In ancient times, I just wanted to be a salted fish

Chen Ruotong walked towards Zhongjie, stopping and walking along the way, and finally arrived at Yihongyuan.

Mother Qin sat dejectedly on the first floor steps, her hair disheveled and her eyes dull, muttering over and over: "It's gone, all gone, all the retirement money I saved for my whole life is gone, damn Ma Wu, Ma Liu, damn Cui'er, they all ran away, stole the indenture and the silver and ran away... wuwuwu..."

This is the result that Chen Ruotong wants to see the most. It would be so satisfying to let this evil person lose everything!

The onlookers pointed and talked, enjoying the fun.

Chen Ruotong walked under the big willow tree, flashed into the space, and kicked Ma Wu out of the space. Ma Wu was so embarrassed that his two front teeth were knocked out, and he spit out blood and screamed in pain.

The audience looked in the direction of the voice and someone recognized it as Ma Wu. Mother Qin stood up and rushed towards Ma Wu like a madman, kicking, scratching and clawing him. "You bastard, return my money, you heartless thing, how dare you plot against me? I'm going to kill you..."

Chen Ruotong was watching the fun in her space with a giggle. Tsk tsk, the dogs are biting each other and both are left with a mouth full of fur. Neither of them will have an easy time.

Ma Wu said he knew nothing, he just peed, then fell to the ground and knocked out his teeth. He was really confused, how did night suddenly turn into day, how did the backyard wall turn into the front yard under the willow tree, what the hell, what the hell...

Mother Qin grabbed her key and shouted hysterically: "Still quibbling, you stole my keys, here is the evidence, why don't you admit it? Everyone, help me send him to the government, I will give you money." Who wouldn't do it if there is money to be made? Everyone rushed forward and took Ma Wu to the government office.

Chen Ruotong watched a great show and felt very happy. She decided to take a nap in the space!

In the evening, Chen Ruotong woke up and looked at her watch. It was past five in the afternoon. There was no one near the willow tree, so she came out of the space. The scenery at dusk was charming. The western sky was full of golden rays of light. Houses, buildings, trees, and passers-by were shrouded in golden rays of light. The river in the distance was rippling with golden waves. This scene should be photographed! Mobile phone, give me a mobile phone. A mobile phone appeared in Chen Ruotong's hand. She secretly took a few photos and put them back into the space.

Chen Ruotong went to West Street. She wanted to chase the sunset and stroll along the river.

There were a few black-sailed boats parked on the river bank, and the river bank was crowded with tourists. There were a few vendors selling river lanterns, carrying their loads and shouting as they walked. Chen Ruotong also bought a river lantern, put it in the river, and made a wish: May everything go smoothly in ancient life, everything go well, and be happy and healthy!

The sky gradually darkened, the street lights lit up one after another, and it was another brightly lit night.

Chen Ruotong has been in the ancient times for four days. She has no friends, no relatives, and no home. She suddenly feels so lonely, helpless, and sad. She misses home, her husband, her son, and modern life. She is like a rootless duckweed, drifting and having no place to stay. She never belongs here. This place is strange and scary. She has a strong feeling that she wants to find the original owner's family. Maybe this is the original owner's last wish. She wants to have a warm home. Without a home, there is no sense of belonging. Li Daoba, she wants to find him and go home.

Chen Ruotong was tired from walking and wanted to find a secluded place to enter the space. Only the gold, silver and jewelry in the space could give her some comfort and cheer her up.

She walked under the bridge and seemed to step on something. A hand grabbed her ankle. She covered her mouth and didn't scream. She was so scared that her soul almost flew away. She only heard a faint "Help me!" It was a person who scared people. People scared people to death!

It was not her style to watch someone die without helping him. Saving a life was better than building a seven-story pagoda. She waved her hand and took the person to the space.

A little beggar, wearing tattered clothes and no shoes, with blood on his hands and feet, and blood on his face. He was dirty and his appearance could not be seen clearly. It was unknown whether he was a man or a woman.

Chen Ruotong left the space and ran towards Renjitang on Zhongjie Street. When she was almost there, she pulled the little beggar out of the space, but he was unconscious.

Renjitang is not closed and there are still patients inside.

"Doctor, help! Someone is injured!"

The doctor came out, and two people carried the little beggar into the clinic. The doctor felt his pulse and examined his injuries.

"He arrived just in time. He is fine. His life is not in danger. He was beaten with a stick and his leg bone was fractured. He has to stay in bed to recuperate. However, the child is young and bones heal quickly. If he takes good care of himself, he will be well in about three months."

Oh! It really is true. It takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone! Poor child!

Chen Ruotong helped the little beggar take off his clothes and cleaned the dirt and wounds on his body with a warm wet cotton towel. He was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, with a handsome face. His face and forehead were covered with bruises and there was a bloody wound on his chin that was still oozing blood. There were few good spots on his body, which made people feel distressed.

The doctor applied medicine to the wound and bandaged it. The medicine boy brought a bowl of medicine. Chen Ruotong helped the boy up, put his head on her shoulder, and fed him the medicine. Although the boy closed his eyes, he knew to drink the medicine.

An hour later, the boy woke up. He looked around blankly and saw Chen Ruotong lying in a chair. Under the dim oil lamp, a pretty and fair little face slept peacefully and cutely.

"Did he save me?"

He was very thirsty and wanted to drink some water, but as soon as he moved, he felt pain all over. He wanted to take the teacup on the bedside table to drink some water, but his hands were out of control and he couldn't pick it up. The teacup fell over and the water spilled.

Chen Ruotong woke up from her dream. She dreamed of the original owner. "Sister, please live well for me and help me take care of my family. Please!" Chen Ruotong wanted to ask where her home was and why she was sold to a brothel, but she just couldn't say anything and woke up in a hurry.

When their eyes met, she saw doubt and sadness in his clear eyes; he saw stars and the sea, as well as tenacity and kindness in her eyes.

"You're finally awake. How do you feel?" Chen Ruotong poured him a cup of tea. "Drink some water. Are you hungry? The porridge is warming up for you in the kitchen. I'll get it for you." Without waiting for his answer, she hurried out.

How did she know where the clinic's kitchen was? She just made an excuse to enter the space, got a bowl of millet porridge from the food area, and took a plate of cucumber pickles.

“Can you eat it yourself?”

The boy's hand was injured, but not broken. He just felt pain and weakness all over his body, and his hand was powerless. He shook his head and looked at her with pitiful eyes.

"Oh! Poor child!" She helped him sit up and fed him porridge, a mouthful of pickles and a sip of porridge. Perhaps the boy had been hungry for a long time, so he finished the porridge quickly.

"Thank you for saving me, you didn't treat me as a burden, and you took care of me. I don't know how to repay you for saving my life. I have nothing!" He had tears in his eyes, sincere and stubborn, "Only this life, you saved my life, so it belongs to you."

Well, can I still rely on her? The ancients were honest and sincere, they promised me their lives, and they were so simple and lovely that there was nothing to say!

"No, I don't want to die. I saved you because I felt sorry for you. You kept holding on to me and I couldn't bear not to save you! Don't worry, I won't ignore you until you get better. Don't worry about the medical expenses, I'll pay for you. If you can afford it, pay it back. If you can't, forget it. I've got plenty of money! Don't be a beggar when you get better. You can earn a living by doing any kind of work."

How can a nobleman say such words? Rather, he sounds like a little playboy.