Yang lay on the bedside, holding Ling Ziyu and crying loudly.
Ling Zixuan stood there wiping tears. Seeing Ling Mu'er, he said sadly: "Mu'er, you came back just in time, let's see my brother off for the last time! My brother is leaving us."
Ling Muer looked at the child who was all red. His expression is so painful. She turned and went back to the kitchen, hurriedly washed the herbs she found, and then boiled the medicine.
Now she doesn't care about handling it carefully, she can only lower his temperature first. She doesn't know how to use ancient things, but the memory of the original owner is still there, and she skillfully lights the fire to boil the medicine.
After a while, the medicine was ready, so she got some ice and snow to enter the door, put the medicine on it and chilled it for a while. It didn't take long to maintain a temperature that can be taken orally.
"Mother..." The "Mother" was called out, a little awkward, and the voice was very stiff. But after calling out, she found that there was nothing difficult. "Mother, step aside, I'll feed my little brother medicine. I found some herbs in the mountains just now, and my little brother will be fine after drinking it."
Yang shi cried bitterly, how could she listen to Ling Muer's words? She whimpered and called Ling Ziyu's nickname: "August...mother's August..."
Ling Ziyu was born in August, so he was nicknamed August.
Ling Zixuan looked at Ling Muer suspiciously, frowned and said, "Little sister, you went up the mountain just now? It's such a cold day, and you haven't eaten for a few days, how can you go up the mountain?"
"I've gone down the mountain safely, brother don't scold me. You help mother away first, I'll feed my little brother medicine." Ling Mu'er said calmly: "My little brother just has a fever right now, and his life is not in danger. If you delay any longer, That would be really hopeless."
"Mother..." Ling Zixuan helped Yang Shi up. "Let's listen to my little sister."
Yang's mind was blank, he couldn't hear anything, he couldn't see anything. All she knew was that her younger son was in danger and was about to leave her. Ling Zixuan helped her up, but she let him support her. She cried her own, isolating everything outside.
Ling Muer helped Ling Ziyu up. As soon as she touched his skin, it was really hot. He is still so hot in such a cold weather outside, which shows how seriously ill he is.
She picked up the medicine bowl and fed him to drink. He has been hungry for several days, and now as long as there is something for him to eat, he can eat anything. He gulped and almost choked himself. Fortunately, Ling Mu'er took away the bowl from time to time and asked him to stop for a while, so that he didn't choke.
After crying for a while, Yang finally regained some sense. Seeing what Ling Mu'er was doing, she choked up and said, "Mu'er, where did you find the medicine?"
Ling Muer knew that she didn't listen to what she said just now, so she repeated it again.
When Yang heard that she had gone up the mountain, she cried even more sadly. She didn't blame her. At this time, as long as there is any hope, they are going to try their luck. She also didn't ask why she knew these herbs. At this time, what they wanted to know more was Ling Ziyu's life and death. Others are not so important.
Ling Muer went back to the kitchen, boiled some hot water and brought it over for Ling Ziyu to wipe his body.
Yang Shi and Ling Zixuan were by the side. Ling Zixuan supported Ling Ziyu and helped Ling Muer.
"Retired." Yang touched Ling Ziyu's forehead and said excitedly, "Retired. Mu'er, you are really a lucky star."
"It's fine if you retire." Ling Mu'er was not good at expressing emotions. Seeing that Mrs. Yang was so happy, she raised the corners of her mouth and smiled faintly.
"Your clothes are still wet. And your feet..." Ling Zixuan saw that Ling Mu'er was barefoot, her feet were red and swollen, and there were many scratches on them.
Yang looked down, and the tears that had just stopped flowed down again. She turned around and entered the room, rummaged through the box and found a piece of clothing from it. She returned to Ling Ziyu's room with her clothes and sewing kit. Seeing that she was going to cut clothes, Ling Muer quickly stopped her.
"Mother, what are you doing? Isn't this my little brother's clothes?" Ling Muer asked.
"Your brother is still young, you don't need to go out, you can stay under the quilt all the time. You don't have shoes now, how will you live this winter?" Yang said stiffly: "It's okay, it will be fine."
Ling Mu'er still wanted to stop her, but Yang Shi had already reluctantly cut her clothes. She took Yang's hand and said, "Come with me."
Yang was puzzled. Ling Muer dragged her to the kitchen. When she saw the hares and pheasants in the basket, her eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.
"Where did this come from?" Yang asked tremblingly.
"I went to the mountain just now, and I happened to meet them coming out to look for food. They should be cold too! So I can't run fast. I chased them and caught them. I also found some mushrooms, which can be used for stewing later Chicken." Ling Muer pointed to the bunch of mushrooms on the ground.
"God bless." Yang clasped his hands together. "God must have heard my prayer, that's why he gave food to Mu'er, and saved our family's life with Mu'er's hand."
