The Bully General's Spiritual Husband

Li Zhe returned home under the cover of night. As soon as he opened the gate, he saw Li Mo sitting on the threshold of the inner room with tears in her eyes.

He thought that Li Mo was crying because he was late and Li Mo didn't see him.

He hurriedly put down what he was carrying, walked over and picked Li Mo up in his arms: "Why are you crying, Xiao Mo? It's my fault for coming back late. Are you hungry? I'll make you dinner right away."

Li Mo cried, leaning on Li Zhe's shoulder, "Mother ran away."

Li Zhe, who hadn't heard Li Mo speak in all these months, was stunned. Xiao Mo had just spoken; he couldn't have heard wrong, could he?

He leaned back and stared intently at Li Mo: "Did Mo Mo just say something? Uncle didn't hear wrong, did he? Say what you just said again."

Li Mo simply handed the scraps of cloth in his hand to Li Zhe, but said nothing more.

Li Zhe was puzzled. Where did Li Mo tear off those strips of cloth from, and why was he showing them to him?

He was certain he hadn't misheard, but he didn't know why Li Mo was unwilling to speak now.

What exactly happened between Yin Baicai and the other two when Yin Baicai came to the house today? Li Mo actually spoke up. I'll have to ask him about it tomorrow.

What happened to them today that made Xiao Mo speak?

Xiao Mo just said "Mom ran away," but her sister-in-law has already passed away. What exactly happened?

Li Zhe asked again, but Li Mo still didn't speak, instead just kept showing him the tattered strips of cloth in his hand.

Li Zhe still didn't understand what Li Mo was trying to say. The uncle and nephew talked at cross purposes for a long time, until Li Mo's stomach rumbled, breaking the silence.

Li Zhe then put the person in his arms down: "Mo Mo is hungry. Uncle will cook for you right away."

After Li Zhe left, Li Mo folded the strip of cloth in his hand and put it in his pocket.

She thought to herself: When I see my mother again next time, I will definitely hold her tightly and not let her run away.

When Li Zhe arrived at the kitchen, he saw that the meal he had prepared that morning had been completely eaten by Li Mo.

Even the bowls were washed clean by Yin Baicai and put in the cupboard.

Li Zhe lit the fire and made a simple dinner for the two of them.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Li Zhe washed up Li Mo and carried him to bed to sleep.

He went back to the yard, packed up the game he had hunted that day, and prepared to take it to town to sell the next day.

Today he hunted some pheasants and rabbits.

I originally wanted to come back early, but who would have thought that I would find a rabbit burrow, and it took me a lot of effort to catch the whole burrow of rabbits.

These prey were mostly alive, only slightly injured.

The restaurants in town offered low prices for dead animals, so he tried to control himself and catch live ones.

After finishing, I went back to my room to sleep.

At dawn, the crowing of roosters pierced the sky, bringing Peach Blossom Village to life.

Today is market day, and everyone is preparing to go to town to take a look.

The market in Qingshui Town is held once every seven days, and the town is always bustling with activity.

Farmers from the surrounding villages would take this opportunity to visit the town.

Peach Blossom Village was poor; its more than eighty households couldn't even scrape together enough money for one oxcart.

Everyone walks to the town; their village is the farthest from Qingshui Town.

It takes two hours to go to and from town.

Lying in bed, Yin Baicai felt extremely tired. She had to walk to the next town; how exhausting that must be.

In modern times, he and his best buddies spend a lot of time wandering the streets every day to shoot video footage.

These guys, who spent their days doing absolutely nothing, were dubbed "spiritual street hustlers" by their fans.

I never imagined I'd have to walk to town now; I hate walking the most.

When I have money in the future, I will definitely buy an oxcart, so that it will be much more convenient to go out.

But if I don't go, we'll run out of salt and other things at home, so I'd better go.

We can't just eat boiled wild vegetables, can we?

I can't even accept it myself just by imagining it.

She quickly got out of bed and rummaged through the closet for a pair of cloth shoes that the original owner had always been reluctant to wear.

This was made by his mother, who, despite being ill, painstakingly crafted it for him stitch by stitch.

The original plan was to make clothes and shoes for him by hand, but his mother still didn't make it through the ordeal.

In the end, only one pair of shoes was made.

Yin Baicai thought to herself, what if she wore those shoes with soles as thin as paper again when she went to town?

