Chapter 137: It's Better to Rely on Yourself Than to Be

recover, but the old man's hemostatic medicine was very effective. Jia Yin also fed the old woman anti-inflammatory pills and freeze-dried powder every day.So, the old woman looked at the recovery and...After an unknown amount of time, she was lifted up, and as her head spun, she vomited again. Afterwards, someone fed her water and put something small into her mouth.

The familiar strange and bitter taste made her struggle to open her eyes, and she saw Young Master Ye holding her in his arms.

Perhaps seeing her awake, Young Master Ye's eyes lit up, and he quickly fed her more water. He then leaned closer to her ear and whispered softly.

"Fúniū, gǎn jǐn bǎ yào chī le, zhè shì nǐ dāngchū gěi wǒ de. Fàng xīn, dà duō méi shì le."

Jia Yin tried hard to turn her head to look at the grandmother beside her, but Ye Gongzi stopped her.

"Dr. Zhang said you have an injury on your head and can't move. Your grandmother has already bandaged the wound and given you medicine, and your fever has subsided."

Jia Yin finally let go of her worries, took a big gulp of water, and wanted to speak, but she just couldn't hold on any longer.

Before she slipped into a coma, she gave a slight smile.

Good begets good!

At first, she couldn't bear to see Master Ye die from illness, so she risked giving him pills. Later, she deeply regretted it, especially after being frightened by her grandmother.

But unexpectedly, her recklessness at that time not only saved Young Master Ye's life, but also saved the lives of herself and her grandmother! And it even saved the lives of her entire family and village!

Young Master Ye carefully held the little girl in his arms, couldn't help but frown, heartbroken.

Tao Hongying came in from outside and saw that everyone at home was dozing off. It turned out to be Ye Gongzi holding the little girl.

She reached out to take it, but Young Master Ye refused...

When Jia Yin woke up again, it was already midday on the second day.

The crowd moved their encampment to the dock. Although no one from the Northern Army came to drive them away, no one dared to get closer because Young Master Ye had already gone to report them.

The villagers cooked over fires, cared for the wounded, filled with silent rage and deep resentment.

Jia Yin was held in her mother's arms as she ate half a bowl of porridge and drank some bitter medicine. She tried silently again, but still couldn't enter the space.

Evidently, her brain or rather her mental power was the medium connecting with the small courtyard of space.

Now that I've been injured, I'm temporarily cut off from the small courtyard.

This is just like riding a bicycle, losing your chain at a crucial moment.

Jia Yin was very discouraged, fortunately, her head wasn't that bad, and Grandma had regained consciousness for a while before falling asleep again. There was no danger to her life.

Now the whole family felt more at ease and finally had the mood to eat and sleep.

And in the rest of the tents, the village head and Zhao Shu and several others had also pulled through. Although they would need to be nursed for a long time, they had managed not to lose their lives here after all.

The men in the village, all who were able-bodied, sat around the fire outside, seemingly resting. In reality, they each had an axe at their side.

Last night's encounter with death made them realize more clearly that at critical moments, they still have to fight for their lives.

At dusk, Master Ye finally returned, bringing news that the general had been relieved of his duty.

The villagers were still unsatisfied, but the village head spoke up, “This is already good enough. Don’t make things difficult for Young Master Ye. Besides, you all scratched that man's face until it bloomed with wounds, he’ll be unable to see people for several months.”

Only then did the crowd lower their heads. In reality, they knew in their hearts that they were just ordinary people. Even if one of them hadn't died, even if all of them had perished, what could they possibly do to that general

The village head again thanked Miss Ye on behalf of the villagers.

Young Master Ye waved his hand and said, "I have to march out tomorrow, so I can't stay with you all the time. But tomorrow I will escort you across the river. You can rest in Jiangnan for a few days. I will have people send you food and supplies. Don't worry about food and lodging."

He skillfully picked up Jiayin and patted her lightly twice.

"Here is the immigration office, they will re-register your household registration for you, issue you passes, and also help you find a place to live. Each person can be given four acres of wasteland, and you won't have to pay land tax for two years. You can settle down here with peace of mind, I should be back in about a month or so."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and the village head was pleased.

"Young Master Ye, thank you so much for your help. If we hadn't met you, all the men, women and children in our village would have been lost!"

Yet Young Master Ye refused to take credit, saying, "Back when I was down on my luck, it was Li's family who took such good care of me. I owe them a great debt of gratitude and must repay them generously. It is only right."

Everyone looked at the Li family, feeling even more that it was absolutely right to flee with them.

The night passed in silence. On the second day, Master Ye hired a large boat to transport everyone and their belongings across the river.

Jia Yin once again felt dizzy from the rocking of the boat.

By the time she disembarked and settled down again, Master Ye had already led his troops away in a hurry.

The new camp was located at the western gate of a city, also the busiest gate connecting to the docks.

The villagers found it novel, wandering around the campsite and being stared at like monkeys by everyone.

The village head felt uneasy, and Li Lao'er and the others also felt it was not good to stay here any longer.

After some discussion, Li Erjiu led several villagers to a thatched hut by the city gate.

Outside the shed, there hung a sign from the Immigration Bureau, but only two clerks were on duty.

Heard that everyone was going to register their household, get a pass, and divide up wasteland, the small official was very impatient.

Li Lao'er understood immediately and gave each of them a piece of silver.

Of course, these two little officials immediately became very enthusiastic and asked with a smile.

"Where are you guys from It's been half a year since the capital moved, and you're only just arriving now. The journey must have been tough, right"

Li Laoer hastily smiled and replied.

"Isn't that right, Lord Official We've suffered a lot on the road, it's simply indescribable. We are all ninety-three people, young and old, from Qing Shui Village in Junyang County. Thank you for your trouble, Lord Official."

Two clerks were both surprised. “That’s quite a distance, and the whole village walked here together”

"Yes, all the young and old in the village are doing well. They help each other along the way and that's how we got here."

"It's not easy, truly not easy. The people in your village are united. Without unity, you couldn't have gotten here."

After some pleasantries, the two of them opened their books and began registering people's household information.

It's not too much trouble, even a household only recorded the man's name. The elderly, children, and women were all listed behind him, just reporting a specific number.

Soon, Li Lao Er got the pass.

A village of nearly a hundred people was given a total of ten cards.

By the time they were ready to settle on a plot of land, before even taking out the deed book, another small official suddenly walked in.

This minor official briefly scanned the crowd and then, with a sly smile, pulled out two clerks from the office.

The villagers didn't think much of it, just thinking that it would be alright after a while.

But Li Lao'er's heart skipped a beat, and he quietly followed him out.

Three small clerks walked quite far away, speaking in hushed tones. He couldn't hear them.

But he could see clearly. Later, the clerk gave the two men in the office two silver ingots!

He immediately turned back and called a villager, whispering to him for several minutes.

Soon, two small officials returned, and the village head was also carried back.

Two small officials lost the previous camaraderie, coughed dryly twice, and said coldly.

"You, the entire village of ninety-four people, in twenty-five households, are supposed to be divided into five locations. We will now mark out two locations for you. You yourselves divide up."

What Break camp!

The villagers all changed color!le in the window, three times a day!”"Pfft!"A multitude of women, who were munching on melons, could no longer hold back their laughter and let out snickers. However, they were afraid of offending Mr...