The night stretched his figure very long. As the last afterglow fell, the sky was completely dark, leaving only the cold moonlight and twinkling stars in the night sky.

Meng Yunshu ran. His heart was lifted high, and when he heard Yu Jinyue’s words, his heart was raised to his throat. He feared that Yu Jinhuai had an accident.

The vision in front gradually widened, and he could clearly see Yu Jinyue and another middle-aged man supporting Yu Jinhuai on the left and right not far away. Behind them was a young man pulling a cart. Daqing followed the cart and occasionally shouted at the wild animals on the cart to scare them.

As he got closer, he could clearly smell the blood in the air. His heart jumped, and he was stunned in the place, staring stupidly. It was only when Yu Jinhuai called his name that he came back to his senses.

 Seeing this, Meng Yunshu ran over in panic and stood still. He looked Yu Jinhuai up and down. Seeing that he was covered in blood, he almost couldn’t breathe. He asked in a trembling voice: “What happened? He was fine when he went out this morning.”

As he spoke, his eyes couldn’t help but become sore. Seeing that the man in front of him was almost covered in blood, his eyes kept scanning his body, looking for wounds, and guessing where he was injured? Is it serious?

Yu Jinhuai smiled and said bitterly: “I met a wild boar and didn’t expect to scare it.” Then, afraid that Meng Yunshu would think too much, he comforted him and said: “It’s okay, just a little injury.”

Meng Yunshu obviously didn’t believe him. He looked at him suspiciously several times. Then he remembered that it was not a good thing to stand here. Seeing that he couldn’t help, he stepped aside. He was fine after stepping back, but he scared Yu Zhining who was running behind him.

Seeing his uncle covered in blood, Yu Zhining was so scared that he cried loudly on the spot.

 “Uncle – wuwu – what’s wrong with you? Y-you, don’t want you to die, wuwu——”

Yu Zhining cried very hard. The veins on his forehead and neck were clearly visible to the naked eye. His face was flushed, he was out of breath from crying, and it took him a long time to finish a sentence.

As soon as he said this, all the men present were distressed, not to mention Meng Yunshu who was still worried. His eyes turned red and tears almost burst out. Considering the presence of the elders, he forced himself to hold back his tears and hurriedly picked up Yu Zhining and coaxed him in a low voice.

Yu Jinhuai also spoke at the right time to prove that he was really fine.

 “Ah Ning, dear, uncle is fine. I just sprained my ankle, and the blood on my body is from the wild boar.”

Yu Zhining hugged Meng Yunshu’s neck and cried loudly. When he heard Yu Jinhuai’s voice, he carefully opened his eyes and looked at him, sobbing and asking: “Really?”

Without waiting for Yu Jinhuai to speak, the middle-aged man who supported Yu Jinhuai said with full energy: “Village Chief Uncle assures you that your uncle is fine and in good health.”

At this time, Meng Yunshu knew that the middle-aged man was Ye Chongshan, the village chief of Cangnan Village. Yu Jinhuai told him the name of the village chief of Cangnan Village, and now he finally matched the person with the name.

Ye Chongshan, the village chief of Cangnan Village, is as his name suggests. He has a square face with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a serious expression on his face, and a tall and strong body. At first glance, he feels that he is a reliable person and very convincing. At this time, he coaxes Yu Zhining with a trace of kindness between his eyebrows.

 “I-I believe the village chief.” Yu Zhining’s crying gradually subsided, but he couldn’t stop for a while and kept hiccuping.

When they walked to the door, they found a teenager and a middle-aged man standing outside the gate. The middle-aged man was carrying a box on his back. Seeing them come back, the teenager happily ran to Ye Chongshan and asked for credit: “Dad, I brought Doctor Ming here.”

It turned out to be the village chief’s child.

“Brother Xiao Hai.” Yu Zhining in his arms spoke at the right time, letting Meng Yunshu know the name of the village chief’s son.

Ye Hai was only twelve or thirteen years old, and he was full of vigor and vitality.

