After I traveled through the book, I fought back in the Hou Mansion

The uncle was touched by the sincerity in her eyes. He looked at her and seemed to be infected. He smiled honestly and said, "Okay, I'll sit down. I'll sit down."

Luo Shuiyao stepped forward to support the old man, and only felt relieved when she saw him sit firmly on the stool.

She took the wooden stick from the old man's hand and examined it carefully. She found that they were just two ordinary pieces of wood, and they were very heavy. Most importantly, the wood was cut neatly and not smooth at all. How painful it must be to keep such a stick under the arm.

She looked at the uncle, trying hard to hold back the tears that were about to burst out, then turned to look at Ye Yunzhou, "Can you help me find some paper and pen here? I want to draw a picture of a cane, and make a few as soon as possible, so that people like you can suffer less."

Ye Yunzhou looked at her calmly. He naturally saw the pain in her eyes when she looked at Old Li, her slightly trembling hands, and the tears in her eyes.

He unconsciously clenched his fists behind his back, resisting the urge to hug her in his arms.

Hearing her question, Ye Yunzhou immediately replied: "I have paper and pen in the car. You can draw it when you get back later. I will ask someone to make it overnight and give it to them when the time comes."

Luo Shuiyao nodded in approval.

Ye Yunzhou is of noble status, being the eldest son of a marquisate, and has many subordinates. It is not difficult for him to make several pairs of crutches overnight, and it will definitely be much faster than he and these people can do it.

She walked over and sat next to Ye Yunzhou, chatting with Old Li. "Uncle, may I ask, how old are you this year?"

Old Li looked at her kindly and said slowly, "I am forty-five years old."

Luo Shuiyao's breath hitched. She looked at his wrinkled face and his almost completely white hair, her face full of disbelief. "You're only forty-five this year?"

Old Li nodded slightly and said, "Young lady, you can just call me Uncle Li. Why, don't I look like a forty-five-year-old?"

Luo Shuiyao moved her lips, wanting to speak but unable to. In her previous life, there were many unmarried people in their forties, but here, people in their forties looked like they were in their fifties or sixties, or even older than those in their fifties or sixties.

She felt uncomfortable and suddenly lost interest in talking.

Just then, Luo Shuiyao heard footsteps. She turned around and saw Yang Wei walking into the inner room. He was holding a wooden board with several bowls of water on it. Luo Shuiyao quickly stood up and wanted to take the water from him, but he easily avoided her.

"Girl, please sit down. I can do it myself." After saying that, he placed the bowls on the table one by one with one hand and placed them in front of each person.

Luo Shuiyao took the bowl from his hand and looked up at him. Yang Wei noticed her gaze and lowered his eyes to look at her. Luo Shuiyao immediately smiled broadly at him.

Yang Wei was quite confused. He raised his hand and touched his beard, wondering if he had forgotten to shave.

Seeing the two of them interacting like this, Ye Yunzhou narrowed his eyes slightly, leaned slightly to the side, stood in front of Luo Shuiyao, and whispered to her, "Hurry up and drink some water."

Now it was Luo Shuiyao's turn to be confused. She responded obediently with an "Oh", held the bowl with both hands, and took a few sips. Only then did Ye Yunzhou nod in satisfaction.

Yang Wei, who was behind him, noticed Ye Yunzhou's little thoughts and smiled ambiguously.

Ye Yunzhou turned around and looked back at him, and saw him winking and indicating something. Ye Yunzhou had a cold face and glared at Yang Wei unhappily, but Yang Wei didn't care at all, and scratched his head with a chuckle.

"Is the Major General here?"

Luo Shuiyao put down the bowl in her hand, turned around and saw an old woman at the door. She walked in with a plate of fruit and a plate of steamed buns, her body hunched over and her hands trembling.

"Auntie Wu, you're here."

Ye Yunzhou stood up, took two steps at a time and walked forward, took the plate from her hand, turned around and put it on the table, and was about to help her over, but the old woman gently avoided him.

"Major General, don't worry about me. I just came to see your wife."

Ye Yunzhou's throat choked, and the words he wanted to explain were stuck in his throat. Inexplicably, he didn't want to explain clearly, and just wanted others to treat her as his wife.

Luo Shuiyao didn't know what he was thinking at the moment, so she quickly stood up and bowed to her, "Hello, Auntie. I'm not his wife. I just came here to discuss something with him today. You misunderstood."

Aunt Wu nodded and replied perfunctorily, "Oh, I see."

Yang Wei stepped in to smooth things over: "Auntie Wu is old and her eyesight is blurry."

Then he pretended to scold Aunt Wu, "Aunt Wu, stop talking nonsense here! I'm just a little girl, not even of marriageable age yet, I can't be anyone's wife."

As he spoke, he glanced at Ye Yunzhou intentionally or unintentionally, as if observing his reaction.

Ye Yunzhou glanced at him coldly without saying a word.

Luo Shuiyao walked forward and wanted to help Aunt Wu in, but Aunt Wu waved her hand.

"You young people can talk about your business if you have something to say. I have things to do, so I won't get involved," she said, then she hunched over and staggered away.

Ye Yunzhou looked at her retreating figure, sighed softly, and then looked at Yang Wei, "Why don't you go to my farm? It's better than staying here. Find some work on the farm, work for me, and I'll pay you. Why are you so stubborn? No one wants to come with me."

Yang Wei put away his playful smile and said seriously, "I'm not the only one here. There are many of us. How big is your farm? How many of us can it accommodate? We have to find some work to do. We have to survive. We can't rely on you for the rest of our lives. Don't worry about us. Look, we are all living well."

After listening to their conversation, Luo Shuiyao changed her opinion of Ye Yunzhou a little. She felt that he was not so cold-blooded and was very nice to the people around him.

But then I thought, what does that have to do with me? He might not be so kind to me.

Seeing the atmosphere was somewhat tense, Yang Wei smiled again and said, "I wonder why you came to my humble abode today, young lady?"

Luo Shuiyao glanced at Ye Yunzhou, then said to Yang Wei, "I want to find a few good fighters to teach Kung Fu to the people around me."

Yang Wei thought for a moment and asked, "How old is he? If he's too old and his foundation is already solid, it might be difficult to teach him."

Luo Shuiyao nodded and replied, "They are over ten years old, but they just need to learn self-defense and be able to save themselves when they encounter danger. It doesn't need to be too advanced."

Yang Wei replied, "Okay, you can choose the candidates yourself, but girl, you can see that we are all disabled. Do you think we are causing trouble?"