On the way down the mountain.

"Little girl, how did you detoxify me? Didn't you just say that no one can detoxify this kind of poison?" The old man suddenly remembered this matter.

"This... I sucked out the poison from you. Don't worry, I'll be fine."

The old man was speechless. What could he say to such a kind-hearted child? He could only feel pity.

After about half a cup of tea.

"Little girl, you and I are not relatives, why are you trying to save me like this? Who will save you if you are poisoned? Who will take care of your father? Don't be so impulsive in the future."

"Grandpa, my father often said that as a human being, you must live up to your own conscience. If I see that your life is in danger and don't save it, how can I feel guilty? What's more, I have been used to medicinal herbs since I was a child.

I still have some experience in healing wounds and detoxifying, so don’t worry.”

Along the way, Ding Xilan knew that her grandfather's surname was Lei. And Mr. Lei also knew that Xilan's family only had a sick father, and her mother died eight years ago... What a poor child.

It is true that children from poor families should become masters early. He thought of his grandchildren, none of whom were as sensible as her. The granddaughter was okay, but his grandson was almost making him angry to death.

.

At nightfall, Ding Xilan finally arrived home.

"Dad, I'm back."

And her father was already waiting at the door, "Why is it so late today? Oh... who is this? Come... come in quickly."

Only then did he realize that there was an old man in his sixties carrying his daughter behind her.

After Ding Xilan settled Master Lei, she didn't bother to wipe her sweat. "Dad, please greet Grandpa Lei first, and I'll go cook."

"Hey, okay. Don't be anxious, take your time."

Her father nodded, and after his daughter went out, he said, "Old sir, let me get you a glass of water."

"Okay, thank you."

With the help of a dim oil lamp, Mr. Lei looked at Mr. Ding in front of him: he was about forty years old, and the coarse clothes on his body could not hide his temperament - he was definitely not an ordinary villager. Maybe it was because he had been sick all year round.

His face was pale, without any blood.

With a glass of water down his throat, Mr. Lei leaned against the bed and said, "May I ask, sir, what do you call me?"

Father Ding smiled slightly and said, "It turns out that my daughter didn't tell me. I thought she told me everything. It's extremely rude of me to trouble the old man to ask. My surname is Ding, my name is Guxu, and my nickname is Rongruo."

Mr. Lei nodded, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were fixed on Ding Guxu, "However, I don't think you look like an ordinary mountain village man. Your speech and behavior, as well as the temperament you exude, are definitely not an ordinary mountain village man."

No one can compare with me."

Ding Guxu laughed heartily and said, "The old gentleman has a good eye. I used to be a failed scholar. I failed many times, so I married a house and settled here. I wonder what I call the old gentleman?"

"My surname is Lei, and my last name is the Chinese character for martyrdom."

"Oh? It turns out to be Mr. Lei. What a disrespect!" Ding Guxu bowed quickly. "I have long heard that Mr. Lei from Suzhou is benevolent, righteous and philanthropic, and his virtues are spread far and wide. I have admired him for a long time, but I had no choice but to meet him. When I saw him today, he was indeed well-deserved.

"

Lei Lie waved his hands repeatedly, "That's just because everyone is complimenting me..."

The two were chatting, and in the kitchen, Ding Xilan was a little troubled. There was an extra person, so she had to cook a meal. And there was nothing to entertain guests at home, only pickled wild vegetables and dried vegetables.

bamboo shoots, and some home-cooked vegetables grown by myself. How can I cook them without losing etiquette and so that Grandpa Lei won’t feel like he’s being specially treated?

After walking around in the vegetable patch behind the house, she had an idea.

"To tell you the truth, I really envy you, Brother Ding!"

The two chatted for a while, and Lei Lie realized that Ding Guxu was not only upright, indifferent and open-minded, but also not pedantic at all. There were not many scholars like him. His liking for him greatly increased.

"Master Lei, how do you say this?"

"Brother Ding, you are knowledgeable, humble and upright, and can live happily in a humble house. Isn't it admirable? What's more, Miss Xilan is beautiful, smart and well-behaved, filial and reasonable, brave and calm, and does not feel inferior because of poverty. I have

This girl is like this, which makes me envious and envious!"

Ding Guxu smiled apologetically and said: "It is silent and odorless in the heavens. God is so bad that he has nothing to do with himself. Living in a mountain village for more than ten years has made me understand that fame and fortune are things outside the body after all. Only family is important. I am just a little girl.

, I owe her a lot."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to be caught up in reminiscing about the past.

"People often say, "A useless scholar is a scholar." This is true. Eighteen years ago, my wife and I moved here. Not long after, I contracted a strange disease. From then on, I was unable to work and relied on

My wife does some needlework to make a living. Occasionally when I am in good health, I can also write, paint and so on for others. My wife is a virtuous woman and has never complained. She serves me as a medicine pot, raises her daughter, and is diligent and thrifty in running the house... But

"Eight years ago, she fell seriously ill. Her body collapsed overnight and she died before dawn."

At this point, the corners of his eyes became wet unconsciously.

"At that time, my little girl was only nine years old. However, she was more sensible than other eighteen-year-old children. It's embarrassing to say that she advised me to take care of myself and not to worry my wife. After that, she went up the mountain to chop wood and help others.

She herded cattle and did all kinds of work. The people in this area were also very generous and simple, and they took good care of her. In order to treat me, she secretly learned how to identify medicinal herbs from the town doctor, and then went up to the mountain to collect herbs for me without telling me, and she also took care of her.

The extra herbs were sold to the doctor in the town in exchange for money to support the family. She was afraid that I would worry, so she never told me. In fact, how could I hide this? The first time she went up the mountain, she fell all bruised and bruised.

I knew it. But what could I do? Even if I didn't let her go up the mountain, she would still go because of my illness, and I couldn't stop her. I had to pretend that I didn't know, so that there was no burden in her heart.

When she went up the mountain, I could only stay at home, praying to God to bless her, praying to my wife’s spirit in heaven to bless her, hoping that she would not encounter that kind of poisonous snake, and bless her with good health. It’s so pitiful, but so far, she’s pretty average.

An'an."

Tears flowed down uncontrollably, and he hurriedly wiped them away with his sleeves.

"I lost my temper and made the old gentleman laugh."

Ding Guxu's expression was as calm as before.

"Brother Ding, I really envy you. Miss Xilan is so well-behaved and sensible, it's hard not to like her!"
Chapter completed!