Cannon Fodder is No Longer with Me

    Mu Xing squatted on the ground for a long time, "instructed" Mu Jiafeng who looked at his younger brother called him: "Xiaobao, what are you doing? Are you tired?"

    Mu Xing is almost sure that this is ginseng, but it is impossible for Mu Xiaobao to know this thing.

    So he showed a very happy look and shouted: "Auntie, eldest brother, second sister and third brother, this flower is so beautiful!"

     Mrs. Zhang was chopping wood with a hatchet. Hearing this, he said with a smile, "Good-looking? Then Xiaobao took it off and put it on his head."

    Mu Jiafeng smiled and said: "Xiaobao looks like a female doll, wearing a flower must be beautiful."

    Mu Xing: "…"

    He thought to himself, third brother, don't blame me for always liking you, just talk about it, A-Niang is right, you deserve to be beaten!

    He thought about it for a while, then took off the flower, ran to Mrs Zhang, and held it up: "Wear it for A-Niang."

     Mrs. Zhang wiped her sweat and turned her head with a smile: "Yo, Xiaobao also knows how to pick flowers and put them on for A-Niang... Huh?"

    Zhang felt that this flower was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

     Taking it from Mu Xing, Mrs Zhang looked at it for a while, but she didn't even recognize the flower of ginseng, and happily inserted it between the bun.

    Mu Xing waited in anticipation for a long time, and he was dumbfounded when he saw Mrs. Zhang wearing it like this.

    After all the calculations, I didn't expect Mr. Zhang to not recognize ginseng flowers.

    Mu Xing can only think of a way.

    He walked up to Mu Jiafeng who was picking up branches and helped him pick it up.

    Mu Jiafeng and Mu Jiajia were young and unsafe to hold a knife, so they picked up small dead branches, folded them and tied them into a ball, they could also be used.

    Mu Xing listened to Mu Jiafeng and Mu Jiajia chatting and chatting. Soon the wild fruits in the mountains will be ripe, and then there will be delicious ones.

    "Second sister, are wild fruits delicious?"

    Mu Jiajia replied: "Of course it's delicious!"

    Mu Xing clapped his hands: "Then we can pick a lot and let Dad go out and sell it for money!"

    "Sell for money?" Mu Jiajia scratched her head, "I can't sell it."

    "Why can't it be sold?" Mu Xing looked like a curious baby.

    Mu Jiajia couldn't tell the reason, and said casually: "Anyway, I can't sell it, I just pick and eat it myself. If I could sell it, Dad would have gone to sell it for money."

    Mu Xing ran to Zhang's side again and asked her, "Auntie, why can't you sell wild fruits for money?"

    Zhang shi smiled and replied, "Because wild fruits are not worth much."

    "Then what is valuable? Let's go pick the valuables!" Mu Xing looked innocent.

    Shi Zhang laughed: "What is valuable? The medicinal materials in the mountains are valuable, but they are hard to find. A few years ago, the Wu family in our village had luck and dug up a ginseng plant. That thing is valuable. It's just that ginseng is so easy to get..."

    When Mr. Zhang said this, his expression suddenly froze.

    She held back her excitement, hurriedly put down the hatchet in her hand, grabbed the flower from her hair, and looked at it carefully.

    She said how the flower looked so familiar. When the Wu family dug up ginseng, they showed it off in the village. They all went to see what the legendary ginseng looked like.

    This, this flower, isn't that what I saw at that time?

    Zhang's breath suddenly became tense: "Xiaobao, where did you pick these flowers?"

    Mu Xing breathed a sigh of relief and pointed to the place where he had been before: "There."

    He asked innocently, "Auntie, do you still want to pick flowers? But Xiaobao saw it, only this one."

    Mr. Zhang touched his little face, trying her best to keep her calm: "Xiaobao take A-Niang to see first."

    Mu Xing took him to the place where he had picked flowers earlier, Zhang squatted down, and the more he looked at it, the more excited he became.

    This leaf is exactly the same as what I saw at Wu's house at that time.

    She took a deep breath and called to the eldest son over there: "Jiawang, bring your hatchet."

    Mu Jiawang didn't know why, so he ran over quickly.

     Mr. Zhang was not sure about the position and depth of the ginseng, so he took a hatchet and started to dig down slowly in a large circle around it.

    Several children ran over and asked, "Auntie, what are you doing?"

     Mrs. Zhang didn't say a word, digging bit by bit, she only felt that she had never digged the soil so carefully in her life.

