Li Family Village, after being in coma for a day, Yin'er woke up, shook his slightly groggy little head, and was startled when he saw the little boy within easy reach.
"Mom, that sister is awake."
When the little boy saw this, his young face showed joy, he ran out of the inner room and shouted outside.
Not long after, the woman followed the little boy into the house. When she saw the girl sitting up on the bed, a gentle smile appeared on her face and she said, "Wake up."
"Where is this place?"
Yin'er looked out the window in confusion and said.
"Li Family Village"
The woman said softly, "You passed out at the end of the village. My father and I brought you back."
Yin'er looked at the still sleeping figure in red beside him, a flash of sadness flashed in his beautiful big eyes. After a moment, deep in his heart, he looked at the woman with a bright smile and said, "Thank you."
"Don't be so polite. By the way, you must be hungry after being unconscious for so long. I'll get you some food."
After saying that, the woman walked out of the inner room, went to the stove in the other room, poured some porridge, brought it over, and carefully handed it to the girl in front of her who had just woken up from a coma.
Yin'er took the porridge, took a small sip, then smiled happily and said, "It's delicious."
"If it's delicious, eat more. There's still a lot in the pot," the woman said softly.
"Yeah"
Yin'er nodded and agreed softly.
"Sister, who is the person next to you? What disease does he have?" The little boy looked at the unconscious young man in red and asked in confusion.
Yin'er heard this, paused his hands, and said in a low mood, "He is my master. He suffered some injuries, so he can't wake up yet."
"The injury to my sister's master is really serious. Doctor Li in the village said that his pulse is very strange. It doesn't look like a normal person should have a pulse." The little boy said with a worried look on his face.
Yin'er calmed down his emotions, smiled softly, and said, "It's okay. Master's injury will be healed soon, and he will be able to wake up by then."
"Oh"
The little boy nodded in understanding and responded.
Yin'er After drinking the porridge, he stretched his somewhat numb legs and feet, then got out of bed and walked towards the outhouse.
In the outhouse, the man who is the head of the family is not at home. At noon, he brings the farm tools to the villagers. Only the woman is busy in the outhouse, cleaning the dust scattered next to the stove.
"Let me help"
Yin'er stepped forward, took the broom, and after just a few sweeps, his face was covered with dust.
When the woman saw this, she smiled softly and said, "I'll do it. I see that little girl, you haven't done this at home."
Yin'er was a little embarrassed and scratched her little nose. In the past, her mother and master took care of her, and she was really not very good at this.
"I just heard that that young man is your master. His injuries may not be easy to cure. Doctor Li in the village is already the best doctor nearby. There is nothing he can do. You may have to go to those big places to find a better doctor," the woman said softly.
"Yeah"
Yin'er nodded without further explanation. Ordinary people had ordinary lives, and she didn't want to disturb them.
"Your health is just fine. Don't walk around outside for a long time. Go back home and rest."
The woman persuaded her when she saw the little girl standing nearby.
"I'm fine now. By the way, I don't know what to call you," Yin'er said.
"Just call me Auntie Li. This is Li Family Village. Most of the people in the village are named Li. The child's father will come back after delivering the farm tools to the villagers. Then I will ask your Uncle Li to kill an old hen for you to replenish your health," the woman said gently.
"Thank you Auntie Li" Yin'er said with a sweet smile.
Not long after, the middle-aged man came back from delivering farm tools. When he saw the little girl standing in the room, he was startled for a moment, then showed an honest smile and said, "Little girl, you're awake."
"My name is Yin'er" the little girl smiled.
"The father of the child, go and kill an old hen to replenish the child's body." The woman looked at the man and said.
"Well, I'll go right away."
The man responded, immediately put down all the farm tools he had not delivered, and walked towards the chicken coop in the yard.
"I'll go take a look"
Yin'er said something and followed curiously.
However, not long after, the little girl came back with a pale face, obviously not used to the scene of killing chickens.
When the woman saw this, she smiled. This little girl looked like a child from a wealthy family, and her hands were not stained by oil smoke at all.
While dinner was being cooked, Yin'er watched from the sidelines, asking about this and that without any acknowledgment. The woman also explained everything in a gentle voice without any impatience.
On the side, the little boy looked longingly at the old hen stewed in the pot, his young face full of longing.
"Xiao Yuan, we don't have enough firewood. Let's go chop some more."
Seeing that there was not much firewood in front of the stove, the woman looked at the little boy beside her and said.
"Okay"
The little boy responded obediently, then wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and ran out of the house.
"I'm going to help"
Yin'er said softly and ran out.
"My dear, this is money for farm tools. There are some folks in my hometown who really can't afford it right now, so let's just keep paying for it." The man entered the house, took out some copper coins, and said.
