Jing Yuan was not in the mood to eat. After feeding Chu Xia medicine, he kept sitting beside her and guarding her.

Fusheng walked over, carried two pots of cakes, and asked curiously to them: "Where did you come from? Why did you appear in the woods? Did you be in the woods when the fire was burned? It's a blessing that you were not burned to death by the fire. Do you know how the fire caused it?"

Fusheng asked many questions in a row. No outsiders have come to their town for a long time, and it is such a beautiful sibling, how could it not arouse his curiosity?

Their identities could not be revealed to others, so Jing Yuan had to lie that they were siblings and came back from relatives' homes and walked through the woods to get closer. As a result, a fire almost burned them to death. Fortunately, it rained and saved their lives.

Fusheng couldn't help but sigh, saying that you are really lucky, but you are also dangerous enough.

When Chu Xia opened her eyes, she found that she was in a strange place. She thought she was dreaming, as if they were sheltering from the rain in a cave, right? Why did she come here?

"Chu Xia, how do you feel when you wake up?" Jing Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Chu Xia open his eyes and hurried forward to help her up.

Feeling a little dizzy, Chu Xia looked at Jing Yuan in confusion and asked weakly: "Junbao, what's wrong with me?"

"You were in a miasma in the woods. Fortunately, Fusheng and his father saved us. We are now at their home."

Only then did Chu Xia see the boy standing at the door with a silly smile and said sincerely: "Your name is Fusheng? Thank you."

Fusheng smiled embarrassedly and scratched his messy hair, "It's okay, it's just a trivial matter. You guys have a rest here with peace of mind, don't be polite."

"Jun Bao, is Yun Fei talking about this place? Did he come?" Chu Xia then remembered what Yun Fei said. If that's right, it should be here.

The boy's eyes darkened and his fists were clenched tightly. He had already inquired that there was no other town here except Fusang Town. However, they had been here for two days, but they had not seen Yun Fei's shadow and had a bad premonition in their hearts.

The woman held the boy's fist, and a trace of tenderness was passed on in the palm of her hand, warming the two lonely souls.

"Don't worry, maybe something has been delayed."

The boy nodded and replied with a far-fetched smile, not wanting her to worry.

The two of them lived here temporarily. While recuperating their bodies, they waited for Yun Fei and got along with Fusheng's family in a harmonious relationship. Chu Xia's body recovered quickly under the careful care of Aunt Li. When they had time, they would go to help Aunt Li cook, wash clothes, etc. The men went to work in the mountains. Jing Yuan didn't want to eat white rice, so he put on Fusheng's clothes and went to work with them.

Looking at the boy wearing coarse cloth clothes and a gray face, Chu Xia couldn't help laughing. Jun Bao dressed up like a country child like this. But don't talk, his words and behaviors best reflect a person's essence.

They came back from the mountain that day, and Chu Xia helped Aunt Li put all the food on the table. Although it was simple and simple, it felt very warm as a family.

"Is there any gains to go up the mountain this time?" At the dinner table, Aunt Li asked Uncle Li while picking up food for everyone.

Uncle Li picked up the bowl and shook his head helplessly.

Aunt Li sighed silently.

The two teenagers were growing up and they had worked for another day and they all enjoyed their food. Jing Yuan had already taken off the prince's spoilage. No matter what food, as long as they could fill their stomachs.

Chu Xia also discovered this past few days. Uncle Li took Fusheng up the mountain all day and worked hard for a day, but returned home in disappointment. They didn't seem to be farming, but they were looking for treasures.

"Uncle Li, Aunt Li, what are you looking for? Are there any treasures on the mountain?"

Aunt Li smiled bitterly, "What baby? They are going to find the water source."

Since these two children came, they have been getting along well. Miss Chu still teaches her son to read when she has time. The boy named Junbao also taught his martial arts to his son. Naturally, they don’t treat them as outsiders, so they tell the truth.

When Chu Xia and Jing Yuan heard this, they looked surprised.

"Look for water? Do you have no water? Then where did your water come from?"

Uncle Li sighed, put down his job, and said helplessly: "You don't know that we originally had a source of water here, just the small river at the entrance of the village.

But later, the people from Wujiazhuang, who were upstream across the river, insisted that the river belonged to them and asked us to drink water and get money.

There is no way we have to pay 10% of the crops harvested in the fields every year to give them filial piety. If the year is not good, we will exchange the living things at home. If there are no living things, we will use people to pay the debt, otherwise they will not give us water."

When Uncle Li said this, his face was full of resentment, but he could do nothing about it?