     Layers of soil were dug, and finally, between the mud crevices, a little white was revealed...

    Zhang's heart was pounding, she couldn't even think about chopping firewood, she carried the dug treasures in the back basket, covered with some wild vegetables, and took a few children to the house rush.

    On the way, she repeatedly told the children that what happened just now should not be told to others.

    Mu Xing was carried on his back by Mu Jiawang - Mrs Zhang was anxious, his short legs couldn't keep up.

    Just walking halfway, Mu Xing's nose suddenly moved.

    Smells bloody.

    He focused on sniffing, and heard a faint humming in his ear again.

    People.

    Combined with that **** smell, it is probably the injured person.

    Mu Xing tugged at Mu Jiawang's clothes: "Brother, I just heard someone shouting for help."

    Mu Jiawang wondered: "Is there?"

    He stopped and listened carefully: "No, did you hear it wrong?"

    Mu Xing shook his head and insisted: "I heard it right there."

    He pointed to a chaotic forest on the left side of the mountain road.

    Seeing that they were not leaving, Mrs Zhang turned around and asked what happened.

    Mu Jiawang said: "Little brother said he heard someone shouting for help over there."

    Zhang hesitated.

    She wanted to go home quickly, so it was best not to delay, but I heard that someone called for help.

    She asked Mu Xing: "Xiaobao, are you sure you heard?"

    Mu Xing nodded.

    Zhang asked where he was, and Mu Xing pointed to the left.

    Mr. Zhang put down the back basket on her body and instructed the biggest Mu Jiawang to take good care of them and let them not walk around. She carried the hatchet and walked over to the place Mu Xing said.

    Not long after, Mu Xing saw Mrs. Zhang come out of the woods with a gray-haired old man on his back.

    The old man had blood on his clothes and looked like he had fainted.

    Mu Xing glanced at the fabric of the old man's clothes, obviously not a farmer in this mountain.

     Mrs. Zhang also clearly realized: "I don't know where this old man is from, so I have to rush back to the village..."

    The person lying on the ground suddenly coughed twice and woke up from the coma.

    Although he is old, his eyes are clear and sharp.

    Looking at the village woman and a few children in front of her, and seeing that the place where she was lying was different from before, Xie Wang smiled weakly: "Thank you, Mrs. Xie."

     Mrs. Zhang had never been called Mrs. in her life, and she was at a loss for what to do.

    Xie Juan coughed again, and Mrs. Zhang took out water from the basket and gave it to him.

    Hearing the word "Elixir", Zhang clenched his palm unnaturally.

      Absolutely, please build a tomb for Xie, so that Xie’s body will not be exposed in the wilderness. There are dozens of taels of silver here, and the jade pendant is worth a hundred gold, so it’s a gift of thanks.”

    When Mr. Zhang heard that the silver was dozens of taels and the jade pendant was worth a hundred gold, the whole person was stunned.

    She looked at the things on the ground and didn't dare to take them.

    The Wu family sold individual ginseng back then, and it doesn't seem to be worth so much money.

    Seeing that Mrs. Zhang was still, Mu Xing tugged at her clothes: "Aniang..."

    Just as he was about to say something, his eyes darkened, and he suddenly lost consciousness.

    He was inexplicably pulled into that dark place by the light group.

    Mu Xing was a little angry, but the light group was obviously more excited than him.

     "How did the Mu family's fate change? Who is this old guy?"

    The light on the light group is on and off, it seems very incomprehensible: "Why has everything changed?"

    It asked: "Mu Xing, why don't you follow the road I told you? What's the point of you living hard in Mu's house? Hou's mansion is where you should go. The place."

    Mu Xing lowered his eyes: "I think the Mu family is very good. Now life is getting better and better, and our family lives very comfortably and happily."

    It's just because the days are getting better and better! The light group shouted in his heart.

    It wants to do something to Mu Xing, but it can't do anything except words.

    Mu Xing cleared his mind, slowly opened his eyes, and saw that he was being held in Zhang's arms, and the dying old man Mu was trying his best to put his finger on his pulse superior.

    His tone was astonished and regretful: "Ling Lang has no bones in his bones. If he can learn martial arts, he will definitely be an amazing and talented person. It's a pity that he is born with insufficiency, and he will die early..."

    He shook his head: "If Xie can live a few more years, I'd be interested in trying to see if he can recover, but unfortunately..."

    Zhang's eyes suddenly lit up.

    She said eagerly, "Brother Xie, you, you mean, is there any way to save Xiaobao's body?"