The woman sighed softly and said, "It's not easy. Please help if you can. With such heavy snow this year, I guess there won't be a good harvest next year. Why doesn't God always let us ordinary people live a good life?"
Outside the house, a little boy was chopping firewood with a Woodcutter's Blade. A child under ten years old did not have much strength, especially since it was still winter, and the firewood was frozen solid. Therefore, the little boy was chopping firewood with great difficulty. It took several times to split a piece of firewood.
"Let me try." Yin'er saw it and volunteered.
The little boy said Woodcutter's Blade and handed it over without trust, and reminded in a childish voice, "The firewood is very hard, be careful."
"Yeah"
Yin'er took Woodcutter's Blade, responded, walked to the front, took a piece of firewood and put it on the ground, then struck it with a knife.
With a bang, the firewood fell apart and flew all over the courtyard. Yin'er and the little boy next to it were startled and looked at each other, unable to react for a moment.
In the house, the woman and the man heard the noise and hurried out to see what happened. When they saw the Woodcutter's Blade in the little girl's hand and the firewood scattered in the yard, they couldn't help but smile. This girl is so strong.
Yin'er left Woodcutter's Blade behind and quickly picked up the firewood scattered in the yard. He smiled sheepishly and explained, "I wasn't used to it just now."
"Be careful and don't hurt yourself."
The woman warned her and went back to the house to continue cooking.
"I don't know where this little girl came from, how could she dare to run around alone in the ice and snow, and the world is so chaotic now, what should I do if I meet a bad person? I just heard that this child came out to seek medical treatment from his master. Look at her forehead, there is so much blood, she must have asked for help along the way." In front of the stove, the woman cooked rice again, while feeling a little distressed.
"This little girl is probably not an ordinary person. When I went to the village to deliver farm tools just now, I met Doctor Li again. He said that the young man brought by this little girl is probably the same as those enshrined in our dynasty. He is a great practitioner," the man said.
The woman was stunned, but then she didn't believe it and said, "It's impossible, that young man looks to be in his twenties. According to legend, aren't those offerings to old gods with immortal winds and Daoist bones?"
"I don't know either"
The man shook his head and said, "However, Doctor Li once stayed in the Imperial City when he was young and has experienced a lot. He must have a reason for saying so."
"So, that little girl is a disciple of a great cultivator? No wonder she has such great strength. However, apart from being stronger, there is no difference between this child and ordinary people. Aren't those cultivators very difficult to get along with?" the woman asked in confusion.
"Maybe we saved her, or maybe this little girl is kind-hearted to begin with," the man responded.
While the two were talking, outside, Yin'er and the little boy came in holding firewood, and immediately put the firewood in front of the stove. Snowflakes all over their bodies were floating everywhere.
Seeing this, the woman took the linen cloth from the side and dusted the snow off both of them. She looked at the man and smiled helplessly. Such a little girl did not look like a practitioner.
Outside the house, it was getting dark, and the scene outside could no longer be seen clearly. Inside the house, the aroma of stewed old hen filled the air, and the greedy Yin'er and the little boy couldn't take their eyes away.
"Why don't you invite Doctor Li over? Over the years, Doctor Li has helped everyone a lot," the woman asked, looking at the man.
"Yeah"
The man nodded, looked at the little boy aside and said, "Xiao Yuan, go ahead and call him."
"Okay"
The little boy nodded and ran out before it was completely dark.
"Yin'er, go wash your hands and get ready to eat."
The woman looked at the little girl next to the stove and said.
"Yeah"
Yin'er After hearing this, he went to the outer room to wash his hands and came back to help serve the food.
The food was very sumptuous, and ordinary people from different families could not eat meat more than a few times a year. They usually only had it during the New Year and festivals. This time, it was also because of the guest Yin'er that they made an exception and killed an old hen that had been raised for many years.
Outside, in the wind and snow, the little boy came back and pulled the old man in green robe into the house with him. There was a lot of snow on his clothes.
The old man dusted off the snow on his body, looked at the woman and man in the room, and said, "It's so disturbing to come here so late."
"Doctor Li You're so polite, come over and warm yourself up by the fire," the man said.
The old man nodded, walked to the stove, and toasted his frozen hands. His old eyes looked at the little girl who came out with the food and said, "Oh? You woke up so soon."
"Thank you Doctor Li for saving me," Yin'er said with a sweet smile.
"No, I didn't do anything."
The old man shook his head, hesitated, and said, "Little girl, who are you that young man?"
"He is my master," Yin'er said honestly.
When the old man heard this, a strange color flashed in his eyes. Sure enough, this little girl was no ordinary person.
In the inner room, on the bed, the unconscious Hongyi remained motionless, stopping for the first time in thirty years.