MTL - The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor-Chapter 11 Rescue(1)

Chapter 11 Rescue (1)

"Dad, that old man said that there is Longshi Town not far ahead. Why don't we go to the town first? Then we won't have to rush in the afternoon and rest in the town at night!" Mo Yan sipped the water from the bamboo tube. He told Mo Qingze what he had just learned from an old man passing by.

Mo Qingze looked at his youngest daughter and son sitting listlessly on the ground, then looked up at the sky and nodded, "I'm afraid the weather will change tonight, so we'll rest in the town for two days and wait for the heavy rain to pass before leaving. "

Mo Yan was still very convinced of her father's ability to read the weather. Looking at the piercing sunshine outside the shade of the trees, she couldn't help but wipe the hot sweat from her forehead! It has been half a month since they traveled through time. In the past half month, they have been traveling non-stop. Fortunately, the journey has been smooth. Apart from meeting some people who were also fleeing north, they have not encountered any villains who robbed children. thing.

The heat has been so sweltering these two days that the two little ones can no longer bear it. If they continue to travel in the rain, they may get sick.

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“Masters, please be kind to me. My grandfather is seriously ill. Please let us in to see the doctor!”

At the gate of Longshi Town, Li Yan knelt on the ground in pain and begged the gatekeeper. She hugged her grandfather tightly, who was lying on the ground and could barely hear his breathing. She couldn't help crying. Her parents had already passed away. Now that she is gone, she can no longer lose her grandfather, her only relative.

"You are a poor person who can't even get twenty cents, and you still want to enter Longshi Town? You are daydreaming about the blue sky!" One of the broad-faced government servants who seemed to be the leader waved his hand impatiently and pushed Li Yan, and the little girl Unsteady, he fell to the ground.

Ignoring the pain of the scratched skin on her palms, she got up and knelt on the ground again, grabbing the hem of the yamen servant's clothes and crying: "Our family went to Beijing to find relatives, and were robbed by bandits. Both parents were killed, and all the money was lost. I was robbed, and I really can’t get out the twenty cents. Grandpa is my only relative. Please let us go to the town to find a doctor!"

After saying that, he knocked his forehead violently, hitting the ground again and again with a thumping sound. After a while, his forehead was **** and stained with a large piece of soil.

The broad-faced yamen servant had a look of impatience on his face. He was unmoved and had no intention of letting her in.

A servant with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks next to him rolled his eyes maliciously, and then said flatteringly: "Boss, this little girl is fair and fair. Why don't you raise her as a child bride for Da Zhuang and train her slowly? This will save you a lot of money." Here’s the betrothal gift!”

“I also think this is a good idea. When others find out about it, they will only praise me for having a bodhisattva heart!”

“Yes, yes, this little girl looks so docile, she will definitely be submissive to your strong family!”

Several other government officials also nodded and started cheering.

Thinking of his adult son at home, who was irritable, irritable and loved to hit others, the broad-faced government official had some thoughts. But if he did this, others would laugh at his son for being a fool who couldn't find a wife. She wants to live in a broken household and become a child bride.

Thinking of this, his face darkened, he kicked the little girl, and scolded: "The rules set by the mayor, if you want to enter the town from out of town, you have to pay ten cents per person. If you don't have money, you just smash the place." Even if you don’t, I won’t let you in.”

That kick was so heavy that Li Yan's small body was kicked directly to the ground, and she struggled for a long time without getting up.

There were many people watching helplessly, but no one dared to say a fair word, and no one dared to step forward to help her.

The broad-faced yamen servant glanced at her disdainfully, snorted coldly, and turned around to leave. Several other government officials did not expect that their flattery was slapped on the horse's leg. They looked at each other, but they did not dare to follow and continued to stand at the door to collect "tolls."

 (End of this chapter)