Female-dominated society: My husband is clingy and I can't shake him off

Li Mo'er happily went home with five hundred taels of silver, leaving Doctor Wang alone to silently complain about her.

"Yanli, I've borrowed the money! We'll have money soon!"

Li Mo'er excitedly shared the news with Su Yanli.

Su Yanli was also caught up in Li Mo'er's happy atmosphere. She put down her work, sat down next to Li Mo'er, and listened to her describe their future life.

“Yanli, in a few more days, we will be able to take over that shop and gradually add other things.”

Li Mo'er stared worriedly at Su Yanli's belly. He had just recovered and was already back to work. She wondered if it would affect the baby in his belly.

Su Yanli noticed the change in Li Mo'er's emotions. "Mo'er, I just can't stay still. My father was pregnant with me and he could still work in the fields. These little things are nothing to worry about."

Li Mo'er looked at Su Yanli with a serious expression and said, "If you feel unwell, you must tell me. Leave the more tiring work to me."

Su Yanli lowered her eyes, her cheeks turning bright red from those words.

Traditionally, men have always done housework, and women have never interfered. I never expected that Mo'er would care about him and this child so much.

Although Li Mo'er didn't let Su Yanli do these housework chores, the condition was that she could only cook noodles, since all she knew how to do was cook rice.

A few days ago, Su Yanli was lying in bed, having eaten noodles in different ways every day, until she was completely tired of them.

Two or three crowings of the rooster woke Li Mo'er from her sleep. She woke up exceptionally early today, half an hour earlier than usual.

She still went to the back mountain to collect herbs for Doctor Wang.

Perhaps it was because it was still dark, or perhaps it was because the wind was a bit strong, but Li Mo'er felt a chill run down her spine. She felt that the back mountain was very strange today.

She picked up a branch from the ground; although it wasn't very thick, it gave her a sense of security.

She carried the tree branch and walked forward step by step, fearing that she might encounter some danger.

Whenever she encountered a herb, she would place the branch beside her, quickly dig out the herb, and then swiftly pick up the branch for self-defense.

Throughout the journey, Li Mo'er kept her nerves on edge, stopping frequently.

Her eyes remained fixed on the front, not daring to be distracted for even a moment.

But soon she realized something was wrong; the surrounding environment was starting to feel unfamiliar.

She was walking downhill, but the slope was gentle, and she had been so focused on the grass that she hadn't noticed she was going downhill.

She looked back at the mountain peak, realizing she had already crossed it without even noticing.

Just as she was about to turn back, she noticed a trace of blood on the grass beside her.

She didn't know what kind of blood it was and was a little scared. Although Er Gouzi told her there were no large animals, there was no guarantee that there might be snakes.

The thought of snakes gave Li Mo'er goosebumps. The snake's slippery skin might feel sticky to the touch, and she didn't know when she might get bitten.

She shivered and decided to go back the way she came, since the path she had just taken was safe and there would be no problem as long as she returned.

She carefully walked back step by step, when suddenly she noticed that the grass in the distance was shaking violently.

Could it really be a snake hiding behind that patch of grass?

Li Mo'er slowly moved forward a few steps, and when she was about five steps away from the patch of grass, she turned around and ran away without looking back.

She ran all the way to the top of the mountain before stopping, panting, to check on the enemy's situation, only to find them completely hidden by the bushes.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she realized she couldn't see it.

So she sat down on the hilltop to rest. However, as soon as she sat down, she discovered that although she couldn't see what was happening there while standing, she could vaguely see some things while sitting down.

She couldn't see it clearly, but she was sure she saw a piece of clothing with some red shadows on it, though she couldn't tell if it was blood or a pattern.

She stood up, wanting to turn and leave, but her feet seemed rooted to the spot, and she was in immense inner turmoil.

She didn't know whether it was a piece of clothing or a person.

What about the bloodstains around there?

Her intuition told her that this might be dangerous, but if it really was a person, she couldn't bear to leave them to die.

After hesitating for a long time on the hilltop, she finally mustered up the courage to go there.

He was still holding that branch in his hand, tapping and striking it incessantly.

As they approached the bushes, Li Mo'er tentatively called out from a distance.

"Hey!"

He then tapped the nearby bushes with a twig and quickly backed away, only to find that there was no response.

Li Mo'er felt somewhat relieved; if it were a human, they would have reacted long ago.

She was scared and decided not to go. It wasn't exactly that she was abandoning someone to their death, since they weren't even human.

She had just turned around and taken two steps when she heard a rustling sound coming from the bushes.

Li Mo'er suddenly stopped and listened carefully to the sound, which seemed to include heavy breathing.

It's people!

She carefully walked back, taking smaller and smaller steps as she got closer to the bushes.

She gently parted the grass with a twig and peeked out fearfully.

Ok?

This outfit seems even more glamorous than the one Shen Ziche wore last time. Could he be a rich person?

But he was lying face down, so his face was obscured, and it was impossible to tell whether he was male or female.

She gently poked the man's back with a twig, but found no reaction at all.

Could he be dead?

Li Mo'er quickly put down the branch and turned the person around.

The moment she saw his face, she was so startled that she took a step back, sat down on the ground, and looked away.

What a face it was! It was covered in blood and dirt, and you couldn't make out any features at all.

She looked at the bloodstains in front of the man, which had soaked a large area, and guessed that the blood was his own.

If this blood is allowed to flow freely, he will die in less than an hour.

Li Mo'er thought that since she had encountered this situation, she should lend a helping hand.

She put the man's arm on her shoulder and swayed as she walked back.

She didn't know anything about this person, so she definitely couldn't take him home. She could only settle him in that cave for the time being.

Before long, Li Mo'er was covered in sweat, and her clothes were soaked through. She could only grit her teeth and persevere.

Her legs trembled uncontrollably, and the moment she saw the cave, Li Mo'er was so excited she almost cried.

If she continued walking, she would die on this mountain.

She walked unsteadily into the cave, stopping every few steps. The cave was dry, but there was only some soil, no haystacks.

She didn't care about anything else, and directly laid the person down on the ground, wiping the sweat from her forehead.

But she couldn't rest for too long; it had taken them more than fifteen minutes to get here, and she needed to stop his bleeding immediately.

She emptied all the herbs from her basket and found the thistle, which she remembered could be used to stop bleeding.

When she tore open the man's shirt, she froze on the spot. It was a man!?!