Zitong and Ying Lingzhu also followed behind her.
"Hey!" she shouted.
Ying Xianqing glanced at Youchuan, and Youchuan followed him silently.
Li Desheng also found Ning Yue walking towards Yita and was about to call her back.
Zhao Dali sighed: "Let them go and see it. When we get to Suchang in the future, there will be many such tragedies. Go see it early and be mentally prepared."
Li Desheng: "Oh, they have never seen this before. They are afraid of having nightmares at night."
The further Ning Yue walked, the clearer the child's cry became.
She walked to the foot of the tower and stuck her head inside.
The tower has four windows, which are said to be windows, but the height is as high as Ning Yue's neck, probably to prevent the living child from climbing out.
Ning Yue stood on tiptoe and looked inside. The stench inside was so overwhelming that Ning Yue almost vomited.
Under the dim light, the tower was filled with small baby corpses, some of which had been burned to coke, and smoke was still rising in one corner.
On the other side, a child sat on a pile of baby corpses and cried, while another child patted him weakly, as if to comfort him.
The child probably cried for too long, his throat was hoarse and his voice was weak.
Ning Yue brought a stone over, stepped on it, and tried to dig in.
Youchuan grabbed her and got in. After a while, he handed out the two children.
It's a boy and a girl.
The person being comforted was a girl, about two or three years old, and the boy being comforted was less than a year old, and his body was burning hot.
When the little girl saw her, she struggled to break free from her arms, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed in a decent manner: "Sister, save us, take us away."
Ning Yue saw that she spoke clearly and did not look like she was two or three years old, so she asked: "How old are you? Why did your family leave you here?"
The child's eyes flashed with sadness: "I am 5 years old. My father went to the mountain to collect herbs and fell to death. My mother remarried. They didn't want children, so they left me and my brother here."
Zitong and Ying Lingzhu were so stimulated by the tragic situation in the tower that they wiped away tears.
Although Zitong suffered a lot when she was a child, she was too young and had long forgotten all about it.
Caiyan couldn't bear to look at Yita anymore. She had already remembered things when she was taken in by the Ning family. She still remembered those things. During the years of famine and war, she changed her children and had food. But looking at the tragic situation in front of us still requires a strong psychological quality.
Ning Yue helped the little girl up and touched the boy's forehead. The heat didn't look like it was from a fire.
The little girl hurriedly said: "We threw it in last night. My brother is probably cold and has a fever."
Youchuan also climbed out and looked at Ning Yue: "No more."
Ning Yue nodded and walked down the mountain with the little boy in her arms.
The little girl hurriedly followed, probably because she had been hungry for too long and her steps were wobbly. Caiyan hugged her in her arms.
When everyone at the foot of the mountain saw them coming down with their two children, they exclaimed: "There are actually people alive."
Zhao Dali frowned.
He was an exiled prisoner, but he actually saved two children. The children were so young, which was really unwise.
When Ning Yue came down from the mountain, she asked Caiyan to boil water and prepare to give the child a bath.
He also asked Mrs. Wang and the nanny to make sets of clothes for the two children. No matter what work you are doing, you should first be fully clothed.
If you have stayed in such a place, everything must be washed and replaced.
Li Desheng advised: "Ms. Ning, it's a difficult road. How will you support two more children?"
Ning Yue had no intention of raising them forever. She always felt that she was just a little girl and could not afford the responsibility of raising two children.
In addition, there are indeed many inconveniences on the way to exile.
"Uncle Li, if I see someone who is missing a child on the way, can I give it to them?"
Li Desheng shook his head: "They are all thrown away because they can't support them. There are very few people who can afford to support other children. I'm afraid it will be too much."
Ning Yue thought for a moment and said, "I'll try my best first. If I can't save them, it's their lives."
Everyone in the Ying family was busy collecting firewood to light the fire, and no one raised any objection to the two extra children.
Ying Sizhu, who had objections, sneered at Li Shugen in the crowd: "I have been exiled, and I still picked up the child. If it hadn't been for picking it up on the road, I would have suspected that it was her illegitimate child."
Her face was completely torn, she no longer went in front of those people, and she had no burden to make yellow rumors.
After she found out that Li Shugen would protect her, she got very close to Li Shugen and would chat with him from time to time.
Li Shugen smiled obscenely: "Maybe he waited here on purpose so that he could be adopted back in good name."
Ying Xianqing glanced over coldly: "Please be careful what you say."
Li Shugen sneered, but didn't choke.
This pretty boy can’t be offended yet. He understood very well why the princess wanted to kill Ning Yue.
Ning Yue asked the little girl to finish washing first and check the boy's symptoms. Then he directly threw a few traditional Chinese medicines into the pot of boiling water. After the water boiled, he fed him some medicine and then used the medicine to wash him to keep him warm. bath.
Cui Langzhong looked at it silently: Master treats diseases so casually...
However, this time it was Chinese medicine. Last time, when he saw someone with a fever, the master just grabbed three handfuls of beans and boiled water for him to drink, and he actually drank it.
Ning Yue: You have to learn to get used to it.
Ying Lingzhu brought two bowls of white porridge and handed one to the little girl. The child blinked with gratitude.
She took it and went to feed her brother. Ying Lingzhu said hurriedly: This is for you.
She was stunned and asked hesitantly: "Is this... for me alone?"
Ying Lingzhu nodded.
The little girl's eyes were red. She had seen her mother and brother eat the white rice porridge a few times when her brother was just born. She had never eaten it, let alone eaten it alone.
She only dared to eat in small bites at first, looking at the adults' expressions from time to time.
Ning Yue and the others stopped looking at her. After a while, they looked at her from the corner of their eyes. She ate hungrily and quickly finished the bowl of porridge.
Even though the boy had a high fever, he ate all the food in a short time.
They all seemed very hungry.
After finishing her work and putting the children in the carriage and wrapping them in cloth, Ning Yue went to find Zhao Dali: "Uncle Zhao, I will keep the two children in the carriage for the time being, and I will be responsible for their expenses. Do you think that's okay?"
Everyone has been rescued, and they are alive and able to eat and talk. Zhao Dali can't say merciless words.
He said in a muffled voice: "You can keep it for now, but it's not a long-term solution. You still have to think of other ways."
Ning Yue agreed.
After a break, the team got back on the road.
Ning Yue asked the little girl: "What are your and your brother's names?"
The child timidly said: "My name is girl, my brother is only half a year old and he hasn't given a name yet."
Ning Yue was silent, what kind of name does the girl have?
The girl looked at her expression and said timidly: "You picked us both up, can you give me and my brother another name?"
Ning Yue thought for a while and said seriously: "I'm going to a very difficult place and I can't take you with me. I will help you find a good family in the future, and they will name you then."
She didn't want to give them names. She subconsciously felt that naming them would establish a certain connection, and she might be reluctant to send them away in the future.
