Just as Lu Yi returned to the village, he passed by his family's carriage. The driver was not from his family, but the son of the village chief's family.
"What's going on?" Lu Yi asked the people in the village.
"Muzijiao was bleeding heavily. The village chief borrowed a carriage from your family and sent her to the city to get medicine."
"Where's Uncle Zhu?"
"Doctor Zhu has not been in the village recently, and we don't know where to find him."
Lu Yi exchanged a few polite words with the person he was talking to and walked home. Passing by the door of Jiang's house, he saw that the place was lively and lively. Jiang was chatting and laughing with others, and he didn't look worried at all. He couldn't help but feel disgusted.
"Dad, you're back." Lu Zhiyun held up her little skirt and ran towards Lu Yi.
Lu Yi quickly caught her: "Why are you running so fast?"
"I miss you." Lu Zhiyun said sweetly: "Dad, I painted with my brother today. Come and see how I am doing."
Lu Yi had already seen Lu Shaoyu's sketches, and was very interested in this new painting method. After seeing Lu Zhiyun's paintings, he praised them a few times, and the topic turned to Mu Siyu.
"Where's your mother?"
"Aunt Yao has something to do with her, so she went to her house."
Not long after, Mu Siyu came back.
Lu Yi saw that her clothes were thin, so he walked over and said, "Why are you wearing so little?"
"I was working just now and I didn't feel cold, but now I feel the chill." Mu Siyu said: "Several of Aunt Yao's chickens died, as if they were bitten by something. It looks so scary!"
"Isn't Dazhu at home? He's not guarding him?"
"I kept watch, but fell asleep in the middle of the night. When I woke up, I saw two more dead."
"I'll go over and lay some traps for them later to see what's causing the trouble."
"My husband is the most powerful." Mu Siyu hugged Lu Yi's arm and acted coquettishly.
Lu Yi smiled lightly and pinched her cheek: "You are so worried."
The next day, the village chief's son brought Mu Sijiao back.
When returning the car, the village chief's son burst into tears when he mentioned Mu Sijiao.
"The doctor said she didn't take good care of her body after giving birth, and now she's bleeding heavily. She's afraid it will be difficult to get pregnant again in the future."
"You will not survive if you do your own evil." Mu Siyu said, "If I had known what would happen today, why would I do it in the first place?"
The village chief's son had never read a book and could not understand such literate words. He only thought that Lu Yi was so powerful that a woman who could not read a single word became so educated after marrying him.
"Are you going out again today?" Mu Siyu saw Lu Yi going out.
"I'm going to Aunt Yao's house to have a look. I set a trap at their house yesterday. I don't know what's going on."
"Then I'm going too."
As soon as the two of them went out, Lu Meiqin happened to walk to their door.
"Brother Yi, sister-in-law, I'm just going to find you!"
"Is there something in the trap?" Mu Siyu asked.
"No, it's a big weasel. My mother didn't know what to do, so she asked me to come find you." Lu Meiqin said.
"Animals like weasels cannot be eaten." Mu Siyu frowned: "It's really difficult to handle."
The ancients were superstitious and believed that weasels were immortals, and disrespecting them would make them sick. Now that a weasel appears in the trap, no wonder Yao has such a headache.
"Lu Yi, Shao Yuniang, you are finally here." Seeing the two of them, Yao said anxiously: "What should we do now? We can't afford to offend the one in the trap. Now he is injured. Our family can't
Will it take revenge?"
"Aunt Yao, the yellow weasel is just an ordinary animal, not so evil." Mu Siyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"You don't know, ten years ago there was a single man in our village who was so hungry that he caught a yellow weasel and cooked it, regardless of the old man's dissuasion. As a result, he went crazy for a long time. Later, the people in the village took him to the mountain to worship the Huangxian before letting him go.
If he had known that he was stealing our chickens, he might as well have let him eat them all, and that would be no better than getting into big trouble now."
"The meat of the weasel is poisonous. Eating its meat will cause hallucinations. This is what you call crazy. Let's put it back on the mountain and keep it far away. I think it will be fine."
"Really or not?" Mrs. Yao looked at Lu Yi. "Boy Yi, isn't Madam Shao Yu comforting me?"
"She is right. There are no immortals in the world. Even if there is a problem, it is for a reason." Lu Yi said, jumping off the trap, skillfully catching the weasel and then climbing up. "I will send it back now.
In the mountains.”
Mr. Yao knelt down to the yellow weasel and said, "Excuse me, Great Immortal. We didn't mean to offend you. Please don't blame us."
Mu Siyu and Lu Yi looked at each other with helpless expressions.
"I'll go into the mountains with you." Mu Siyu said, "After a winter, there should be a lot of good things in the mountains. I'll go pick up some mountain goods and bring them back."
Lu Yi carried the basket on his back and took Mu Siyu's hand into the mountain.
Mu Siyu struggled several times but couldn't break free, and said, "Don't you see those people's eyes are weird?"
Even if they were a couple, in this reserved ancient world, people would gossip if they held hands like this, but this person was even more generous than a modern person like her, and regarded other people's opinions as nothing.
"Why should you care about other people's opinions?" Lu Yi held her hand tightly and wouldn't let go. "Follow me. It just rained and the mountain road is a little slippery."
As Lu Yi said, the mountain road is extremely slippery.
Not long after they went up the mountain, Lu Yi gave her a basket to carry, and he carried her on his back.
He took her into the mountains, put the injured weasel back into the mountains, and then carried her on his back to pick up the weasel along the way.
"In front..." Mu Siyu pointed to the mushroom in front. "Put me down first."
Lu Yi looked at her picking mushrooms with soft eyes.
What kind of woman is she?
Sometimes gentle, sometimes pungent, sometimes generous, sometimes shy.
She is like a very complicated book. Just when I thought I was about to understand its true meaning, I found that there were other things that I had not yet understood.
Mu Siyu returned with a full load.
When Mrs. Hu came towards them, she saw Mu Siyu and Lu Yi and said happily: "I was going to find you."
"Is there something wrong with aunt?" Mu Siyu asked.
"Come to our place for dinner tonight! Today your uncle can get out of bed and walk around. He especially wants to thank you, so I want to make some side dishes for everyone to have a meal with."
"Okay! By the way, I picked a lot of mushrooms here, and my aunt will take some back to add to the dishes."
"become."
Mrs. Hu wanted to treat a guest, so Mu Siyu was not in a hurry to go back and cook. She and Lu Yi went to tell Mrs. Yao that the weasel had been released into the mountains.
I saw Yao's house burning incense and paper, muttering to himself, probably praying for their mercy.
Mu Siyu shrugged and pulled Lu Yi away.
In the evening of that day, everyone in the Lu family was having dinner at Hu's house. As soon as the food was served, before they started eating, they heard someone outside calling Lu Yi's name.
"It seems to be Aunt Yao's voice." Mu Siyu said, trotting over to open the door.
Yao's voice was very anxious, and it seemed like something had happened.
"Auntie." As soon as Mu Siyu called out to Mrs. Yao, she saw Mrs. Yao throwing herself at her with her body weak. "Auntie, what's wrong with you?"
"Something... something... happened... something happened." Yao Shi trembled. "What should I do?"
