Seeing that she was silent, Mr. Ye blinked her big eyes and her long eyelashes trembled. He guessed that she was thinking, so he smiled and said, "What are you thinking about, Fu Niu? Are you worried that Dr. Zhang will embarrass you?"
He used his elbow. Touch the little girl and comfort her, "Don't worry, I've already persuaded Doctor Zhang, he won't ask any more questions. If you don't want to say anything, just pretend to be stupid. You are only two years old, and no one can do anything to you, understand?" ?"
"Understood!" Jiayin nodded with a smile, moved closer, lay next to Mr. Ye's ear, and whispered, "Uncle, get better soon. I have prepared two good things for you. Keep them for you."
"Really? I'm injured and I still need a gift." Mr. Ye narrowed his eyes with a smile and didn't care. He thought the little girl was thinking about some gadgets again, so he said, "Okay, uncle will be fine soon."
Yi An wrinkled her little nose, guessing what he was thinking, and made up her mind to give him a big surprise and impress him.
Although Mr. Ye's fever subsided and he could eat, he was seriously injured and fell asleep again after a while.
Jiayin yawned and wandered around the courtyard for a while, leaning on his side and snoring together.
The village chief and others finally came in to take a look, but then left without saying a word.
As dusk fell, Broken Gold Beach also ushered in a rare moment of quiet.
Most of the guests in the valley have left, and the remaining ones have had their dinner, leaving a few people to take care of them, so there is no need to worry.
The village is brightly lit, and every household is busy cooking and eating, making it very lively.
The millet brought back from the fields is put into the granary without threshing. In this way, it is stored for a long time, and there is no fear of insects and rot for two or three years.
When we were in Qingshui Village, everyone borrowed sorghum from the Li family to save their lives. They had been thinking about repaying the debt, but now they had a chance.
During the day, the village chief made the decision, and half of the millet was given to the Li family to pay off the debt, which was guaranteed to be only a little more.
Li Laoer, on behalf of the Li family, accepted it.
In fact, every family is not short of this little food, especially the Li family.
But it is easy to borrow and repay, and it is not difficult to borrow again. The promises you have made must be fulfilled!
Each family was also happy, and they started grinding some of the remaining millet, and each family divided two or three kilograms to eat freshly.
The mountainous land was newly reclaimed, and fruit trees were planted. The soil was not fertile enough, so the millet grown was not very good, but it was always the first good harvest in the village.
Tonight, everyone cooked millet porridge, washed a few sweet potatoes, peeled them and cut them into pieces, threw them into the millet porridge pot, and cooked them together until they were thoroughly cooked. They were sweet, soft and glutinous, and the elderly and children loved to eat them.
After dinner, the men on duty put on thicker clothes, carried hatchets, joined their companions, and began to patrol around.
It turned out that old men like Uncle Zhao were responsible for keeping watch at night in the village.
But in the past few days, the Marquis was injured and assassinated, and everyone was worried that someone might do harm to the Marquis. Therefore, the more than 30 young men in the village were divided into four shifts, and the two shifts were switched every night for night patrols.
Mr. Liu and Mr. Li were each in charge for a day. It was Mr. Li's turn tonight, but Mr. Liu couldn't sleep at the moment, so he also walked around.
When they were tired from walking, everyone lit a bonfire at the entrance of the village, burned sweet potatoes and chatted.
The autumn night is not too cold, but it is also very cool. There is a bonfire lighting up, and everyone is very relaxed. They talk about cleaning up the fields and rushing to plant a crop of autumn vegetables to store them for the winter.
Li Laosi took out a sweet potato, stood up and said, "Fu Niu may not be sleeping yet, I'll give her one."
Liu Biaotou responded, "Let's see if Mr. Ye is feeling better and if there is anything he wants to eat. " "
I know, Mr. Ye probably can't be hungry. Hongying made chicken soup and noodles at night."
Just as she was talking, several horses suddenly ran over in the distance, and everyone immediately grabbed the hatchets. When they started their defensive formation, someone immediately rushed over and went straight to Li Laosi.
Li Laosi swung his knife, but the man dodged and kicked him in the chest.
Li Laosi grabbed the man's ankles and threw him out. Liu Biaotou stepped forward to meet him. He seized the opportunity and slashed at him with a knife. Seeing that the man couldn't dodge, someone else immediately pounced on him.
Two against two, the two sides hit each other for a while.
Liu Biaotou is good at martial arts, but his strength is not as good as Li Laosi.
Li Laosi's martial arts moves are poor, but his strength can make up for his shortcomings.
The rest of the villagers carried hatchets and stood behind them. Even though their faces turned pale with shock, they did not take a step back.
It took a long time, at least dozens of rounds.
A majestic voice said, "Okay, retreat."
The two unfamiliar men in black stopped their moves and quickly retreated.
Another person came forward, and everyone could see clearly through the firelight that it was Ye Shan.
"Boss Liu, Mr. Li, everything is a misunderstanding. A noble person is here to visit our young master. Please make it convenient for you."
Mr. Li and Mr. Liu stared at Ye Shan coldly, weighing the truth of his words. .
The two people just now are very skilled. What if Ye Shan betrays and they lead the wolf into the house and bring danger to Mr. Ye!
It was obvious that Ye Shan was also aware of their concerns, and he added, "The noble man is from the new capital, and the young master also knows about it, so you can rest assured."
Li Laosi and Liu Biaotou looked at each other, thought for a while, and then said, "Then dismount, We will escort you there."
It is said to be an escort, but in fact it is an escort.
The two of them brought the villagers, surrounded five or six people and Ye Shan, and slowly walked into the village and arrived at the Ye family yard.
There were five or six people coming, all dressed in black clothes and black trousers for the night. There was only one person wearing a blue brocade gown and a curtain hat to cover his face. It was obvious that he was the one who made the decision.
Li Laosi signaled Liu Biaotou to leave the men in black outside, and he personally led the man and Ye Shan into the house.
Ye Shan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He wanted to explain a few words, but the man in the brocade gown waved his hand.
Mr. Ye and Jiayin slept all afternoon and didn't feel sleepy at the moment.
Jiayin took a fruit, dug out the pulp with a spoon, and fed it to Mr. Ye.
She was a child and didn't have much strength in her hands. In the end, what she put into Mr. Ye's mouth was not wasted.
Mrs. Li and Dongmei were sitting on one side doing needlework. Mr. Ye couldn't cover the wound too much, but he couldn't lie down naked all the time, as it would easily get cold to his shoulders.
So, the two of them thought about sewing a backless middle coat.
Jiayin thought of the styles that young girls liked in her previous life. In this time and space, Mr. Ye, a military prince, was the first to try them on.
She couldn't help but giggle. She managed to scoop up a little bit of pulp with the spoon in her hand, and poked it at Mr. Ye's nose.
Mr. Ye didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Just when he was about to push the spoon away, Mr. Li "escorted" Ye Shan and the guests in.
Mr. Ye glanced at the figure of the visitor and was startled. He wanted to get up but endured it.
Li Laosi asked immediately, "Master, Ye Shan said that this person is here to visit you?"
Mr. Ye nodded and smiled, "Don't worry, I know this person, he is indeed an honored guest."
Li Laosi then relaxed. He took a breath, felt a little embarrassed, scratched the back of his head, and bowed to the guest.
"I'm sorry, noble man. Mr. Ye is injured, so... we have to be more careful."
The man clasped his hands behind his back and just nodded without speaking, nor did he take off his hat.
Even so, everyone couldn't help but feel awe at this man's majesty.
This must be a high-ranking person, otherwise there would not be such pressure.
Li Laosi and Ye Shan retreated.