"..."

Clear laughter rang out, and these dozen scarecrows looked like the legendary elves in the mountains.

Seeing this scene, Wei Yi raised his hand and knocked on the pillar next to him:

"Dong dong dong~"

The sound is relatively dull.

But it instantly attracted the attention of a dozen little scarecrows.

Seeing these dozen little guys staring at him one by one, Wei Yi smiled slightly at them, and then said:

"This is not the time for you to come out and play."

"Did you see those people?"

"Go and save those who should be saved, lest they become bored with this world full of life."

Following Wei Yi's instructions, more than a dozen plumes of smoke came out of his body in an instant and fell into the scarecrow.

Just the next moment.

The scarecrows turned into white smoke one by one and disappeared at the intersection.

Seeing this scene, Wei Yi nodded, and then he looked at the intersection where the old man and the young man just walked.

One step is ten feet long, as if the ground has shrunk into an inch.

After a while, I followed the path they took and caught up with them.

…

the other side.

Mr. Huang supported his son who had tuberculosis and walked step by step across the streets until he came to his slightly dilapidated house.

Originally, it was difficult for a widow to live with her son since he was a child.

In addition, my son has tuberculosis.

This is nothing short of a bolt from the blue!

Fortunately, after his son became a scholar, he still had a few buckets of rice and a few loads of firewood every year. Otherwise, the couple would have starved to death long ago.

However, on their way back, passing by each door, they saw and heard someone pointing at them:

"Look at the grown-up child that a widow has brought...she may have done some evil..."

"...That's right. Otherwise, how could a good person get tuberculosis? He is just like a tuberculosis ghost."

"This family... tsk tsk tsk tsk..."

"..."

In the past, when Huang heard the discussions behind the scenes, she would go up to argue with them and scold them fiercely.

But now she's used to it.

She had already seen through the ferocious faces of these eight wives.

When they were raising their children alone, they wanted to keep the price as low as possible when washing their clothes.

On the surface, I feel pity for her.

In essence, he was bullying her because she didn't have a man in her family, and she still had to drag such a big child.

When the children grew up and were admitted as scholars, the faces of these people changed one by one.

Everyone has a smile on their face and looks like an amiable person.

However, ever since it was known that Huang Bai had tuberculosis and that he might not be saved, those people in the past had intensified their insults one by one.

I can't wait to turn the two of them into the dirtiest dirt down there.

In fact, even Huang Bai, a talented scholar, was now regarded as a scumbag in their mouths.

It has become a thing for male thieves and female prostitutes.

Ignoring them, he opened the dilapidated door, supported his son, and walked into the room.

even.

The piece of steamed bun in his hand was still dripping with blood.

She cherished this piece of steamed bun very much.

Because this is her last glimmer of hope after treating her children for the past two years.

Let Huang Bai sit down and pour another cup of warm water:

"Son, please rest for a while."

"Mom, I will boil some medicine for you right now. After taking the medicine, your illness will be cured~"

When facing Huang Bai, Huang is always so gentle.

After coughing a few times and taking a sip of water to suppress it, Huang Bai softly spoke in a hoarse voice:

"Okay, mother... you go."

"I'll just sit here and wait for you to cook the medicine."

Seeing this, Mrs. Huang walked towards the drafty kitchen in the courtyard with confidence.

Just as she put the stove on the pot and put in the water, before putting the medicinal ingredients in it, Mrs. Huang suddenly heard someone knocking at the door.

"Dong dong dong~"

Hearing this voice, Huang quickly walked out of the small kitchen and walked towards the door.

Go to the door.

She looked towards the door like this.

I only saw an old beggar who was about to faint from hunger and collapsed in front of his house.

"Oh, uncle, what's wrong with you!"

Seeing this scene, she quickly went up and helped the old beggar up.

He didn't care at all about the shabby clothes on the beggar's body, and he seemed to be indifferent to the stench on his body.

At this moment, the old beggar finally regained his composure, and heard him keep shouting:

"Water...water..."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Huang quickly walked to the kitchen and took out a ladle of water.

Then I poured it into him slowly.

Finally, after drinking water, the old beggar seemed to have calmed down.

Seeing that he was a little weak, he prayed to Mr. Huang in front of him:

"Sister, I haven't eaten for two days. I wonder if you can give me a whole meal at home."

"It doesn't have to be too good."

"As long as I can fill my stomach and not starve to death, I will be satisfied."

Seeing this scene, Huang did not refuse, but just helped the old beggar up, and then said:

"Old man, please rest here."

"If you ask for money, our family may not have much money, and we still have one or two mouths to eat."

"It's just some wild vegetable pancakes. I hope you don't dislike them too much."

"Our house is surrounded by walls of lay people. You, the old man, have also seen it. It is indeed true. There is nothing else to eat."

As she spoke, she pointed at the dilapidated house.

The old beggar took a closer look and realized, my dear, the windows in this house are somewhat broken and there are cracks in the walls.

That is simply a dangerous house!

With things like this, the rats probably wouldn't want to come to his house to steal anything.

In the entire courtyard, only the smell of medicinal herbs accumulated over the years seems to be worth that much money.

However, the old beggar did not dislike it and just said:

"Wherever I can, I'll be satisfied if I can have something to eat. Kind-hearted people like big girls are rare these days."

After hearing what the old beggar said, Huang said:

"No matter who has a kind heart or not, I will always help if I can."

"No one is in trouble yet."

"If you, the old man, ask me for money, I will definitely turn around and leave, locking you out."

Hearing this, the old beggar couldn't help but smile, and Mrs. Huang couldn't help but laugh.
To be continued...