Chapter 8

Ling Zixuan fondled Ling Muer's head. The hair was yellow and dry, like weeds, very prickly. Looking at Ling Muer's small face and that thin body, Ling Zixuan felt very uncomfortable.

Compared with girls of the same age in the village, she looks so petite. The bones of the body stood in the cold wind, as if they would fall down at any time.

However, she has very beautiful eyes. Those eyes were like stars, shining with dazzling light.

The girl in front of her has changed since she suffered a serious illness a few days ago. Could it be that he has seen through life and death, so the whole person is open-minded?

He suddenly couldn't see through this little girl. Her eyes are too shining, as if they are made of many little stars, making that ordinary little face look special.

Ling Zixuan let out a long and comfortable sigh while soaking in the hot water. Just now, my hands and feet were stiff, and my brain lost the ability to think. If it wasn't for the brothers in the same village who helped him back, he would have fallen down and couldn't get up on the way. He survived this embarrassing day with his last breath, telling himself more than once that he couldn't fall down. No matter how many white eyes and embarrassments he has suffered outside, as long as he thinks of the warmth at home, he can survive. Fortunately...he survived.

The warmth in the tub cuts off the cold outside. It's a pity that this kind of comfort can't last too long, after all, the weather is cold, and the bath water will cool down soon. He climbed out of the tub. At this time, Ling Muer's voice came from outside: "Brother, the clothes are already baked. I put them at the door. Don't wash them for too long, be careful of freezing."

"Okay." Ling Zixuan said with tears in his eyes, "Thank you, little sister."

That night, Mrs. Yang made chicken soup for everyone. Then a bowl of hot chicken soup and a piece of chicken will dissipate all the fatigue during the day.

"Mother, don't just care about us, you can eat too." Ling Zixuan gave Yang Shi the chicken in the bowl. Yang didn't want it, he said angrily on purpose: "Mother won't eat it, and neither will we. If we let others know that we are not filial, they will be stabbed in the back."

Yang was stunned for a moment, then looked at Ling Zixuan helplessly. She ate the chicken with tears in her eyes and looked lovingly at the two children in front of her.

"Mu'er, let mother clear the road tomorrow!" Shi Yang said, "You stay and take care of August."

"Mother, I'm young, so I can survive. If you're sick, wouldn't that be a problem?" Ling Muer said quickly, "Don't worry, I'm in good health."

"You have just recovered from a serious illness. If you fall ill again, my mother will feel very distressed. Besides, you are a girl, the last thing you can do is to catch the cold. Otherwise, you will have trouble getting married in the future." Yang sighed. "When is this snow going to fall? If God keeps messing around like this, I can't live this day."

"As long as this road is cleared, we can go in and out of the county, and life will be much easier." Ling Muer put down her chopsticks and took Yang's hand: "Don't worry about me. I won't let myself suffer. If I hold on If you can't go down, you will pretend to be sick, they can't make things difficult for a woman like me."

"But..." Yang still wanted to say more, Ling Muer gave her a piece of chicken, and when she saw her, she quickly said: "Mother has already eaten it. Don't give it to mother anymore, mother can't eat that much. You can eat it all day long." Running outside, what if I get sick in such cold weather? Hurry up and drink more chicken soup. A woman’s body is delicate, so don’t let my mother worry about it.”

Ling Muer successfully interrupted Yang's words. Ling Zixuan on the opposite side saw through her thoughts and couldn't help laughing.

In the past, Ling Muer was pure and cowardly, just an ordinary girl with no opinions. I really didn't expect to be so narrow-minded now. This girl used to pretend quite alike!

Ling Zixuan's eyes were too hot, with a look of 'I see through you'. Ling Muer pretended not to see his eyes, and gracefully drank the soup in the bowl.

The next day, before dawn, Ling Muer heard voices outside, and immediately got up.

It's an instinct. She has adapted to this body and can respond sensitively now.

In the previous life, he was trained by the family for more than ten years. In addition to various medical knowledge, a leopard-like skill is also a compulsory course. Now her soul is fused with her new body. As soon as she heard a sound outside, she immediately got up and listened to the sound outside. From the messy footsteps, it is certain that this person is just an ordinary person.

"Xuanzi..." A middle-aged man's voice came from outside the door. "Xuanzi, let's go."

Ling Muer understood. It seems that the villagers from the village came to find Ling Zixuan to clear the road. She opened the door and went out, and said to the person in the darkness: "Brother is sick, I will clear the road today."

Hearing Ling Muer's voice, the man said in surprise: "Mu girl? How can you do such a hard job as a woman?"

"My brother is sick, and my father is not here. My brother has a fever and has not woken up. Mother is indispensable at home. I will go today." Ling Mu'er said lightly: "Don't worry, I will not be lazy. Please come here Lead the way ahead!"

