Quick Wear: I've never been a good person

Chapter 232 The Little Scholar Killed by His Classmates (6)

I went to check the results the next day, and they were naturally good.

Not only him, but all the candidates under Master Liu's name were on the list this time.

Even the usually serious Master Liu showed a relieved smile.

Fortunately, the next two games went smoothly, and all the students breathed a sigh of relief.

What I fear most is rain or cold weather.

Because we are not allowed to wear cotton clothes, most of the clothes we wear are one-piece clothes, and even if we put on one more piece, it will not keep us warm.

If the temperature were lower, my brain would be frozen and I wouldn’t know what to write.

After the last exam, the results would not be available for a few days, so Shuangshuang said goodbye to the teacher and his family and went back.

When I returned to the village entrance, I saw that there was no one under the plum tree, which was usually very lively.

I found it strange, but didn't pay much attention to it. Zheng Sangning never came here to chat with people anyway.

After walking for another half a quarter of an hour, I entered the village and saw many people running towards the foot of the mountain north of the village, and some people were shouting.

"Hurry up, hurry up! I don't know if the child has been rescued."

"I don't know. I heard someone yelling earlier, 'Quick, get some people who can swim.' I guess they couldn't be rescued."

"Oh, in this weather, why did that kid Yushu go to the river?"

“I don’t know, that child has always been sensible.

Logically speaking, I'm exhausted from keeping vigil for the past few days, and I should be resting at home now."

When Shuangshuang heard that something had happened, she also ran over there, and even stood level with an aunt, asking as she ran.

"Aunt, what happened?"

"Hey, it's Yu Shuang who's back!

Oh, isn’t it the Jade Book? I heard it fell into the water, so I went to check it out.”

When Shuangshuang heard that they had fallen into the water, they quickly increased their speed and ran over there.

"Little Orange, what's going on over there?"

The light in Little Orange's eyes dimmed. "Your Highness, please hurry over there. The situation over there doesn't look good. The child is already dead."

When Shuangshuang heard it was so urgent, she immediately accelerated and ran towards the river.

The aunt watched helplessly as the two tiny little people disappeared in front of her eyes in an instant.

She was unwilling to give up and didn't think she could outrun a child, so she immediately took bigger steps and quickly caught up with him.

They both came to the river and saw a child lying straight on the bank from a distance, with his belly so swollen that it looked like a disaster was hidden under his clothes.

The adults standing around were at a loss as to what to do.

There was a little girl of five or six years old, kneeling beside her and crying.

"Brother, please wake up, please wake up, how am I going to live in the future?"

Without saying a word, he ran over, held his wrist, and passed some spiritual energy to his heart.

Then they quickly performed CPR on him, cleared the mud and sand from his mouth, and gave him artificial respiration.

After about half a cup of tea, Yu Shu tilted his head and spit out a few mouthfuls of water. When he opened his eyes, he saw an acquaintance and burst into tears.

"Brother Yushuang, Brother Yushuang, someone wants to kill me!"

The people around were all shocked when they heard it!

The clan leader tapped his cane vigorously and said, "Rushan, go report to the authorities!"

The village chief tried to persuade them, saying that it was impossible for ordinary people to report to the government at will. As people often say, if you don't have money, don't come in to the government office.

"Chief, the child has just woken up, and he might be talking nonsense.

It's better to wait until he wakes up, ask him some questions, and then report to the police."

The patriarch unexpectedly tapped his cane vigorously.

"Humph! I think you're just afraid of trouble! Our village has always been a place of honesty and simplicity. Where did he learn to speak such nonsense?"

Shuangshuang gently comforted Yushu, "Brother is here, Yushu, don't be afraid, be obedient and don't cry first."

Then she hugged him and turned him over, pressing her knees against his abdomen, trying to apply gentle pressure.

In fact, he used spiritual power to control it. He vomited out all the water in his stomach and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Wait until the water is completely cleared before bringing him over.

Yushu put his hands around Shuangshuang's neck and refused to let go.

I didn't know if it was because of fear or cold, but I was shivering all the time.

He sighed and had to pick him up, then said to a tribesman standing next to his backpack.

"Uncle, please help me get my cloak from my backpack."

He took the cloak, wrapped the child's entire body, and ran quickly to the boy's home.

After walking for a while, a man with sweat all over his forehead came hurriedly.

"Yushu, Yushu, how are you?"

When Yu Shu heard his uncle's voice, she immediately turned around and hugged his neck and cried.

"Uncle, someone wants to kill me. I didn't go to play in the water. Someone threw me in."

The patriarch could no longer bear it and shouted at the village chief.

"Rushan, why don't you arrange for someone to report to the police?"

When Uncle Yushu heard that someone was trying to harm him, he couldn't help but feel regretful.

"Yushu, I'm sorry, uncle shouldn't have let you out of my sight."

"Uncle, don't worry. Yushu is fine. Let's take him back and change his clothes first before we talk about anything else."

At this time, Yang Ruqing, who was unsteady when walking, was carried by several servants and ran over quickly.

Seeing him breathless and pale, both of them were worried that he might faint.

"Yushu Yushu, what's wrong with you?"

"Father, I didn't play in the water. I was thrown in."

The incident of Yu Shu being thrown down had a great impact on him.

Therefore, whenever he meets someone who thinks he is important, he explains it to him.

In an instant, Yang Ruqing's mind flashed back to what Zheng Sangning said that night.

"Do you think your adopted son can walk out of Yangjiazhuang alive?"

His wife was buried yesterday, and those people couldn't even accommodate the child today. Damn it!

Yang Ruqing said to the clan leader with gritted teeth.

"Uncle clan leader, please do me a favor."

"What's the favor? Tell me."

"Please lend me some manpower from the clan. I will definitely get to the bottom of this matter and give Yu Shu an explanation!"

The patriarch glanced at his head, as if to confirm whether his mind was clearer than before.

"Okay, how many people do you want? You decide."

"This time, my nephew brought back more than eighty maids, servants, and servants, most of whom are there to serve me personally.

Nowadays, except for a few of my absolute confidants, I don’t dare to trust anyone else.

So I need at least twice as many people as they do. I can’t let any of them escape.”

The patriarch and the village chief glanced at each other and looked at him.

"Rushan, go arrange for the young and strong men in the tribe to go with him. It has to be done quickly to avoid any further complications."

As for Yu Shu, he held his uncle's neck tightly and refused to come down.

Yang Ruqing sighed and said, "The child has suffered a lot, so I'll ask Brother Rushui to take good care of him first."

Rushui was in a bad mood and was obviously angry at Yang Ruqing, so she was not polite to him at all.

He replied in a muffled voice, "My own nephew wants you to teach him."