In the afternoon, Qingshui Village was extremely quiet, only Xia Chan was singing non-stop.
Both Zhang Liehu and Zhang Goudan went to take a nap, and Yu Yuan washed clothes in the yard by himself.
This is the hottest time of summer, the sun is high in the sky, and there are invisible heat waves on the ground.
As punishment for breaking bowls and bowls, Yu Yuan was not allowed to eat, nor was he allowed to wash clothes in the shade.
He was punished to kneel in the middle of the yard, exposed to the scorching sun, and had to wash the dirty clothes of Orion and his son.
In the empty courtyard, there was only the sound of Yu Yuan washing clothes.
The wound hurt badly, blood flowed out again, mixed with sweat, wet the clothes, and stuck tightly to Yu Yuan's body.
Yu Yuan's face became paler, but his back was still straight.
Yan Mu looked at everything through the gap in the low wall, and felt distressed.
According to the setting in the book, Yu Yuan is only sixteen years old now.
A sixteen-year-old boy in modern times is happily going to school with his schoolbag on his back.
As for Yu Yuan, not to mention going to school, even food and clothing is a problem.
When making the character design, she just felt that it was very interesting to set Yu Yuan's counterattack from the bottom, so she deliberately made the character design miserable. At that time, she felt that, anyway, Yu Yuan would be an extremely human minister in the future, and even the emperor would respect him, and all the things he did when he was young were just to hone his mind.
Only now did she realize that the sentence she typed casually on the document was actually an indelible suffering in a teenager's life.
Even though Yu Yuan will be incomparably brilliant in the future, the injuries he suffered in the past are real.
Yan Mu held the yellow rice dumpling in his hand and stood there blankly for a long time.
The vegetable dumpling was secretly left by her. For this, she only ate half full at noon.
For the sake of Yu Yuan's handsome face, Yan Mu wanted to help Yu Yuan, but as the author, she knew Yu Yuan's temper very well.
It's not acceptable to hand the yellow rice dumpling directly to Yu Yuan. Given Yu Yuan's prickly temper, he probably won't accept it, and even suspect her of ulterior motives.
We must find a way to take into account the self-esteem of the teenager.
It's a pity that this body is so poor that Yan Mu's brain also slowed down.
She thought for a while but couldn't come up with a good solution, so she walked out of the courtyard slowly and lay down on the road.
"Ouch, it hurts, come quickly." Yan Mu shouted with his neck straight as if he was in pain from the fall.
She looked into the yard expectantly, but saw Yu Yuan washing his clothes indifferently, without even raising his head.
Could it be that her voice is too soft? Yu Yuan didn't hear it
Yan Mu hesitated for a moment, then turned up the volume a bit.
"Is there anyone? My leg may be broken, can any kind person help me?" Yan Mu squeezed out a few tears.
Her body was not good, and the two tears hanging on her slender eyelashes made Yan Mu look pale and pitiful.
Yu Yuan continued to scrub and wash his clothes, and after a while he slowly stood up.
Holding the wooden basin, he walked towards Yanmu.
Yan Mu's eyes lit up, and he looked at Yu Yuan eagerly.
From Yan Mu's perspective, only Yu Yuan's graceful jaw line and nostrils can be seen.
It is indeed a handsome face that is 100% in line with the author's aesthetics. Even with this ghostly animal perspective, Yan Mu finds Yu Yuan damn charming.
Yan Mu looked at Yu Yuan expectantly.
The breeze blew, lifting Yu Yuan's clothes, exposing the young man's thin and frail chest.
And the criss-cross scars on the chest.
The young man walked towards Yan Mu step by step, but stopped suddenly when he was about to step out of the courtyard.
Yu Yuan didn't even look at Yan Mu, he just poured dirty water on the dirt floor at the door, and then closed the door extremely indifferently.
…
Yan Mu was stunned.
She lay on the ground for a long time without recovering.
That's right, Yu Yuan's personality was extremely indifferent and autistic, and even a little distorted because of the villagers' rejection and Zhang Orion's abuse in the early stage.
Helpful words full of positive energy have nothing to do with Yu Yuan.
She must have lost her mind, but she actually expected Yu Yuan to be helpful.
Every other month, she would rely on Yu Yuan's kiss to continue her life. It has been half a month since she passed through, and her body is getting weaker and weaker, and it is imminent to kiss Yu Yuan and continue her life.
But when she saw Yu Yuan's indifferent look, she couldn't stop her headache.
With her small body, a forced kiss is impossible.
How on earth can she kiss Yu Yuan
Yan Mu sighed, and slowly got up from the ground.
Maybe it was because she had been exposed to the sun for a long time, the moment she got up she felt that her eyes were darkened, her head was dizzy, and she suddenly felt dizzy.
There was a snap.
She lost her balance and fell heavily to the ground.
This body is too sensitive to pain, before Yan Mu can react, tears have already flowed out first.
The severe pain rushed straight to Tianling Gai, Yan Mu almost passed out.
Yan Mu had never experienced such pain in her two lifetimes combined, she couldn't hold back, and actually cried out.
Damn, this body is too fragile!
She was cursing in her heart, sobbing and leaning on the wall to stand up.
My left leg hurts so bad I can't even lift it.
