The dead general was kidnapped by his husband and taken to farm.

A prescription and some medicine powder cost ten copper coins in total. After paying the copper coins, Doctor Wang left.

Huang Fugui saw that there was nothing for him to do and if he didn't go to help all morning, he would definitely be beaten by his father when he came back, so he decided to leave.

Jiang Shian thought of the doctor that Aunt Huang had just paid for, and handed four copper coins to Huang Fugui, saying, "Remember to give these three to your mother, and the other one is the errand fee that Brother An gave you. Don't be greedy, kid. If I find out, I will spank you and never let you come to my house to play again."

Huang Fugui's eyes widened. He just ran an errand. He was already very satisfied to get a piece of cake. Why did he have to take a copper coin? The three coins were given by A Niang to Brother Shi An. He couldn't take this one.

He kept waving his hands, his chubby cheeks trembling, "I can't accept it. I didn't help at all. Besides, the money was taken by my mother. Brother Shi An, if you want to pay it back, you can do it yourself. I won't help you."

After saying that, he pulled up his trouser waist and ran away.

Jiang Shian stood there, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. This kid looked young and chubby, but also quite clever.

When I returned to the room, the man was still sleeping on the bed, covered with a quilt, and his clothes were on the floor.

Jiang Shian placed the jade on the bedside, picked up the clothes and threw them into the basin. When the person woke up, he let him wash himself.

The medicine had been taken and he had nothing else to do for the time being, so he went about his own business.

Today he had plenty of time, so he would go around the village during breakfast time and buy some tiles to repair the house. It was the busy farming season, so it would be difficult to ask for help.

Thinking of the calf-high grass at the door, he took a sickle and hoe and planned to deal with the weeds first.

There were no chickens or ducks at home, otherwise he would have saved the trouble of mowing the grass. And as for the prescription just now, it seemed that he would have to go to town again in the afternoon.

The morning breeze felt particularly cool on the body. People in the village who got up early to go to the fields passed by the door, carrying hoes or carrying baskets. A few enthusiastic aunts greeted them with a smile, and after a few polite words, they went back to work in the fields.

The sun gradually rose, and the warm golden sunlight shone on his body. Jiang Shian was in a good mood, humming softly while cutting the grass.

After the house was repaired, they no longer had to worry about the money they had for daily food and clothing, but they still had to find a way to make more money. The Jiang family's business used to be all over Qingping County, and it was not easy to take back the little bit that belonged to the young master.

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The streets and alleys of Yuan'an Town are particularly lively today.

The street, which had been a little deserted, was now filled with people, all talking about the big things they had heard in the morning.

The news spread throughout the streets and alleys. Last night, a mountain in the southeast of Yuan'an Town burned all night long. Half of the mountain was burned black. If it was not early spring, the whole mountain would have been on fire, and several surrounding counties would have been affected.

I heard that more than 30 bodies were carried out from inside, burned beyond recognition. If it had been half an hour later, the bodies would have turned into ashes.

Soon the county magistrate led the government office there early in the morning, and men from several surrounding villages and towns also went to help.

Yuan'an Town had always been peaceful, and the biggest case in recent years was a quarrel between a husband and his wife, in which the husband killed his wife. Now there were so many bodies, and the county magistrate was sweating profusely, and quickly asked the lawyer to deliver a letter to the county governor.

As more and more people knew about it, the rumors became more and more bizarre. Some people even said that they saw the fire start for no reason in the middle of the night, and it was flashing a faint blue light.

This is an ominous symbol. I'm afraid the mountain god is angry.

By the time the news reached the capital, it had become a different story. It was an ominous sign from the sky, and it must be that someone in the court had violated a taboo and angered the gods of all four directions.

The King of Zhanbei had made great achievements in battle, but he was extremely cruel in battle. He slaughtered enemies on the battlefield regardless of whether they were enemies or not. This man was bloodthirsty and had damaged the reputation of the royal family. The forest fire was a warning from heaven...

The picture was a blinding red, and the scene before my eyes replayed in my mind over and over again.

The blurry figure was pierced through the chest by a spear, and the blood splattered on his face, which was still warm. That face was particularly terrifying in his memory. Blood was flowing from the corners of his eyes, and he shouted at him loudly, "Go away", with blood flowing continuously from his mouth.

The sound of swords and roars, the surrounding firelight illuminated the dark night as if he were in hell. People around him fell one after another, and the bright red warm blood splashed on his body and face again and again...

