Yu Su hesitated for a moment, using his uninjured hand to rub the back of Yu Zhou's head and asked him, "Do you want to come with me?"
Yu Zhou lifted his head, looked at Yu Su with his pair of thin, frameless big eyes, and then nodded.
Although Yu Zhou didn't speak, Yu Su could see the concern hidden in the child's eyes. He knew that Yu Zhou wanted to accompany him out of worry, but if Yu Zhou left, who would take care of Jian Yunchuan?
Yu Su looked at Jian Yunchuan, who was putting his fingers in his mouth, biting his fingers while laughing at him. It was a kind of malicious laughter, as if he harbored some hostility towards Yu Su.
Yu Su knew why. It was because of the hemp rope tied to Jian Yunchuan. During the day, when the original owner followed the gathering team to the mountains, he couldn't stay at home to take care of Jian Yunchuan. Since Yu Zhou was still young and couldn't watch over Jian Yunchuan, the original owner had to use a hemp rope to tie him up to prevent Jian Yunchuan from wandering around.
Jian Yunchuan, despite being simple-minded, held grudges and knew who tied him up.
Yu Su felt a headache. In the past few days, he had also noticed that Jian Yunchuan's condition, strictly speaking, wasn't idiocy; he just had the intelligence of a three-year-old child and still understood some basic logic.
"Dad, I'm taking my little brother to find the village head. Can you wait for me and my brother at home?" Yu Su crouched down, speaking to Jian Yunchuan in a coaxing tone, trying to make him obedient.
Jian Yunchuan was unhappy, pulled his fingers out, and shouted, "No, no!"
Jian Yunchuan was like a temperamental child, completely uncommunicative. Helpless, Yu Su could only go into the house and see if there was anything he could find for Jian Yunchuan to play with. He had played with relatives' children before. At the age of three, children were curious about everything. Give them a toy, and they could play by themselves for half a day. However, he didn't know if Jian Yunchuan, this abnormally three-year-old "baby," would be willing to sit down and play.
But when he entered the house, Yu Su felt a trace of despair. This was a true example of having nothing at home.
The earthen wall and thatched structure of the house weren't narrow, but it had no windows, making the lighting dim. The middle of the room was a sunken pit with ashes from firewood at the bottom. A wooden frame was set up over the pit, hanging a clay pot, which the whole family used for meals.
There wasn't much furniture, and the only luxury was a wooden plank bed. Due to the original owner's severe injury, the village witch doctor said he couldn't sleep close to the ground. So, the village head arranged a rudimentary wooden bed for him. Otherwise, he would sleep on a pile of thatch.
Apart from that, there were miscellaneous items piled in the corner of the wall. Two pottery jars containing pickled vegetables, several chipped pottery bowls, some dried herbs and mushrooms in a useless broken bamboo basket, and a few withered wild vegetables collected by the original owner. Following that were some miscellaneous items and tools gathered by the original owner: a rudimentary bamboo basket, a pointed spear used as a snake beater, and a stone knife.
Two big words, poverty, were stamped on Yu Su's forehead.
Yu Su stood at the door for a long time before mustering the courage to step back into this room where he had lain for two days. With the attitude of trying everything, he checked everything to find something more valuable, and surprisingly, he did find something.
One was an iron piece only two fingers wide, and the other was the dried herbs.
From the original owner's memory, Yu Su learned that the iron piece belonged to Jian Yunchuan. Jian Yunchuan was picked up by the original owner's mother, Lady Yu, and at that time, Jian Yunchuan was severely injured and unconscious. The only thing to identify his identity was this piece of iron. He knew that his name was Jian Yunchuan. Over the years, Jian Yunchuan had no memory due to a head injury, and only this name belonged to his past.
Yu Su guessed that Jian Yunchuan's identity was not simple. Not to mention anything else, the name was quite different. Without some background and culture, how could one come up with such a name?
The original owner obviously attached great importance to this item, or else he wouldn't have hidden it in a pottery jar.
Yu Su thought for a moment and placed it back in the pottery jar.
Even if Jian Yunchuan's identity was not simple, now was not the time to investigate this matter.
He focused on the discovered herbs.
At first, he didn't recognize what these herbs were, but after careful identification, he was pleasantly surprised. Yu Su had never told anyone that not only did he have high comprehension, but he also had an excellent memory. For example, he clearly remembered a low-level spirit herb called Purple Cloud, recorded in the "Herb Encyclopedia." This spirit herb could quickly restore vitality and was a material for refining low-level Vitality Restoration Pills.
And now, among these dried herbs, there was Purple Cloud!
Although the current conditions didn't allow him to refine any pills, medicinal soup could be considered.
He remembered that when Purple Cloud was combined with another herb called Sweet Raven, it could be brewed into medicinal soup. Not only could it quickly restore vitality, but it also had a significant effect on recovering from injuries. If he could find Sweet Raven, the injuries on his body could quickly recover.
Yu Su excitedly searched through the remaining herbs but was disappointed in the end. There was only Purple Cloud, and Sweet Raven was missing. It made sense because Purple Cloud appeared here because it could restore vitality, in other words, help people regain physical strength. Many people in Yu Village kept some Purple Cloud. When they lacked energy to work, they would chew on some to recover strength and continue working.
Sweet Raven, on the other hand, was not a necessary herb. If taken alone, its medicinal properties were too strong and could harm the body.
Unlike the future's in-depth research on spells, herbs, and the like, during the primitive era, most people had a very basic and crude understanding of herbs. Just by the fact that the village doctor was also the shaman, it's evident that the shamans hadn't separated, and there wasn't a complete system of spells.
Regrettably, Yu Su placed Zi Yun back, only picking one to chew on to regain some strength.
Since he couldn't find anything to pacify Jian Yunchuan, he couldn't take Yu Zhou with him. Someone had to accompany Jian Yunchuan. Although he was bound and had a lame foot, he was tall and strong. If he went berserk, who knew what might happen.
The persuading target changed. Yu Su squatted in front of Yu Zhou, telling him that he needed to find the village chief to treat his injured hand. Someone had to stay home and take care of Jian Yunchuan, asking him to wait for his return.
Yu Zhou seemed to understand. He looked at the bound Jian Yunchuan, then back at Yu Su, nodding vigorously.
He was so obedient that Yu Su couldn't help but feel sorry, raising his hand to rub his head again.
Yu Su left the house, heading towards the direction of the village chief's house from the original owner's memory. Yu Su's house was in a remote corner of Yu Village, with two relatively close neighbors. Passing by the right-side neighbor's simple fence, a large thatched-roof earthen house, Yu Su saw two radish-like heads quickly running back into the house.
Yu Su: "..."
The commotion from his fight with Yu Xiong must have been noticeable, and these two little rascals probably thought of him as a fearsome beast.
This family was also unfortunate. The male head died early, and the two children were raised solely by their mother, You Yu Shi. She was also a member of the gathering team and was familiar with the original owner, often going out together. At this time, she should be out gathering, leaving only the two children at home.