"How could this happen? These people are too lawless? This water source belongs to nature, so why does it belong to whom? Isn't anyone concerned?" Chu Xia was so angry when he heard about such a thing. How could there be such a hateful person?

Aunt Li said, "We are near the mountainous area, and we are in the area of ​​three no matter what. We can't afford to offend the people in Wujiazhuang. There are more than a dozen of them who go to them to argue. All of them were crippled. Uncle Zhang's son next door was dissatisfied and went to argue. As a result, he was beaten and collapsed in the bed for several years. Who dares to offend them again?"

"I must deal with these hateful people in the future."

The teenager was full of energy, Fusheng had a bulging face and clenched his fists hard. He looked at Jing Yuan and said, "Junbao, teach me martial arts quickly and see if I don't beat them away." He had seen Junbao's process of catching birds with his own eyes. He admired him at that time, so he shouted that he wanted to become a disciple.

Compared to Fusheng's impulse, Jing Yuan seemed much more mature and steady. He calmly said: "Not everything can be solved by martial arts. Even if you can kill one, can you kill all of it? This will only make things more complicated. Moreover, learning martial arts cannot be achieved in one or two days. You still have to think of a one-time and for all."

Chu Xia admired the child's calmness and decisiveness, and he was indeed as a general.

"Yes, I think what Junbao said makes sense. Uncle Li and Aunt Li, are there any other ways, such as negotiating with them, everyone will give in and compete fairly."

Uncle Li shook his head with a sad look on his face, "It's useless, in fact, they are fair. Wujiazhuang and our Fusang Town hold a 'Captain Win' Competition every year. Whoever wins, the right to belong to the water source will belong to. But in recent years, our Fusang Town has never won once, so we can only be bullied."

So in order not to be bullied, they tried hard to find water sources, but after searching for so many years, they still couldn't find it.

"What is the 'horn-winning' competition?" Jing Yuan asked curiously.

Fusheng explained with anger: "Snatching the horn is to compete for the rhino horn. That horn is just a symbol. What is important is that whoever gets the horn can have the right to use the water source."

"How do you take it?" the young man continued to ask without shame.

"Whoever reaches the finish line first, wins the rhino horn. Every time we both have to give three players to compete... but we lose every time." Fusheng said in the end, his tone weakened.

"Is it difficult to just ride a horse?"

"Of course it's more than that. They often use a lot of tricks to deal with us, so before the finish line, our people were knocked off the horse."

So that's it. No wonder they are so unwilling to accept it. Those people are so despicable. They bully others because they have martial arts.

"Mayor, mayor, good news, good news..."

Just as everyone was frowning, they heard someone rushing to the outside. Before the person could see a shadow, the voice had already been heard.

Uncle Li opened the door and went out to greet him. Seeing the young man with sweat on his head running, he asked, "A Niu, why are you so panicked?"

The man named A Niu had no time to wipe the sweat from his head, and with an excited expression on his face, he pulled the mayor's arm and pulled it out, "Master, go and have a look. Tugen and others have dug water at the foot of the mountain..."

"What? Are you saying the truth?" Uncle Li's eyes lit up excitedly.

"Of course, I heard the sound of water. Go and have a look?"

"Okay, I'll go and have a look."

Seeing them hurriedly walking out, Fusheng also pulled Jing Yuan up and said excitedly: "Junbao, let's go and have a look, too?"

"Amitabha, God is really blessed. We will never have to be bullied again, but there is water to drink." Aunt Li was moved and burst into tears. She folded her hands together and bowed to God.

When Chu Xia saw this, he was also happy for them. He took Aunt Li and Junbao and the others to a place with water.

The news of finding the water source soon spread in a small town. Young and old people ran in groups in that direction, smiling on their simple and honest faces, unconcealing excitement and happiness. It was even more exciting than marrying a wife during the New Year.

"Where is the water source? Where is the water source?" An old man in his seventies was supported by his children and grandchildren and trembled into the crowd.

Everyone automatically gave up a way and let the old man pass.

Chu Xia thought to himself that this person must have a high prestige. Sure enough, Aunt Li said that he was the patriarch here, the oldest and the highest prestige.

The old patriarch was supported and walked to the dug well, and asked in an old and excited voice: "Is there really a source of water? Is it true?"

A young man said with an excited face: "Yes, the old patriarch, there must be really water this time, and we no longer have to be afraid of others."

"That's good, that's good..." The old man smiled and his face was full of pleats, and the light in his eyes was so energetic.
Chapter completed!