Before we even get there, the soles of these shoes will probably be punctured by pebbles.

He thought to himself: "Little socially anxious girl, I've already worn the shoes your mother made for you. I know they're precious, but if I wear those tattered cloth shoes again, my feet won't be able to take it."

After putting on her new shoes, Yin Baicai took a few steps and finally felt that the soles of her feet were no longer in close contact with the ground.

Wearing tattered cloth shoes gave him the feeling of walking barefoot, and besides, the roads in Peach Blossom Village were all muddy.

The stones on the ground were really hard to walk on.

After washing up and eating a bowl of porridge, Yin Baicai picked up a small piece of black wood shavings left over from the fire, which would be very useful.

He went to the water tank and mixed the sawdust with the juice of a plant leaf he had picked on the mountain the day before.

I applied it to my wrist, and soon the light red birthmark was covered up, turning into a bluish birthmark.

The original owner discovered this by chance. Once, he went to the mountain to cut grass and got some of the plant's juice on his hands. When he got home and was about to take the wood chips out of the stove, he found that his palms had turned blue.

He couldn't wash the stain off even after washing his hands, but the color would lighten every day and disappear after three days.

Because this plant is quite unique, the socially anxious child remembered it.

This was exactly what Yin Baicai wanted; he had an important matter to attend to in town later.

I put the herbs I dug up yesterday into a cloth bag, picked up the bag, and opened the courtyard gate.

To my surprise, there was a plump pheasant by the door, its legs tightly bound by wild grass.

The chicken kept struggling on the ground, clucking incessantly.

Yin Baicai picked up the chicken and stared at the pheasant for a moment: "I'll let you live one more day today, and I'll put you in the pot tomorrow."

Upon hearing him say that, the pheasant tried to pounce on him.

Yin Baicai immediately turned it upside down and carried it home, then untied the straw rope binding the chicken and threw it into the chicken basket.

Two more handfuls of chicken grass were thrown in.

He thought to himself: This must have been left somewhere by that bully Li. He had given it to me before, but I was too afraid to take it.

He left late; most of the villagers had already gone to town.

Those who wanted to sell their goods in town set off before dawn, afraid that if they arrived late, all the good spots in town would be taken.

Peach Blossom Village is the furthest from the town, so many people travel there before dawn.

Now, you only see a few people strolling leisurely on the street.

Two women happened to be the ones who had chatted with him while fetching water that day. When they saw Yin Baicai coming over, they greeted him with smiles.

"Hey, Brother Cai, you're going to the market today too?"

Yin Baicai smiled and said, "Yes, aunties, let's go together. It'll be good to have company."

"Yes, Brother Cai has become more talkative and loves to laugh. It's good for us to walk together; we can chat for a while and we'll be there soon."

The three of them arrived at Qingshui Town, chatting and laughing.

Yin Baicai bid farewell to the two women and headed towards the pharmacy alone.

As you walk through the crowded streets, the constant shouts of vendors fill the air.

Looking at the dazzling array of goods in front of her, Yin Baicai thought to herself: This market is really lively. It feels like I'm back in the days when I went to the market with Brother Hao and the others at seven in the morning and competed with the elderly to buy things.

Back then, none of them had any money, so they would rush to buy the cheapest and freshest things as early as possible. They were always among the few who participated in supermarket discount promotions.

When I entered the pharmacy, the doctor was busy seeing patients.

The pharmacy clerk came over to greet him: "Young man, it's been a long time since you've been here. What kind of medicine do you want to buy today?"

Qianzhitang is the most reasonably priced pharmacy in town. The original owner's mother always got her medicine from here, and over the years he had become very familiar with the doctors and staff.

Sometimes when he came to buy medicine, people would give him a discount. Poor people couldn't afford medical treatment, so Qianzhitang would always give them some time off.

Therefore, this pharmacy is the most popular, and it's packed with people even early in the morning.

Yin Baicai handed the herbs he had picked the day before to the shop assistant, who weighed them and then gave him thirty coins.

He took the money, bid farewell to the shop assistant at Qianzhitang, and left.

Yin Baicai felt the thirty coins in her pocket. Finally, she saw a glimpse of money. Otherwise, she always felt uneasy when she had no money in her pocket.

With money in his pocket, Yin Baicai walked into a bustling shop.