The general kneels on the washboard again

Jiang Yunxiao said, "Your reputation in Lingzhou is completely ruined."

Yue Niang was nonchalant: "It's ruined, so what?"

Jiang Yunxiao reminded him, "What about the bet you made with Fu Shiqing?"

Yue Niang looked at Jiang Yunxiao like a fool: "What bet? How did you know?"

Because of Jiang Yunxiao's feelings for her, Yue Niang did not intend to tell him. She was really afraid that Jiang Yunxiao would do something that would be detrimental to the family.

Jiang Yunxiao's eyes were vague: "You told me this when you were drunk. I, I, I." He could hardly speak clearly.

Yue Niang didn't intend to answer his question: "There are some things I don't value that much."

Some of the things Yue Niang was talking about here were getting married and having her name removed from the family tree by Fu Shiqing. After all, this was what she wanted to do most now.

Only when she completely broke away from the Fu family could she do many things, such as avenge her grandmother.

Looking at Yue Niang who stopped talking, Jiang Yunxiao admitted that he was indeed a fool.

Uncle San also arrived, standing at the door, looking exhausted. The first thing he said was, "Where is the patient?"

Yue Niang took him to Zhao Xiaoming's house. Zhao Xiaoming was standing by the bed with an unshaven beard. When he saw Fu Shichuan coming, he seemed to see hope.

"Divine doctor, please come and see my father."

Fu Shichuan put down the medicine box in his hand and went to feel the pulse: "You guys go out first, I'm upset staying here."

Zhao Xiaoming and Yue Niang came out. Aunt Zhao was boiling medicine on the stove, crying as she did so.

Zhao Xiaoming's nose was sore when he saw this scene: "Mom, don't worry, Dad will be fine."

Aunt Zhao wiped away her tears when she saw Zhao Xiaoming coming. "I'm fine. It's just the smoke from the stove."

The mother and son understood each other and were busy on the stove.

About half an hour later, Fu Shichuan walked out of the room.

Zhao Xiaoming, who had been guarding the scene, rushed over and asked, "What's going on? Doctor Fu?"

Yue Niang handed Fu Shichuan a handkerchief to wipe his hands. As he wiped them, Fu Shichuan said, "It's all fine now. Was your father bitten by a snake before?"

Zhao Xiaoming thought for a moment and said, "I was bitten last summer while planting rice in the fields, but I bled at the time."

Fu Shichuan walked into the house and brought out a plate of meat already infested with maggots. "The remaining poison wasn't completely removed, and it entered your father's brain, causing him to fall into a coma."

Zhao Xiaoming suddenly realized: "Is there any hope? Miracle doctor?"

Fu Shichuan looked embarrassed. "I'm not sure about that. I just gave him the detoxification pills I developed, and the wounds have been cleaned. If he wakes up in three days, then everything will be fine. If he doesn't wake up, you should be mentally prepared."

Fu Shichuan's medical skills are better than those of Doctor Mo and Doctor Li, so he is naturally trustworthy.

Zhao Xiaoming kept asking, "Is there anything I should pay attention to?"

Fu Shichuan said: "Just feed him some liquid food every day and be careful not to stir him."

After the matter was done, Zhao Xiaoming and his mother sent Fu Shichuan and Yue Niang to the fork in the road with gratitude.

Yue Niang thanked him, "Thank you for coming all the way back, Uncle San."

Fu Shichuan looked at Yue Niang's face, which was very similar to Xu Shushen's. "Yue'er, you are in trouble, so of course I have to come. It can also be regarded as a way to comfort the spirits of your grandmother and mother in heaven."

The uncle and nephew were walking, but just as they reached the village entrance, Fu Shichuan said goodbye: "Yue'er, take good care of yourself. Third Uncle has something to do over there and needs to go back as soon as possible."

"Ah, Third Uncle, aren't you going to take a rest for a night?" Yue Niang really didn't expect this.

Fu Shichuan shook his head: "No more rest."

In the darkness of the night, Yue Niang felt that Fu Shichuan's figure was particularly great.

Three days later, Zhao Xiaoming's father woke up.

Zhao Xiaoming was a big boy, and his crying was so loud that the whole village could hear it.

On the day of Li An and Erya's wedding, Uncle Zhao was able to get out of bed and walk.

People from all over the village came to watch this wedding, and it was the most luxurious wedding in the history of Nanshan Village.

At dusk, after picking up the bride and worshipping in the hall, Jiang Yunxiao gave the gifts and said goodbye to everyone: "Everyone, I have something to do in Lingzhou and need to go back. We will meet again later."

