The Immortal King has a farming system (Quick Transmigration)

Chapter 265 The protagonist's uncle died early

Yun Mo had known that someone was coming, but he pretended not to know. After the person entered the dilapidated temple, he measured his body from lying down, as if he had turned sideways to check when he heard some noise.

Tao Mei: "Tao Bai?!"

Tao Mei saw the person lying on the ground turned sideways. His eyes looked particularly large due to his thin cheeks, and when he looked at her, she had an eerie feeling as if she could see through his soul.

Because of the nourishment of spiritual power, the body's original dark yellow skin color turned into a cold white and lustrous one. The original owner was taciturn, haggard, listless, self-deprecating, and a little timid and cowardly.

Therefore, the original owner has always been dull in the eyes of others.

After Yun Mo took over, his dark yellow skin color changed due to the nourishment of spiritual power. Even though his lips were dark due to excessive blood loss, people would only think that he was pitiful. But Yun Mo was an immortal, with a noble and ethereal temperament like smoke. Because he was emotionless and seemed cold and indifferent, his every move seemed elegant and noble. Even though he was wearing tattered clothes, with disheveled hair, and lying on the haystack in the dilapidated temple, he gave people the illusion that the haystack under him was made of gold.

From skin color to temperament to eyes, it was completely different from when Tao Mei first met Tao Bai.

When Tao Mei first met Tao Bai, it was when the village was gathering people fleeing famine. The village chief's eldest son brought Tao Bai to her, introduced him to her, and then left.

It was more than ten years after Tao Bai was given to her aunt by her father. The two siblings met for the first time, but they were speechless. Tao Bai looked dull and lifeless at that time.

This was her second time seeing Tao Bai. His clothes were still tattered, but they sparkled. If it weren't for the fact that his face hadn't changed much, and his clothes were still the same, she wouldn't have dared to think of him as the dull Tao Bai she remembered. Even with his tattered clothes, his frail frame, and his sickly appearance, the man before her was still incomparable to the Tao Bai she remembered.

But her intuition told her that the person in front of her was Tao Bai.

Yun Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, his whole body motionless. He had been stabbed by the robber and had been seen by many people in the chaos. It would definitely not be healed in just a few days, so even if he pretended, he had to pretend to be a patient for a few days. He didn't want to be exposed in the future.

Yun Mo: "It's you"

Tao Mei pursed her cracked lips.

Tao Mei: "Why didn't you follow the villagers?"

Yun Mo: “Oh”

Yun Mo: "We encountered robbers"

Yun Mo: "In the chaos, I was pulled away by...Cai to block the knife."

Yun Mo: "The robber stabbed me and then kicked me. I fainted, and when I woke up, everyone was gone." Yun Mo couldn't say the word "mother". Suddenly he remembered that his original stepmother's surname was Cai, so he just called her Cai.

Tao Mei had no idea of ​​Yun Mo's thoughts and thought that his stepmother's behavior had hurt his heart. She was angry at her stepmother's cruelty, but also glad that her brother had escaped death.

Grandma Tao listened from the side. She put her eldest grandson down and turned to look at Yun Mo.

Granny Tao: "Where were you chopped?"

Granny Tao: "I have some hemostatic medicine with me. Let Ah Mei apply some to you."

Tao Mei: "Yes, yes, I'll give you some medicine to stop the bleeding."

Yun Mo: “No need”

Yun Mo: "I've been awake for several days now, and the wound has scabbed over."

Yun Mo: "It's just that the wound is a bit deep, and it hurts the bone. Aside from a little bit of weakness, it's fine now." Tao Mei: "Bone hurt? (Frowning)"

Tao Mei: "Can you please let me see it?"

Tao Mei put the luggage on her back on the ground, and Grandma Tao quickly took her grandson in her arms.

Granny Tao: "Ah Mei is your biological sister"

Granny Tao: "You are all from the same mother and are not outsiders"

Granny Tao: "Just checking the wound, it's nothing serious."

