Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 295 Private escape is a serious crime
The wormwood scent on the coarse quilt smells very good.

Shu Yingtong nestled in Jing Yunyan's arms, looked up at the satisfied smile on his lips, ignored the hands caressing his waistline back and forth, "Go directly to the village chief tomorrow morning."

Since passing by and met, there is no reason to just let go.

"Well, the manager of this village still has some insight. But if the source is not dealt with, the other villagers' hiding at home still has little effect. It is better to isolate and vaccinate once and for all."

"Go to sleep, there are still things to do tomorrow." Shu Yingtong lifted his hand, leaned out and grabbed the underwear on the bench beside the bed.

With her soft body halfway across his body, he held her waist and acted like a baby, "Tongtong."

"Shut up and sleep."

She grabbed the clothes and rolled neatly to the inside. Before she could shake them off, the things in her hand were snatched away, and her body suddenly gained weight.

"Not full." He pitifully grabbed her hand and moved down.

"Are you so willful relying on your own medical skills?" She struggled not to grasp it, feeling speechless in her heart.

Co-authoring this product will not give up until she is exhausted every time.
Are genius doctors not afraid of kidney deficiency?

"Well, your husband has a good waist, that's why he's willful."

Shu Yingtong was defeated by his shameless remarks, and was defeated by his deliberate teasing.

Jing Yunyan finally coaxed her to soften her body, but there was a knock on the door outside.

"Jin Ling~ open the door~"

Jing Yunyan let out a miserable breath, "It's so late, what kind of grudge?"

Shu Yingtong poked his waist with a suppressed smile, "Get down."

He got out of bed dejectedly and twisted the cloth towel over, cleaning her body while listening to the movement over there.

The door opened with a creak, "Dali, why are you back? Oh, what's wrong with you! Unload the things and give me, I'll help you in first!"

"Did Dali come back?"

"Yes, mother, first find clean clothes for Dali, get a basin of water, and there are candles on the table in my room!"

Hearing the staggering footsteps in the hall and the anxiety in the woman's tone, the two looked at each other and quickly put on their clothes.

"It may be due to injury or illness." Shu Yingtong took a comb and tied a simple bun, and fixed it with a hairpin.

"No, he came back at the wrong time." Jing Yunyan frowned, and handed her the jade crown and jade hairpin, "I have a worse guess."

Shu Yingtong lowered her eyes and stared at the hand she was wearing the crown on, thinking for a while, "You mean... he escaped?"

The prescribed time for corvee service is dead, and if you are sick, you will be diagnosed and treated by a doctor, and you will be released in advance unless it leads to disability or death.

If it is a disability, then the woman's first reaction is not that kind of simple anxiety, it should be crying with the sky falling.

After all, a strong laborer is the backbone of the family, and this kind of blow is devastating.

Jing Yunyan nodded, "It's no small feat to make a man in corvée escape back regardless of his life or death."

Shu Yingtong straightened his clothes, "Go out and have a look."

As soon as they carried the medicine box, there was a knock on the door of the room, and a woman shouted anxiously from outside the door: "I'm really sorry for interrupting the rest of the two, can you please help me to see who I am in charge of?"

"coming."

Jing Yunyan opened the door, and Mrs. Qin stood at the door with an apologetic face, apologizing repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, there is really nothing I can do."

"It's okay, let's go see your husband first." Jing Yunyan stretched out his hand to signal for her to invite her first.

Shu Yingtong followed behind. Candles were lit in the main room, and a haggard man sat weakly against the wall, with locks of hair hanging loose from his bun.

He looked less than 30 years old, with sunken eye sockets, obvious dark circles, and an abnormal redness on his bronzed face.

Seeing Jing Yunyan and Shu Yingtong coming out, he propped up on the bench and stood up, clasping his hands together, trying to move the corners of his mouth, "There are guests at home, so I'm neglecting you. I'm sorry for disturbing the rest of the guests."

Jing Yunyan bowed his hand to return the salute, and put the medicine box on the table, "You're welcome, you sit down first, and stretch out your right hand."

Mrs. Qin hurried up to help him sit down.

Jing Yunyan took out the pulse pillow and motioned for him to put his hand on it.

Shu Yingtong protected the candle and approached Dali's face, narrowing her eyes slightly, she also had a bad guess.

Jing Yunyan withdrew his fingers, stared at him intently, and didn't intend to make a detour, "Is there a smallpox patient in your civilian husband's camp?"

Shrugging his shoulders vigorously and shaking his body, he just opened his mouth to refute, when he heard Jing Yunyan say firmly:

"Private escape is a serious crime. It is certainly not the first time you have served corvée at your age. Unless there is something that threatens your life, and it is chaotic over there now, the officials are too busy to take care of themselves, and you can only escape by taking advantage of the chaos."

Vigorously shaking his head again and again, his eyes were out of focus, and his hoarse voice was filled with deep fear.

"Dead people, many people have died, and the living can't live."

"Heizi was thrown into the pit when he was still alive. He called me when he poured oil on fire. He cried and called me"

Shu Yingtong quickly took out the pills from the medicine box and put them in Qin's hand, "Hey."

Mrs. Qin's hands were trembling badly, and she almost dropped the pills on the ground. The aunt came in hurriedly from the door with a small basin, and yelled, "What are you panicking! If you want to feed the medicine, just feed it!"

Seeing that Qin Shi was still shaking, she snatched the pills, turned over a bowl and poured water, raised her vigorous chin, covered the pills into his mouth, and poured them into his mouth with the bowl.

After finishing the drink vigorously, he still looked at the table without focus, and his mind was full of those faces rolling and shouting in the fire, one after another.

Snapped!
A loud slap in the face brought him back to his senses a little bit, his mind was dizzy, he raised his eyelids to look at the person in front of him who was staring at him, and burst into tears.

"Mother Heizi, I can't save him, mother."

A big man just hugged his mother's arm and cried, his crying was full of helplessness.

The aunt's eyes were red, her face softened, she reached out and slowly stroked his messy hair, her voice trembling, "People don't fight with officials, Heizi, he won't blame you..."

Before she finished speaking, she covered her mouth and couldn't continue, tears streaming down her face.

Heizi is a child with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He grew up dark and skinny since he was a child.

I'm only in my early twenties this year, and I finally got married in the spring of this year, and Changsheng even became a happy child in bed...

The sweet-mouthed and smiling baby, why is it gone...

When I came back to visit my relatives, I had already yelled before I reached the door:

"Auntie~ I'm hungry~ Is there anything to eat~"

"Auntie~ I'm going to marry a wife~"

"Auntie~ I'll bring my daughter-in-law to see you~"

Why is it gone...

Next year, shouldn't I hold Xiao Heizi and shout at the door...

That is her only nephew!

Shu Yingtong looked at this woman who seemed to have become rickety in an instant.

With a sad face, red eyes, and bulging veins around the corners of the eyes, he leaned against the wall and slowly slid to the ground trembling, without crying for a long time.

Shu Yingtong put the vaccine bottle on the table, sterilized the dagger, and put out the silver needle bag.

After a long time, I finally heard a voice covering my mouth and crying out in grief: "Fang Quan!"

(End of this chapter)