A Happy Event in a Farming Family: Marrying a Hunter

What kind of food is this? The green fruit is covered with black spots and is already rotting.

However, there was no food when they got back, so Yunlu picked and chose, and managed to eat her fill.

Thinking that her younger brother would be coming over that night, and that he was starving and cold, she figured he would leave food for her and wouldn't mind.

So I brought him some more.

Actually, the Yun family was considered to be living a relatively good life in the village; the ones who were having a hard time were the original owner of the body and her two daughters.

Yunlu sorted through the original owner's memories and returned to the small, dilapidated house to wait for her younger brother.

But it was already completely dark, and no one came.

In her memory, this younger brother and she had a very good relationship. He told her to wait, and he would definitely come.

A sense of unease arose in Yunluo's heart.

Perhaps due to the bond between the original owner and her younger brother, she felt very uneasy and knew she had to go home to check on things.

When she arrived, the main house of the Yun family was still lit.

"Boom boom boom!"

"What kind of soul-calling is this in the middle of the night, second son's wife? Didn't you hear the noise? Is he dead?" Old Mrs. Liu stood in front of the door, her greasy, fat face jiggling. Yun Luo stood at the door and saw everything clearly.

"coming."

Grandma Liu rolled her eyes at the shadowy figure, her disdain barely concealed. "So slow! You can't even open a door properly. I really don't know why I married you!"

Zhou Rong's face darkened. She opened the door and was stunned to see Yun Luo standing there. "Xiao Luo?"

"Mother," Yunluo called out somewhat awkwardly.

"Who? Who did you just say was?" Old Mrs. Liu, who had sharp ears, turned back from her attempt to enter the house.

Zhou Rong panicked and quickly shoved Yun Luo behind her back, her face filled with caution and fear. "Mother...it's Xiao Hui. Please, I beg you, let her stay at home. She'll definitely listen to me..."

Because Old Mrs. Liu had arranged for Yunluo's marriage to be with Yunlan, she was naturally afraid that Yunluo would cause trouble.

"Grandma, I won't cause trouble. I can help with the housework. Aren't we short-handed at home right now?" Yunluo continued.

Grandma Liu looked her up and down for a long time. When she heard that they were short-handed, she suddenly remembered what Yunlan had said.

He snorted, "Fine, but let me make this clear: if you don't listen, it won't be as simple as just putting you in confinement."

Anyway, this girl will come back sooner or later; otherwise, how can she expect her to get that twenty taels of silver?

Yunlan said that Master Wang has already agreed.

"it is good."

As soon as Grandma Liu left, Zhou Rong quickly pulled her daughter into the house. "Xiao Luo, how are you? Are you hungry? Are you scared? Are you cold?"

She asked a series of questions, which clearly showed her anxiety.

"Mother, where's my brother?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhou Rong covered her face and began to cry. Her crying was very soft, just sobbing, and her shoulders trembled, as if she was afraid that the people in the main house would hear her.

She grieved for a while before wiping away her tears and whispering, "Xiao Jie stole an egg from the kitchen, and your aunt found out and told your grandma, and he..."

"Been beaten?"

"Yes, I tripped and fell while running, and only woke up before you came back."

Yunlu could hardly believe it.

There are even grandmothers who treat their grandsons like this.

"I'm going to check on Xiao Jie." Yun Luo hurriedly ran into the house.

The room was dimly lit. She opened the door and it took her a while to find a dusty oil lamp.

"Xiao Jie?"

The original owner had deep feelings for her younger brother, and she was greatly affected by him.

Looking at her younger brother lying on the dilapidated bed, his head smashed open and barely alive, she felt a pang of sorrow and almost burst into tears.

"Sister...Sister..." A smile appeared on Yun Shaojie's pale, bloodless face as he reached out his thin, bony hands to grab her.

"Xiao Jie." Yun Luo firmly grasped his hand, turned around and asked Zhou Rong, "Mother, has Xiao Jie seen a doctor?"

Zhou Rong felt a pang of sadness. "Your grandma won't let us see a doctor, and I don't have any money. Before you came back, I fed Xiao Jie a bowl of wood ash water, thinking it would bring the fever down. If it doesn't, I'll feed him another bowl."