"You girl is really stubborn." The man sighed: "Your family's situation is special. But every household must have someone to contribute. It will be hard for you."

Ling Muer followed the man to the blocked mountain pass. The man is a man in the village, called Ling Caishen. It is said that it was born on the same day as the God of Wealth, so it is called Ling Caishen.

This person has a good relationship with Ling Muer's father as a child. Although his own family's situation is not good, but when he can help their family, he will help them, which is much better than those ruthless relatives of the Ling family. Ling Muer had this man in her memory, so she was kind to him.

When they arrived at the mountain pass, the sky was already bright. The villagers came here one after another, and when they saw Ling Muer, they all showed strange expressions.

Ri was the last to arrive. It was a fifty-year-old man with a fat head and big ears, and he looked like he had gotten enough oil and water.

Ling Muer didn't like this person in the first place, but now that she saw this person, she felt even more disgusted. Of course, she didn't show her emotions. In the eyes of everyone, she is a slender and delicate girl. The people who came today were all middle-aged men, between the ages of fifteen and fifty, and she, a little girl, stood among them, looking particularly weird.

"Why did this broom star come here?" In the crowd, a young man wiping his eyeballs said, "With you here, can we have a smooth day today? Why didn't your disabled brother come? Calling you, this is procrastination." We're on our backs, aren't we?"

Ling Muer looked at that person. The man had a sour face, exactly like his mother. He is the uncle of this body, also is Wang's favorite youngest son Ling Lin.

Not to mention that this Ling Lin is lazy, he spends his days idle in the village, and flirts with those little widows. His daughter-in-law was originally a girl from a good family, and her family was fairly well off. As a result, when she went out to go to the market, she was spotted by this man, dragged into the woods, defiled, and even became pregnant with a child.

The ancients were always honest. Encountering such a thing, the family can't tell the hardship, so they can only marry their daughter. So the Ling family had another poor man who suffered.

"Uncle said so, it seems that today's work mainly depends on you, you shouldn't drag everyone down, right?" Ling Muer looked at the cheap man opposite with cold eyes. "Everyone knows about our family's situation. My brother's leg was seriously injured, and he couldn't get out of bed after returning home yesterday. My brother is seriously ill and young, so we can't drag him here to do things, right? My mother has to take care of him. Brother. Since every household has to contribute, I am the only one here. Please take care of me, uncles and brothers."

Ling Mu'er would not say to them, 'I will definitely work hard and prove to you that my physical strength is not inferior to yours'. In that case, she is an idiot, right?

Such work should have been done by men. It's not bad that a little girl like her is willing to contribute. Besides, 50 villagers came today, and 20 of them are the lazy type. The remaining 30 people are willing to work, but they are all old or sick. How many of them are really able to work?

No wonder Ling Zixuan was so tired when he went back yesterday. I'm afraid he did a lot of work yesterday.

"Oh! I couldn't get out of bed when I went back yesterday!" Another person expressed dissatisfaction.

Seeing that person, Ling Muer's heart became even colder.

The rest of the village hadn't spoken yet, and it was these top-notch relatives who troubled her first.

I saw not only that bitch Ling Lin in the crowd, but also the second uncle's eldest son Ling Ziqing. It was Ling Ziqing who spoke just now.

In addition to them, there is the eldest uncle Ling Dajiang.

The eldest uncle Ling Dajiang is not young, but because there is no son in the family, he will help.

"Okay, okay." Li Zheng saw that the trouble was about the same, and stepped forward to smooth things over. He said to Ling Mu'er with a smile: "Girl Mu, you are a girl, so you don't need to do the work of moving the stones. You just need to dig those stones and clear the way."

After hearing Li Zheng's words, Ling Mu'er said calmly: "Li Zheng, the work of moving stones is really tiring, but I'm still young, so leave the heavy work to me! I don't want to be called our family's People don't want to contribute, so they sent a little girl who can't do anything. You don't have to take special care of me."

Ah! This old fox, what do you mean she won't be needed for the work of moving stones? Clearing roads with a hoe is not a light job, is it? When moving stones, she could at least choose the ones that could be moved, but it was not so easy to dig the road with a hoe. She has to maintain that strength and work non-stop for hours. She hasn't had breakfast yet, and she's very hungry now. Of course, people in this era are not used to eating breakfast. Recently, most of the villagers have been unable to open the pot. They eat at most two meals a day, and there is still too much water and little food.

Li Zheng heard Ling Muer's words, and a cold light of displeasure flashed in his eyes. He is used to being flattered, and no one has ever disobeyed his arrangements like this. This little girl's film really needs to be cleaned up. Let her speak hard now, and she will cry later.