Quick travel: The poor little thing in the period novel strikes back

“Wuwuwuwuwu…wuwuwuwu…”

She said she went to the river to catch fish, but Shi Yan couldn't say anything, so she could only cry.

"Don't cry! I didn't say anything."

"Okay, don't cry. I won't feed the wolves anymore. I won't ask you any more questions. Don't cry, don't cry. If others see this, they will think I am bullying you!"

Zhao Ze really didn't expect that he, the bully of Taohua Village, would be forced to apologize and speak soft words by a female comrade who was not even as tall as him.

"Yes, my basin."

"Okay, wait here, I'll bring it up for you, and we'll go back quickly."

In the end, Zhao Ze washed and hung up the clothes and sheets, while Shi Yan kept her distance and boiled medicine in the corner outside the house, without saying a single extra word to Zhao Ze.

...........

"Brother Ze, why are you here so late? Didn't we agree to go up the mountain to check for traps this morning?"

After leaving Shi Yan's house, Zhao Ze went to the back mountain with a sullen face. Before he reached the foot of the mountain, he saw 4-5 young men in their twenties, standing or squatting waiting at the foot of the mountain. When they saw Zhao Ze coming, they hurried to greet him.

"What are you looking at? It's so hot. You're running up the mountain in broad daylight. Are you trying to kill me with the heat?"

As he spoke, Zhao Ze kicked the tree trunk in annoyance.

"Brother Ze, how about we go to town? Didn't we save some money last time we sold game? How about we go for a meal?"

Someone else made a suggestion.

"A meal? That's just a small amount of money. With so many of us, we can walk for an hour to the town to get a meal of white flour buns."

When Zhao Ze said this, he actually saw some of his younger brothers swallowing their saliva and sneer unconsciously.

"Look at your potential."

Shuanzi: "Brother Ze, why don't we go fishing in the river? It's cool and there's food to eat, or go to the air-raid shelter..."

Shuanzi didn't finish his words, but he stretched out his index finger and thumb and rubbed them together. This action, coupled with Shuanzi's somewhat obscene expression, added a charming atmosphere.

"Go to hell! Can you please talk properly?"

"Let's go to the air-raid shelter. I don't want to go down to the river again today."

The air-raid shelter of Taohua Village is located halfway up the mountain behind. Although climbing the mountain is still hard, the air-raid shelter is very cool in the summer and you won’t sweat even if you stay there for a whole day.

After they arrived at the place, they dug in the deepest part of the ground and found an iron box. When they opened the box, they found a deck of poker inside.

A few people returned to the cave entrance and started playing cards in the sunlight from outside.

Zhao Ze was playing cards with his younger brothers in a depressed mood, while Shi Yan, after feeding Liang Zhi the painkillers, sat at the door of the house to alter her clothes.

The clothes that the Liang family brought were all Wang Qiuhong's old clothes. Each piece was loose and large, so it was no problem to alter them to make them suitable for Shi Yan. Only a few pieces of clothes were too badly worn out to be altered, so Shi Yan simply turned them into curtains. The curtains had wrinkles, and it was not possible to tell where they were worn out.

After concentrating on the work at hand all day, Shi Yan even refused when Aunt Liu from next door came to invite her over for dinner. But the final result was gratifying. She now had clothes that fit her, and the originally shabby house was given a touch of life because of the floral curtains.

Shi Yan had a simple dinner. Now she had not started to grow vegetables, nor went up the mountain to hunt game. She could only wash the medicine jars and use them to cook porridge. As for Liang Zhi lying on the bed, he was a living dead hanging by supernatural powers. It would take supernatural powers to dissolve the medicine she fed him, because Liang Zhi himself could no longer digest anything.

He apologized to Liang Zhi again in his heart and decided to hold on for another week so that Liang Zhi could rest in peace.

A week is neither long nor short, but a small vegetable plot and a medicinal field have been marked out in the corners of the courtyard where Shi Yan lives, and roses with vines have been planted beside the wall. Whenever Aunt Liu is free these two days, she will run to Shi Yan's courtyard and chat with her.

"Alas, who would have thought that this place was like a ruin a few days ago, and it didn't look like a habitable place at all."

Aunt Liu said with some sigh.

"Life has to go on. A better environment will make you feel better."

Shi Yan seemed to be chatting with Aunt Liu, but in fact she had been using her supernatural powers to keep an eye on Liang Zhi in the house. She did not input supernatural powers into Liang Zhi at noon today. According to her calculations, Liang Zhi should have gone to where he should go by evening today.

Sure enough, the person who was originally breathing weakly but steadily, suddenly began to breathe rapidly, and then his breathing rate gradually slowed down, and finally disappeared.

"Aunt, it's time. I'll feed Brother Zhi the medicine first, and we'll continue later."

Aunt Liu watched Shi Yan carry the bowl of medicine into the house. After a while, the sound of the bowl and spoon falling to the ground was heard, followed by Shi Yan's shrill scream.

"What's wrong, Xiaolian? What happened?"

"Aunt, Aunt, Brother Zhi, Brother Zhi... wuwuwuwu..."

Aunt Liu: "Child, don't cry. I'll ask the village doctor to take another look. If it's really gone, don't worry. Auntie will take care of everything for you."

Shi Yan was very clear about Liang Zhi's situation. For the next process, all Shi Yan had to do was cry. She was busy for three days and three nights, and her eyes were swollen like walnuts. When no one walked in the yard anymore, Shi Yan became the young widow who lost her man at a young age in the eyes of the villagers.

As Liang Zhi had just passed away the previous year, Shi Yan, a widow, was not allowed to visit other people’s homes. Liang Zhi had died of illness, and the young wives in the village felt that it was unlucky and did not dare to come to chat. The only guest who could come to Shi Yan’s courtyard was Aunt Liu from next door.

Without Liang Zhi's restraint at home, Shi Yan carried her newly woven basket and went to the back mountain on her own. When she met villagers on the way, the villagers could only nod from a distance and leave by a detour to avoid suspicion, which saved Shi Yan a lot of acting effort.

The mountain road was not easy to walk on. Shi Yan climbed to the halfway point in one breath. She was so tired that she stopped to catch her breath. After standing for a while, she heard faint voices of people talking. She used her special abilities slightly to hear clearly what those people were saying.

"One 3"

'A bomb'

"..."

Knowing that someone was playing cards on the mountain, Shi Yan was not curious at all. It was not until she heard a familiar voice that Shi Yan became interested and decided to go over for a chance encounter.

So when Zhao Ze was bored and playing cards with his younger brothers, a soft female voice suddenly appeared. It was like a natural sound, but it scared Zhao Ze so much that he shivered.

"What are you doing?"

"Sister-in-law, why are you here on the mountain?"

Zhao Ze stuffed the cards in his hand into the arms of his younger brother, brushed off the dust on his body, walked out of the air-raid shelter and came to Shi Yan.