Finally, his arm holding the spear fell down weakly.

The people around him had all fallen down. He half-knelt on the ground, holding the silver spear given to him by his father. There was a pair of boots in front of him. He looked up and saw a face without any facial features. It smiled at him, familiar yet strange...

The man on the wooden bed suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot.

The scene just now had completely faded away, and no matter how hard he tried to think about it, he could not remember it. He felt a pain at the back of his head. He looked at the ceiling for a while, then turned his head to look around.

"Hey, you're awake. I thought you wouldn't wake up!" Jiang Shian said, holding a bowl of rice in his hand, looking at the man with open eyes on the bed.

After breakfast, he bought all the tiles. The villagers were very enthusiastic and helped him move them all to the yard. They also said that they would come to help him repair them the next day, and he would only need to treat them to a meal then.

In the afternoon, he took the village carriage to go to town, got some medicine and bought some things.

The man on the bed didn't wake up. If he hadn't felt a faint breath with his fingers, he would have thought that he had died.

The man turned his head and fixed his gaze on him, staring at him for a long while.

Jiang Shian felt a little nervous when he was stared at and was about to speak.

The man asked first: "Who are you? Who am I? Why am I here?"

Jiang Shian: “……???”

He just stood there in a daze, watching the man look up and down, trying to find evidence that the other party was joking with him.

His forehead was full of black lines. No way, aren’t amnesia plots only seen in TV dramas?

"Wait, wait, don't tell me you have lost your memory and you don't even remember who you are?" Jiang Shian took a few steps closer, sat down on the bed, his eyes widened, and said "Fuck" casually.

Wouldn't that be a huge loss for him? The person was saved, the medicine was given, but in the end he lost his memory. So what benefit did he get?

Looking at the wide-open eyes in front of him, the man was a little dazed. They were clearly a pair of peach blossom eyes, but how come they were wide open and round like a rabbit with its fur standing on end?

"Sorry, I really don't remember." He propped himself up on the bed with his arms as if trying to sit up. As soon as he moved, he hissed in pain.

Jiang Shian looked at the blood soaking through the white cloth on his chest, reached out and pushed him back, "You have wounds all over your body, don't move."

Putting half a bowl of rice on the small round table beside him, he said in a complaining tone: "Let me get you something to eat first. You haven't eaten for a whole day."

"Okay, thank you." Looking at Jiang Shian's back walking away, he frowned and thought for a moment, but still couldn't remember anything about himself.

For this person who he saw as soon as he opened his eyes, he inexplicably wanted to get closer to him. Although he was shocked at first and looked at him with a bit of disgust, his subsequent concern did not seem fake.

He was the only one at home, so he had a simple dinner. He cooked a light melon, heated up the leftover fried pork with chili peppers from the morning, and had some white rice.

This person has injuries, so he needs to eat something light. Jiang Shian scooped a small bowl of light melon and brought half a bowl of water before going back to the room.

When the man lying down saw the person coming towards him, his eyes lit up.

Jiang Shian was stung by the trust and surprise in his eyes, and said awkwardly: "You can't eat greasy food now, small melon is sweet, if it's not enough, I can add more for you. Let me help you sit up first."

"Okay, thank you for your help." He smiled at Jiang Shian, and this smile made Jiang Shian dazed again. This life was already beautiful, and all the coldness in the morning had faded away. This smile added some youthfulness.

Judging from the looks of it, this man should be about the same age as him.

When he opened the quilt and saw the other person's chest and abdomen wrapped in white cloth, exposed, he was stunned for a moment, holding his forehead, and almost forgot that they were now different as men.

"Your clothes are all covered in blood and can't be worn anymore. I'll go find some of my clothes and you can put them on."

The body is rather thin, and the height should be around 175cm, which is not too short for his age.

Of course, this is on the premise that he doesn't compare himself with the man in bed. The other person is a head taller than him, and he loves and hates the neat eight-pack abs and the muscles on his arms.

He also wants a body like this.

After helping the man sit up, Jiang Shian folded the mattress behind the man for him to lean on, and then handed him the dishes and chopsticks on the table.

He was not an ancient person, so he did not follow the rule of not talking while eating or sleeping. He recounted what happened in the morning while eating.

He pointed to the jade pendant beside the bed and said, "We didn't talk much, and I don't know who you are. The jade pendant is the only thing you have on you. See if you can remember anything."