Ming Jin glanced at Yu Jinhuai and urged: “It’s late, I’m in a hurry to go to bed.”

Ye Chongshan nodded in agreement.

 Meng Yunshu hurriedly stepped forward and pushed open the door. Yu Zhining had come down when he pushed the door. At this time, he, Meng Yunshu and Ye Hai lifted the straw curtain. The oil lamp was lit in the main room, so it was not dark. The road under their feet could be seen clearly.

The door of the bedroom was also wide open. With the light from the main room, the two of them helped Yu Jinhuai to the kang.

Meng Yunshu was the last one to enter the bedroom, he placed the oil lamp on the kang cabinet. The small bedroom suddenly became bright.

Yu Jinhuai on the kang had been stripped of his clothes, revealing his strong body. At this time, his chest was covered with large and small blue-black scars, and underneath these scars were scars from swords and knives.

Looking at the wounds on his body, Meng Yunshu turned his head away reluctantly and sniffed. What he saw in front of him was the dark blue from the collision on Yu Jinhuai’s body.

“Huai’s family, go and boil a pot of hot water.” Ming Jin frowned and said without turning back.

Meng Yunshu responded and left with Yu Zhining. He was afraid that Yu Zhining would be scared if he stayed here. Just by looking at the bruises on his chest, Meng Yunshu could imagine what his back and other parts would look like. Just now, he accidentally saw how swollen his ankle was when he took off his socks.

Ye Chongshan and Ming Jin were in the bedroom, so Yu Jinyue came out with him.

Under the eaves sat a man pulling a cart. After Yu Jinyue introduced him, he knew that it was Ye Chongshui, the younger brother of the village chief.

On the cart were a wild goat and a wild boar that Yu Jinhuai had killed. The goat was alive, but the wild boar was dead.

 Meng Yunshu didn’t look at it much. He was anxious to boil water. Yu Jinyue and Ye Chongshui were busy with these things, and Ye Hai followed to watch the fun.

The wild boar meat was packed and placed in the kitchen. It was covered tightly, so that mice would not run in to eat. As for the goat, it was tied to the backyard, with water and hay prepared for it. Yu Jinhuai planned to sell it for a good price so he had to be careful.

Unsure when Yu Jinhuai would come back, Meng Yunshu kept the hot water in the big pot. Now he only needed to pull open the baffle on the chimney and stuff a handful of straw into the stove. The sparks left at the bottom of the pot would soon burn the straw.

After the water was hot, Meng Yunshu called Yu Jinyue and asked him to bring a basin of hot water in. He added more than half a bucket of water to the pot. After the water boiled, he found the wild honey at home, made a few bowls and brought them to the bedroom and the main room.

 The pot of hot water was quickly used up, and Yu Jinhuai’s wounds were also treated with medicine. After paying the medical fee, the medicine fee, and sending the village chief and others away, the Yu family home finally calmed down.

The two wolfhounds at home were barking. Meng Yunshu remembered that he had not fed them yet, and Yu Jinhuai on the kang had not eaten.

He started to move in the kitchen again. He knew that if it weren’t for Daqing, Yu Jinhuai might be more injured. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain to make a bowl of malted milk for Daqing, and soaked two steamed buns in the bowl. Of course, he also made some for Dahei, otherwise Daqing would not be able to eat peacefully.

He squatted down and looked at Daqing carefully. He saw that there were no wounds on its body, but there were a few pieces of hair missing on its back. Meng Yunshu was relieved.

The medicine was boiling on the medicine stove in the kitchen, and he brought the dinner prepared for Yu Jinhuai into the bedroom.

 Walking out of the kitchen, Meng Yunshu looked at the bright bedroom through the white air he exhaled. Under the eaves, there were two wolfhounds eating happily, wagging their tails while eating to show their good mood.

Yu Jinhuai on the kang was still coaxing Yu Zhining. Hearing footsteps, he turned his head and looked at the person coming. The scenes he had seen before kept flashing in his mind.