deep cut was covered with black things from working all the year round.

And her feet, she only discovered now, are actually three-inch golden lotuses!
Ran Zijin looked at her little feet, which were not as big as his own palm, stepping on the messy branches, no wonder her body was shaking so much.

"Girl, don't worry about me. I'm in good health. I can still run. I went to the mountains to collect herbs and find wild game to exchange for money. After saving enough money, I can't run anymore. I will give the money to the nursing home in the town and ask them to take care of it." Me." From Ran Zijin's eyes, the old grandma saw that she felt sorry for herself, so she comforted her in turn, "I've already told the director of the nursing home that he will take me in."

"Old man, do you really want to go to a nursing home?" Leng Muxuan helped Ran Zijin jump off a stone ridge and asked the grandmother.

"Who wants to go there! It's just that I have no children, and I don't want no one to find out when I die." After the old lady finished speaking, she suddenly remembered something, took something from her neck, turned around and stuffed it into Ran Zijin's hand , "Girl, this is the peace talisman that my man went to the temple to ask for. I will give it to you now. This is very useful. You see, I am in my nineties and I am still in good health!"

"Grandma, I can't take this!" Ran Zijin looked at the shiny silver chain in his hand, and said nothing.

(End of this chapter)