The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Chapter 1465: Tempering the Spirit of Hard Work and Endurance

Shang Xi also realized that they were coming for her, because those people's eyes were like nails wedged into her. Although the eyes had no actual weight, staring at Shang Xi made her legs and feet feel heavy as if they weighed a thousand pounds, and her heart sank as well. She regretted not bringing a few more servants with her when she went out today.

In my anxious heart, I always remind myself that nothing will happen.

At this time, even Yuhua stood up. She stood in front of Shang Xi, pointed at the people in front and said fiercely: "Why are you all staring at her? She has no money. I am her housekeeper. If you have any problems, come to me."

Seeing these people step forward, Yuhua also panicked. She pointed her finger back and forth at the people in front of her and threatened: "If you have something to say, just stand there and say it. You are not allowed to get even half a step closer. If you get any closer, I will report you to the police!"

Yuhua's shout startled many people. Cheng Youning was the first to drop his hoe and run over. "What's going on?"

Han Nianxia asked, "Are they targeting your mother?"

Cheng Youning was so young that he heard someone say something bad about his mother. He instantly became furious and shouted fiercely, "Who wants to hurt my mother? Stand up and let me see who is so bold as to do this."

At this time, a child who had received Cheng Youning's favor stood up tremblingly, with marks of roasted sparrows on the corners of his mouth. The child was either stuttering or frightened by Cheng Youning. In any case, he spoke hesitantly, "You...you...just didn't say...are you going to find...her for porridge? I...we want to know when we can have porridge."

Cheng Youning was speechless. The kid had actually broken his words into pieces. "Can you straighten your tongue when you speak?"

The child pointed at the sword in Cheng Youning's hand and said, "I... I'm afraid of the sword in your hand. Ya... Yatuo's soldiers will... just stab me with the sword."

As he spoke, the child lifted up his clothes and showed Cheng Youning the knife wound on his body that had not yet healed. Cheng Youning knew that no one had any ill intentions and no one was trying to harm his mother, so he put away his sword.

At this time, several women breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. It turned out to be a false alarm. Yuhua was just pretending to scare people. She was now sweating all over. She was weak to begin with. She had used up all her strength in those two shouts just now. Now her legs were so weak that they were about to fall apart.

But at this time, Yuhua still pointed at everyone and said, "If you want to drink porridge, just say drink porridge. What are you doing around her? Go sit somewhere cool. When the rice comes, wash the pot and cook porridge. We will call you when the porridge is ready. But no one of you is allowed to make trouble here. If you make trouble, don't even think about drinking porridge."

As expected of him, he is the chief steward of Prince Pang's mansion. Even though his life has suffered a severe blow, he can still command everyone with confidence at the critical moment.

Everyone was obedient and went to find a cool place to stay.

Cheng Youning turned around and asked Shang Xi, "Mom, you are scared, right? This is my fault. I told them that I would give out porridge here later. I didn't expect them to pass the message so quickly and come to me to ask for porridge so soon."

Shang Xi's face was as white as paper, she hadn't recovered yet, but she had calmed down a lot, "Mom is fine, as long as they don't have any bad intentions, Mom is not afraid."

"Don't be afraid, mother. I'm working in the fields. If you need anything, just call me and I'll be right here."

Shang Xi smiled, feeling very satisfied that her son could protect him. "Okay, I'll call you if I have anything."

"That kid went to reclaim the wasteland."

Shang Xi felt a little distressed when he saw Cheng Youning getting slapped in the face with his red head, "Son, did your teacher say how long he would take you to cultivate the wasteland here?"

Cheng Youning shook his head, "No, the teacher is quiet and old-fashioned, otherwise he would have asked for trouble and eaten dry sesame cakes!"

"You should know the teacher's painstaking efforts. This is to cultivate your spirit of hard work and perseverance."

Cheng Youning curled his lips slightly, expressing his inner protest and dissatisfaction, "My mother has gone to work in the fields."

"Go ahead, you'll have porridge to drink when your father comes."

Cheng Youning hummed and was about to leave, but Shang Xi stopped him in time, "Youning, did you bring any medicine with you when you went out?"

"Of course I have to bring it. Mom needs it."

"As for the child who was stumbling over his words just now, I think he's seriously injured. If he doesn't take medicine in such hot weather, he'll get infected."

"In the carriage, I asked Qiao Rong to get medicine for my mother."

After saying this, Cheng Youning went back to the fields to reclaim the wasteland on an empty stomach. The medicine he wanted was soon delivered to him by Qiao Rong.

She wanted to wave to the child who was still staring at her from under the roots of a tree in the distance, and the child came over tremblingly.

Shang Xi heard the voice and asked, "How old are you?"

"Eight years old!"

"Lift up your clothes."

"Do...what?"

Shang Xi had been friendly and gentle enough, but the child still had a grudge against him and was very afraid of her. His dirty little hands unconsciously covered his wounds.

"Look at your injuries. Didn't you just say that you were injured by a sword? I have some medicine here. I can give you some."

When the child heard that there was medicine, he excitedly lifted up his torn clothes to reveal his wound.

"This!" Shang Xi took a step back after seeing the wound, "You are so badly injured and you are running around like this."

"It's because I ran fast, otherwise my arms and legs would have been ripped off by the fangs."

"You need to see a doctor."

“No need to see a doctor. It’s been a long time. I’m almost well. At that time, everyone said that I wouldn’t live long, but I didn’t die. I shouldn’t die.” The child talked to himself, and there was a hint of expectation in his fearful and anxious eyes, as if someone said he would not die and he would be blessed by God and live a long life.

Shang Xi didn't want to scare him, but the red blade with a black tinge was clearly there. How could this kid think that he would be cured?

Looking at this child who was both afraid of death and strong, Shang Xi didn't know how to treat his wound. The horrific extent of the wound made Shang Xi dare not take action. If he did a good job, it would be a great achievement, but if he did not, it would be like rubbing salt into the child's wound.

After all, she was not a doctor and had never bandaged such a horrific wound.

Han Nianxia on the side had covered her eyes with her fingers, leaving only a small gap.

Shang Xi was at a loss, "How can I do this? Why don't you lie down and I'll apply medicine on you."

Yuhua hated those beasts in Yatuo and felt sorry for the child's miserable life. At the same time, she disagreed with Shang Xi's proposal, "The ground is so hot that it looks like it's on fire. It's not okay to lie on the ground..."

Before Yuhua could finish her words, the child had already obediently laid on the ground.

"Hey! Aren't you hot?" Yuhua wanted to reach out and help the child up.

The child was puzzled, "Should I lie down or not? If not, you can give me the medicine and I will do it myself."