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Jiang Muxuan looked at Jiang Muren.

Seeing his head bowed, his hands clenched so tightly they turned white and trembled slightly, I understood what was going on; my third brother knew too.

Jiang Muxuan, his face cold, snapped at his brother for the first time, "Hurry up and tell me what you know! Do you want Mu Yi dead? Don't you want him back?"

Jiang Muren shook his head, looked up, tears streaming down his face, "I... I didn't know things were this serious. That person clearly said that as long as I went to that place, I could make a lot of money."

"I... I didn't believe it at first, but I told my second brother, and he went to check and found no problems, so I took the risk and tried it—"

This was a trap set by someone beforehand; how could they possibly discover the problem so easily?

Jiang Yuyan didn't react, but Jiang Muxuan was so angry that he wanted to stand up and beat up his two troublesome younger brothers.

I just didn't pay attention and got fooled like this, and almost became a scapegoat.

How dare they....

Jiang Muxuan stared dejectedly at his unresponsive legs, tapping them again and again.

It's all his fault. He caused his two foolish younger brothers to take risks, and now he's ruined Mu Yi's life and put him in jail.

Thud, thud, thud...

Jiang Yuyan frowned and quickly pulled Jiang Muxuan, who was pounding his legs, back to his feet.

"Big brother, what are you doing? Stop fooling around. Second brother hasn't even been rescued yet, and the family still has to pay for your bleeding control. The roads are difficult to travel on now, and you don't want to trouble everyone, do you?"

Jiang Muren was so frightened that he dared not speak or cry. He stared blankly at his older brother and then at his new younger sister, feeling anxious.

Jiang Yuyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the two of them had calmed down.

"Yu Yan, do you... do you have any way to rescue Mu Yi? I'll do anything for you if you can save him."

"Big brother, little sister Yuyan, I can do it too, as long as I can rescue second brother."

Jiang Yuyan had no choice but to tell them, "Yes, otherwise why would I go to town today?"

"However, we don't need to do this. The police will investigate once they get the leads. I believe my second brother will be released in a few days."

Today, after learning the general situation of the house at the corner of the alley, she quickly informed the police, believing they would soon be able to find out what happened there.

If she wasn't mistaken, the crooked house was a key hideout for those criminals.

That's really bold of them to stay right under the noses of the police, aren't they afraid of getting caught?

It really is true that "the more dangerous the place, the safer it is." No wonder the police searched for so long but couldn't find any trace.

The next day,

After finishing her meal, Jiang Yuyan wanted to take a walk in the back mountain and see if she could pick some medicinal herbs.

Jiang's mother was worried about her going to the back mountain alone.

"My dear, you're new here, so you don't know. Even locals get lost in Shit Mountain. I'm worried about you going alone. How about you go with your third brother?"

There's nothing that's impossible.

Finally, Jiang Yuyan carried a basket on her back and went up the mountain with Jiang Muren. Jiang's father went to work in the fields, while Jiang's mother stayed at home to take care of her eldest son.

Their home is at the foot of the mountain, and they don't run into anyone from the village when they go out.

Jiang Yuyan followed Jiang Muren up the mountainside, panting heavily and almost unable to straighten her back.

The original owner's physical condition was too poor; he needed to train more often.

Otherwise, when she becomes a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner in the future, she will often have to go up the mountain to collect herbs, and she won't be able to do it without some physical strength.

Jiang Muren handed over some water. "Take a break, no rush, have some water."

Jiang Yuyan shook her head, took out the water she had prepared, and said, "Third Brother, drink this. I also prepared some water." After saying that, she gulped down a big mouthful.

Seeing that she wasn't being polite, Jiang Muren took the water back and drank it himself.

"I thought you wouldn't be used to living here, after all, you grew up in the city." And you would look down on them, these country folk.

Because Jiang Yue looked down on them so much, otherwise she wouldn't have stolen all the money and banknotes from the house at the last minute, leaving them no way out.

Jiang Yuyan rubbed her aching calves. "Third Brother, what do you think city people should be like?"

"I don't know, but they probably all look down on country people, right?"

"Third brother, you're mistaken. Even in the village, there are distinctions of rank, let alone in the city."

Therefore, not all city dwellers look down on country people; on the contrary, many yearn for the countryside because of its abundant food supply.

Jiang Muren was taken aback. "That seems to make sense, hehe! I misunderstood, I'm sorry."

Jiang Yuyan smiled and shook her head. Just as she was about to say something, she caught a glimpse of a medicinal herb out of the corner of her eye. She immediately stood up, ran over, pushed aside the weeds, and examined it carefully.

Looking at those familiar tender leaves, she was sure she wasn't mistaken; this was—

"Sister Yuyan, what are you looking at?" Jiang Muren leaned closer. "Hey, isn't that Bi Tuohong?"

"Third Brother, have you seen this herb before?" Jiang Yuyan swallowed hard.

"I've seen this before. Is it a medicinal herb? I've seen many of these before. Do you want some? Third Brother will take you there?"

Jiang Yuyan nodded, first digging up the red fruit plant along with the soil and roots, and then carefully storing it.

At the edge of the deep mountains, a large area is covered with red berries, which is what Third Brother called Bi Tuo Red.

Jiang Muren rarely saw his new sister so excited, and asked curiously, "Sister, what's the use of this Pito Red?"

"This red—Pituo Red—can promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, which is very helpful for your leg injury, brother. It can be taken externally or boiled into a decoction for internal use. Third brother, please pick some for me quickly."

Jiang Yuyan was very skilled at picking herbs and worked quickly, gathering a large pile in no time.

When Jiang Muren heard that it would be useful for his elder brother's leg injury, he didn't hesitate and started picking it without thinking twice.

After harvesting almost everything, Jiang Yuyan glanced at another precious herb in the nearby haystack.

For Jiang Yuyan, who lived in the 25th century, a land riddled with radiation and barren of vegetation, this was practically paradise.

As the sun began to set, Jiang Yuyan and the others had collected a full basket of herbs.

"Little sister, we should go back now. If we stay any longer, our parents will worry."

Jiang Yuyan agreed, but because she was in a hurry, she almost slipped and fell. Fortunately, Jiang Muren caught her in time.

"Little sister, don't rush, follow me, take it slow."

Jiang Muren led the way, walking slowly for fear of further trouble, and constantly keeping an eye on his younger sister behind him.

By the time they descended the mountain and returned home, it was already dark.

When Jiang's mother saw them, she quickly ran over, "Oh, you two children, why are you so late? We were so worried, we thought something had happened to you—"

Jiang Muren was at a loss and looked at his younger sister.

Jiang Yuyan pulled her mother inside and whispered to her, "Mom, you don't know, my third brother and I dug up some good stuff. Let me show you."

"Really? My daughter is amazing! She's accomplished so much on her first trip up the mountain. She's much better than the others."

Seeing that Jiang's mother was so happy that she forgot what had just happened, Jiang Yuyan and Jiang Muren breathed a sigh of relief.

Upon entering the house, without hiding anything, he took out a basket of herbs, as well as a large, white, and familiar-looking thing.

"This—could it be...?"