Ling Mu'er thought in her heart: God is very busy, how can I have time to take care of these things?
Ling Zixuan heard the voice here, came over and asked: "What's the matter? The little brother is no longer on fire, why are you crying again?"
"Xuanzi, come and see." Yang's eyes glowed, pointing to the prey in the basket, he said happily: "Mu'er went up the mountain and found the prey. Our family is saved. Mu'er is really good."
Ling Muer had never been praised like this before, and felt a little embarrassed. She has always done well as she should. The elders would not praise her, and her parents would not praise her either.
Yang patted Ling Mu'er's face tenderly, and said distressedly: "It's been hard. Let's get through this. When your father comes back, everything will be fine."
"Yeah." Ling Muer nodded. "Will be fine."
"If you bring it to the city, you can definitely exchange it for some silver. Although it is not much, if you buy cornmeal or sorghum noodles, you can eat them for half a month!" Ling Zixuan said.
"Now the road is blocked by heavy snow, your father can't come back, and we can't go out. We can only eat this food." Yang looked at the chicken and rabbit in front of her distressedly. She thought for a while and said suddenly: "This chicken is so big, let's eat it in three days! These wild vegetables can also be eaten for three days. In this way, we can last for six days. This rabbit is alive and kicking, let's raise it first .”
"The rabbit also needs to eat, what shall we feed it?" Ling Zixuan said in a dilemma. "Why don't we eat the rabbit and leave the chicken? The chicken can also eat worms. At worst, I'll dig the worms in the ground for it to eat. If it's a rabbit, it's hard to take care of it."
"This..." Yang was in a dilemma. According to the current market, rabbits can be sold at a better price. However, as Ling Zixuan said, chickens are easier to take care of.
"We have been starving for a few days, and our bodies are almost unable to hold on. There is still a long time in this winter, and it is impossible not to have a little bit of meat. Whether it is rabbit or chicken, let's keep it for ourselves! Mountain landslides, no one I don’t know when the road will be accessible. If this continues, the food for the villagers will also be cut off. By then, more people will venture to the mountains to find food.”
Ling Mu'er saw that both mother and son were tempted for immediate benefit, without thinking about long-term plans, so she carefully analyzed the situation for them.
Both Yang Shi and Ling Zixuan are not fools. They have been hungry for too long, and they are happy to see such precious food. They only want to buy more food with money, but forget the current predicament. Ling Muer's words shattered their illusions. They have to face up to the current difficult situation. If the villagers have nothing to eat, there will be chaos. Before that, they have to plan well. Rabbits can't stay, and neither can chickens. Chickens can crow, and rabbits can easily run out. So, it's best to kill them all and find a place to hide and eat them slowly.
"Mu'er is right. Xuanzi, you killed the chickens and rabbits. We can't take care of them, so don't take care of them. If they starve for a few more days, they will become thinner." Yang immediately made a decision. "Besides, we're almost overwhelmed. Let's make some chicken soup now. We need to maintain our strength in such a cold weather."
"Okay." Ling Zixuan nodded quickly. "I'll deal with it now."
"Mu'er, don't take risks on the mountain. Even if you want to go, I will go with your brother. You are lucky this time, and you won't be so lucky next time." Yang urged with red eyes.
Ling Mu'er wanted to say that she has no strength now, as long as she is given a bite to eat, she will soon be alive and well. Although this body is thin, it is not a good seedling for martial arts. But as long as she imposes exercises and develops her body, she can always have the same flexibility as in the previous life. Besides, she has medical skills. As long as you give her herbs, you can improve your physique.
Speaking of medical skills, she thought of the family god ring that she recognized as the master in her previous life. There is a space inside the god ring, and herbs can be planted in it. She looked at her finger just now, and she could see a pattern there. Only she can see that pattern. In the past, once she touched that pattern, she could enter the ring space. Only this time she couldn't get in.
If there is space for the ring, why is it so troublesome? She directly threw chickens and rabbits into the space to raise them, and maybe they could give birth to chicks and rabbits.
"Mother, I used to go to the mountains with my brother to play, and I know the situation there very well. Besides, I didn't go deep, so I went around outside. In a few days, the villagers will eat up all the food, and they will definitely fight here." The idea of a mountain. At that time, if we want to find something to eat, it may be harder than climbing to the sky. We should take this opportunity to collect more food." Ling Muer said.
"But..." Yang was worried and wanted to refute her words. Ling Muer interrupted her.
"You don't understand the environment on this mountain like I do. In addition, although my brother has cooled down, he still needs to be recuperated. He is also very dependent on you, and he will cry if he doesn't see you. You can't go out anymore. We almost lost my brother just now. Now my brother Your safety is the most important thing to us." Ling Muer gave her another dose of heavy medicine.