Li An held a glass of wine and urged him: "Young Master, please have a drink of wedding wine before you leave."

Jiang Yunxiao looked in Yue Niang's direction: "Well, no more drinking, we still have to hurry on our way."

"Is it so urgent today?" Yue Niang asked him.

Jiang Yunxiao said, "The autumn weather is bright and refreshing, so I like traveling at night."

Li An stopped trying to persuade her, and Yue Niang waved her hand: "Take care on your journey."

Jiang Yunxiao jumped on his horse and said, "See you later."

Not long after Jiang Yunxiao left, an autumn rain broke up the banquet. Li An took out an umbrella and a lantern and gave them to Dong Zhu: "Yue Niang, I won't keep you two here. It's not far, so go back quickly."

Yue Niang looked at Li An and said sourly, "Well, a night of spring is worth a thousand gold. We are all ignorant people. Let's go, Dongzhu."

The master and servant walked home holding an umbrella.

Ruoyan had a headache and left the show halfway. Zhulan's injury had already healed almost completely.

Now the two of them turned on the lights, looked at the door, and were waiting for Yue Niang and Dong Zhu to come back.

The rain was getting heavier, the night was getting darker, and the road ahead was blurry and unclear.

Yue Niang and Dong Zhu suddenly heard a rumbling sound coming from afar.

Yue Niang hadn't drunk any alcohol tonight, and now she was also suspicious of herself: "What? Did you get drunk from drinking tea?"

A strong wind blew and the two men fell down.

After struggling to get up, not only was his body covered in mud, but his clothes were also soaked.

In an instant, I heard cries of grief everywhere: "Help!"

Yue Niang and Dong Zhu supported each other: "Miss, what happened? Did you hear it?"

The lights in the houses in the distance had just gone out, and all I could hear was Yue Niang saying, "Dong Zhu, Lian Xing, Yu Jian, hold hands and run up the mountain. Hurry up."

Lian Xing and Yu Jian also jumped out from the darkness. They held hands tightly and ran up the mountain like headless flies.

I can't tell the directions either.

As the cries of grief faded away, Yu Jian took out a fire starter from somewhere.

Only then did they see clearly that the surroundings were indeed quite high. They didn't know which mountain they were on, and the rain was still falling.

Dong Zhu was still in shock: "Miss, what happened in the village?"

Yue Niang sighed and said, "I hope I'm just worrying too much. Let's find a place to take shelter from the rain first."

The sky slowly opened up, and Yue Niang and her companions were indeed on top of a mountain.

When they saw the scene above and below clearly, they were all shocked. Most of the houses in Nanshan Village were buried by the mudslide.

Before they could be shocked, Yue Niang led a few people down the mountain and said, "Go and save them."

Fortunately, last night was Li An and Erya’s wedding banquet, and everyone had eaten and drunk their fill and hadn’t gone to bed yet when they got home. There weren’t many casualties, but there was extensive damage to the houses.

Based on the geographical location, Yue Niang saw the tip of her own house. The house had been buried, and the place where she was standing was even higher than the roof.

Before I got close, I saw a familiar figure digging in front of a mud pit.

It was Jiang Yunxiao who had returned. All that could be heard was Jiang Yunxiao crying and sobbing.

"Yue Niang, hold on, Brother Yun Xiao is coming to save you."

Wuming shed a tear: "Jiang Yunxiao, I'm here."

Jiang Yunxiao listened to this unreal voice and turned around: "Yue Niang."

A grown man crying in an ugly way.

Yue Niang smiled and said, "I'm fine, don't worry. But have you seen Ruoyan and Zhulan?"

Jiang Yunxiao shook his head: "I didn't see it."

At this time, Lian Xing, who had come down the mountain to search, came over with the embarrassed Man Yue and Ruoyan Zhulan.

Ruoyan hugged Yue Niang and burst into tears: "I was so scared, Yue Niang, I thought I would never see you again."

Yue Niang patted her back gently: "I'm glad you're okay. How are Sister Erya and the others?"

Ruoyan nodded. "All is well, all is well. The village chief has already taken inventory. No one has died, but the livestock, food, and houses are completely gone."

Yue Niang looked towards the next door and said, "My tea factory is gone too. That's all. If the old doesn't go, the new won't come."

At this time, Zhao Xiaoming, who had been standing nearby, burst into tears: "But all the food is gone. What are we going to do this winter?"

What should I do this winter?