… It looked like her leg had literally broken.
Is this her retribution for lying and deceiving others
Yan Mu wiped away tears aggrievedly, and limped towards the house.
The yellow rice dumpling fell to the ground because of the fall just now.
Fortunately, it was wrapped with oil paper to isolate the dust on the ground.
Yu Yuan opened the door expressionlessly, staring thoughtfully at the yellow rice dumpling on the ground.
He knew who the person was just now.
The only daughter of the neighbor Yan's family was born weak and sickly, taking more medicine than food. The villagers often gossip behind their backs, discussing whether Yan Mu can live to be eighteen.
But even so, she is the only girl in the village who can go to a private school.
The girl's footsteps sounded from far to near, Yu Yuan lowered his eyes and closed the wooden door again.
"Hmph, if Yu Yuan doesn't want me to eat it myself."
The girl's angry voice came from outside the door, wet and somewhat aggrieved.
There was a rustling sound, presumably the rice ball was picked up.
"Oh, my leg hurts."
The girl took a deep breath, and her voice was tinged with tears again.
The sound of limping footsteps slowly walked away, followed by the sound of the wooden door closing.
Yu Yuan went back to the yard and hung the washed clothes on the clothesline.
There was a commotion in the small courtyard next door, and Father Yan's anxious voice of concern passed through the low wall and floated into Yu Yuan's ears.
He vaguely heard the words "Call the doctor", and then the wooden door next door was slammed open, and the man's panicked and hurried footsteps gradually faded away.
Yu Yuan lowered his head, looked at the cracked hands and was silent for a long time.
Because he often does heavy work, his hands are extraordinarily rough. Now that there are so many gaps, after being soaked in water, the wound turns white, and it seems that even the skin and flesh are turned out.
These hands are too ugly and hideous.
Yu Yuan closed his eyes, and hid his eyes-obstructing hands in his pockets.
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Father Yan went out to find the village doctor, and Yan Mu was ordered to lie on the bed.
Severe pain came from the left leg, and bursts of inspiration went straight to the sky. Yan Mu gasped in pain.
When in pain, the time passed extremely long, which made Yan Mu feel even more tormented.
Out of a sense of self-preservation, she closed her eyes and forced herself to sleep.
Perhaps because of his too weak body, Yan Mu's consciousness really blurred.
Waking up again, she heard father Yan talking to the village doctor.
"It's just a broken leg, it's not a big deal. But your daughter's physical condition is too poor. It was a disease that fell from her mother's womb. Now she can only be hanged with medicine, but it is impossible to cure it..." the village doctor sighed.
"I'm just this one daughter. If you think of a way, I'm willing to give you any amount of money." Father Yan's voice was a little choked up.
"It's not about the money, she won't live long with her current state... Whatever she wants, whatever she wants to eat, just give her." The village doctor said.
After saying this, there was no sound outside for a long time.
After a while, heavy footsteps sounded.
Hearing the sound of footsteps coming this way, Yan Mu quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
Father Yan walked outside the house, knocked on the door and said, "Girl, are you awake?"
In order to avoid Yan's father becoming suspicious, Yan Mu rubbed his eyes after he knocked three or four times, pretending to have just woken up, and replied with a nasal voice.
Father Yan heaved a sigh of relief and told Yan Mu to get up to see a doctor.
Yan Mu obediently responded, quickly dressed and got up.
The village doctor was a man in his forties, he took the pulse for a while, and only said that Yan Mu's qi and blood were out of balance, and he needed more exposure to the sun.
Yan Mu knew that it was the doctor coaxing her, but she didn't expose it, she just nodded her head obediently.
There is no pharmacy near Qingshui Village, only a village doctor.
Therefore, when the village doctor came to make a diagnosis, he always carried some commonly used medicines in the medicine box.
Seeing the doctor bowing his head to write the prescription, Yan Mu took advantage of Yan's father not paying attention to this place, and said to the village doctor in a low voice: "Well...excuse me, do you have any ointment for trauma?"
"Ointment?" The village doctor raised his head in surprise, "Are you injured?"
"It's a friend of mine." Yan Mu was a little embarrassed, "But I don't have any money, can I get credit first? When those chickens grow up, I'll send you two..."
Yan Mu blushed, twisted her fingers and lowered her head.
She was ready to be rejected by the village doctor.
Unexpectedly, the village doctor agreed to his request.
Yan Mu stood there in a daze, and she didn't react until the village doctor took out the ointment.
"That... please don't tell my father." Yan Mu struggled for a long time, but still said.
When she first made the character design, everyone in the village hated Yu Yuan and thought Yu Yuan was an ominous person.
If Father Yan also hates Yu Yuan...
To be on the safe side, Yan Mu thought it would be better not to let Father Yan know.
The village doctor only regarded her as someone who was about to die, and naturally responded to her requests.
After exchanging pleasantries with Father Yan for a while, he turned and left.
Looking at the ointment, Yan Mu felt a little joy in his heart.
She thought of the criss-cross wounds on Yu Yuan's body, and sighed softly.
She hid the ointment on her chest, it was obviously a small one, but Yan Mu felt it was very heavy
The author has something to say:
Yu Yuan: You all have fathers, but I don't have one.