Mrs. Tao was worried that Tao Bai was too shy to let Tao Mei see his wound, so she tried to persuade him. Her own son had died, leaving Tao Mei alone with the three of them, without even an adult man around her. They had suffered so much bullying along the way. If Tao Mei hadn't been so strong, they wouldn't have been able to get here. Now there was a ready-made man, who was also Tao Mei's blood relative. If they could travel together, it would save them, the orphan and the widow, a lot of trouble.

Mrs. Tao didn't ask Tao Bai for any help, she just wanted him to be alive, so that if he encountered any trouble on the road, he would have a man by his side and others would not go too far. Tao Bai was already sixteen years old. In ancient times, sixteen-year-olds could become fathers, so in Mrs. Tao's eyes, sixteen-year-old Tao Bai was already a man who could support the family.

Yun Mo was completely unaware of what Mrs. Tao was thinking. He secretly performed an illusion, and when Tao Mei pulled the clothes off Yun Mo's right shoulder, she saw a hideous scar running from top to bottom on his shoulder blade. The scar was stained with blood, and it was obvious that it had just scabbed over and had not yet healed.

The ugly scar on the snow-white skin was particularly eye-catching. Tao Mei quickly let go of her hand and carefully smoothed out her clothes.

Tao Mei: "Your injury is too severe"

Tao Mei: "Luckily it has formed a scab, otherwise my medicine would be useless."

Yun Mo: "When I woke up, there were several robbers who had been hacked to death around me."

Yun Mo: "The medicine I got from them is quite useful"

Yun Mo: "It's a pity that there is too little. I have already used it up."

Tao Mei: "As long as the person is fine, that's all that matters"

Tao Mei's stomach suddenly growled and she blushed.

Tao Mei: "Just lie down and don't move. I'll go out and see if I can find something to eat."

Yun Mo: "No need to go out and look for it"

Yun Mo: "There's some rice porridge in the pottery jar next to it, you and..."

Yun Mo looked at Grandma Tao, who immediately took over the conversation.

Granny Tao: "I am Granny Ah Mei"

Grandma Tao: "Everyone in the village calls me Grandma Tao"

Granny Tao: "Just shout like that."

Yun Mo: "Grandma Tao, there is a little rice soup on the rice porridge, you can feed some to the child first"

Grandma Tao: "This?" Tao Mei: "Mother"

Tao Mei: "Eat first."

Tao Mei: "Tao Bai is injured, we just need to take better care of him these days"

Food is precious now, and Tao Mei wanted to refuse, but when she looked at her little son who had been weaned for two days, she couldn't say no.

Granny Tao: "It's my duty to take care of your brother"

Grandma Tao: "Since it is given by the child's uncle, you and the child should eat more."

Grandma Tao: "Xiaobao is counting on you to produce milk"

Yun Mo: "Weaned?"

Granny Tao: "Alas, there is nothing we can do about it"

Granny Tao: "How can Ah Mei produce milk if she is not full?"

Yun Mo: "How many months old is the baby?" Granny Tao: "Not even three months old yet."

Yun Mo: "Then we really can't stop breastfeeding."

Yun Mo took out a bag of half a pound of rice from the rag bag beside him and placed it next to him.

Yun Mo: "I have some rice here, you can use it to make some porridge."

Granny Tao: "No, these in the pottery jar are enough."

Granny Tao: "I can't take advantage of you anymore"

Tao Qiyun: "Grandma, I'm hungry"

Tao Qiyun pursed his lips. He had a small body, a big head, chapped lips and looked dirty.

Yun Mo waved, and the little guy wanted to go over, but he fell down after just a few steps. He didn't cry, but got up on his own, and continued walking and falling. Before the little guy could cry, Granny Tao started to cry. There had been severe drought for three consecutive years, and the family often went hungry. Her eldest grandson was three years old and still too weak to walk. Granny Tao picked up Tao Qiyun with heartache, and Tao Qiyun was held obediently, reaching out his hand to wipe his grandmother's tears.

In the end, Mrs. Tao took the half pound of rice and cooked another pot of porridge. Her daughter-in-law was strong and had a big appetite, so the rice porridge in the pottery pot was not enough for her to eat alone.