They've all separated, so what does it matter to me if they get poorer and poorer?

Chapter 91 Leave the Little Girl Behind

The little girl was about to scream when she opened her mouth, and the scream would attract people so she wouldn't be afraid of them doing anything bad.

Liang Mingxuan knew she was about to scream as soon as he saw her posture, and he was startled. Without thinking, he rushed over and covered her mouth.

If she were to scream at night, people would think her family had done something to her.

"Don't scream!"

Just as Liang Mingxuan was about to reassure her and suggest they talk things out, a sharp pain shot through his hand. His vision blurred, and he groaned in pain, "Don't bite! Let go!"

Xu Zhichun was also startled and hurriedly stepped forward to pull her away: "Little girl, let go quickly, don't bite, don't bite! You've hurt my Mingxuan's hand, how can he write now! Let go quickly, let's talk this out."

Writing? Is he a scholar?
The little girl was stunned. Liang Mingxuan quickly pulled his hand away. In the dim moonlight, a ring of deep teeth marks was clearly visible. The three deepest pits were already dark purple, indicating that he had choked on blood.

Most importantly, it hurts! It hurts so much!
The pain was so intense that his entire hand went numb.

Even though he was usually composed, tears welled up in his eyes from the pain.

"Mingxuan! This—" Xu Zhichun was also startled when she saw it. "Quickly come inside, I'll pour some warm water for you to wash up and apply a warm towel to your face."

It seems like disinfection is needed. She has alcohol, but can't use it. What can she use instead? Right, a little salt water, warm water with a pinch of salt.
Xu Zhichun hurriedly pulled Liang Mingxuan into the house to treat his wounds.

The little girl instinctively opened her mouth as if to call out to them, but then closed it again, standing there somewhat helplessly.

Is nobody paying attention to her?
What should she do?
Xu Zhichun quickly brought over some warm water with a little salt added. Liang Mingxuan's intense pain had subsided, and the wound, soaked in the warm water, initially stung a little, but gradually eased.

He took a deep breath and said, "Sister-in-law, I'm fine."

Xu Zhichun looked at the deep ring of teeth marks and found it hard to believe.

She was worried: "How can such a deep tooth mark be okay? It shouldn't leave a scar, right? It'll disappear in a few days, right?"

It looks so painful.

Liang Mingxuan nodded: "Yes, it's just a superficial wound, it will heal."

"I'm so sorry."

The little girl followed them in, but didn't dare go inside. She stood at the door, her beautiful, dark eyes filled with apology.

Seeing them looking over, the girl quickly assured them, "It definitely won't leave a scar. I have some really good scar-removing ointment at home. I'll bring it to you when I get back, really."

She had been fearing they were bad people and was constantly thinking about how to escape. But when Xu Zhichun saw Liang Mingxuan was injured, she hurriedly pulled him inside to treat his wounds, completely ignoring her. Finally, she lowered her guard and realized they weren't bad people.

If they were bad people, they wouldn't ignore her; instead, they would try to catch her first.

Yes, it's just an ordinary village. Dad said most people are very honest and kind. How could there be so many bad people in the world? She was just scared earlier and couldn't help but overthink it.

The little girl felt frustrated and guilty, and didn't know how to explain. Feeling stifled, she stammered out, "I'm sorry."

Xu Zhichun sighed inwardly.

Given the situation, it's understandable that the young girl reacted excessively out of fear of strangers. Although she was still somewhat annoyed, was she really going to grab the girl and beat her up?
Forget it, what if Mingxuan's injury doesn't heal easily? He's still counting on her to bring him scar-reducing ointment.

Xu Zhichun said, "Little sister, would you like to come in and talk?"

The little girl hesitated for a moment, then stepped into the house. "Thank you."

"You're welcome, please sit down."

"Ah."

"By the way, where are you from? Why are you here alone? Where are your family members?"

The little girl blinked her thick, long eyelashes, looking as cute as a porcelain doll. She whispered, "I was playing and got lost. I've separated from my parents. They'll definitely come looking for me tomorrow. Sister, can I stay at your house for the night? I'll definitely go home tomorrow. I... I'll definitely repay you, sister."

Xu Zhichun felt that she probably hadn't told the whole truth, which made her feel both amused and somewhat impressed.

It's a good thing that the little girl is wary of strangers. Although she felt a little uncomfortable with that same wariness herself, she still admired her.

Let's assume she's telling the truth. It's dark; she couldn't possibly kick someone out.

"If you'd like, you can stay at our house for the night."

Liang Mingxuan pursed his lips and remained silent.

He's not that petty, never mind. Ouch, my hand hurts a bit when I move it.
The little girl was immediately delighted, her eyebrows curving into crescent moons as she smiled, "Thank you, sister!"

The little girl had a beautiful and endearing smile, so Xu Zhichun smiled back and couldn't help but ask, "Have you eaten? Are you hungry?"

Sigh, she's still too kind.

The little girl immediately swallowed hard, her eyes lit up, and she nodded quickly: "I'm so hungry, sister, I'm so hungry, is there anything to eat?"

"Hmm, shall I make you some dumpling soup?"

"Okay, okay, thank you, sister!"

The little girl nodded repeatedly, as long as it was food. She could tolerate it if her sister didn't say anything, but as soon as her sister did, she immediately felt unbearably hungry.

Xu Zhichun smiled and got up to prepare something to eat for her. She glanced at Liang Mingxuan and said, "The hot water is ready. I'll take it over for you. Go take a bath and go to bed."

"Ah."

After settling Liang Mingxuan in, the water in the small pot boiled. Xu Zhichun used chopsticks to carefully add the prepared dough pieces into the boiling water.

The little girl stood to the side, watching with wide, bright eyes, looking eager to try.

Xu Zhichun wanted to laugh.

I understand. Kids, when they see adults making dough or something, really want to try it themselves. She smiled and said, "Would you like to try?"

"I want what I want!"

The little girl was overjoyed and nodded quickly. She took the bowl and chopsticks from Xu Zhichun's hand and, imitating her, carefully picked up the dough pieces and put them into the boiling water.

"Sister, is that right?"

"Yes, that's it. You're very smart."

"Whee!"

"By the way, what's your name?"

“Call me Xiaoyue.”

"Xiaoyue? Is she small?"

"No, it's the 'dawn' from 'spring slumber unaware of dawn'."

"Ah, that's a very nice name."

Xiaoyue laughed happily again, "What's your name, sister?"

Xu Zhichun smiled and said, "My surname is Xu, you can call me Sister Xu."

"Sister Xu!"

The dumpling soup was cooked quickly. Xu Zhichun even added fresh lettuce leaves and an egg, along with a few drops of sesame oil.

Xiaoyue was probably really hungry, because she finished the whole bowl of dumpling soup.

The little girl sat at the table with proper posture and elegant eating manners. Even though she was obviously very hungry, she did not wolf down her food at all.

Xu Zhichun thought to herself, although even a three-year-old in modern times could recite "Spring slumber is unaware of dawn," in this era it was clearly a symbol of knowledge. The fact that the little girl could recite it so readily showed that her family must be quite well-off. It was no wonder that she had such poise.

The strange thing is, where did she come from?

(End of this chapter)