C5 (1/2)
”It won't happen, I'll definitely be able to move.” There was a tone of assurance in his voice, but no one knew where he got that confidence from. But it sounded comfortable.
Ning Yan did not object: ”Let's go eat something first, only after we've eaten enough will we have the strength to continue on our journey.”
”Alright!”
”...”
”...”
Ning Yan carried her basket and walked out of the house with more than enough strength.
Ahead of them, through the millstones of the village's rice grinder, came a hubbub of noise.
”Who did Cripple Yang offend, he was actually dealt with so miserably!”
”Who knows? Look at how badly you've been beaten up. If you don't take good care of yourself for a few days now, you'll be scarred!”
”A guy with a scar on his face, but just who did this guy offend? Even his clothes were taken off.”
”Hehe, I must be trying to take advantage of the village's young wife, and got beaten up by a man.”
”Makes sense!”
There were many people surrounding the millstone, but all of them were watching the show. Not a single one of them came forward to unravel the formation for the Lame Yang.
Ning Yan walked past them and revealed a bright smile towards Cripple Yang who was tied to the millstone. She extended his skinny finger and raised his middle finger.
Lame Yang closed his eyes and pretended not to see. After suffering such a huge loss at the hands of a woman, he did not have the face to yell, otherwise, the villagers would know that he could not even beat a woman, and would not be able to do so in the future.
It was fine if he was only given a middle finger by a woman, but that woman still dared to reveal a smile. Cripple Yang was so angry that he almost jumped up. He was actually looked down upon by a little girl's skin, it was simply … If she wasn't tied to the millstone and unable to move, she would definitely beat this damned woman to death.
In his heart, he could only curse like a shrew, ”Bitch, just you wait!”
Was Ning Yan afraid? The female thugs from the later generations were fearless! She happily led Little Bun through the millstones and walked out of the village.
Early morning, after leaving home and walking until the sun rose, Ning Yan was tired. Lowering her head, Little Bun pursed her lips and walked quickly, following closely behind her.
Originally, Ning Yan thought that if Little Bun couldn't move, she would carry him. She never thought that Little Bun would actually be able to persevere for so long.
If this was a tough bun that her future generations met, Ning Yan would definitely get this person to train under her Devil. At that time, she would be another good soldier.
Seeing the shoes that revealed her toes, Ning Yan picked up the person with one hand and carried him on her shoulder. Children's proper amount of exercise was good, but if one were to overdo it, they would be crippled.
”Mom, I can still continue walking!”
”Where are you going? Are you not happy about being carried?”
”No, no.” Ning Yu hurriedly shook his head. Although he wanted to say that he could still persevere and walk, facing Ning Yan's clear facial features and serious eyes, Ning Yu gave up. Ever since he hit his head, his mother had changed, changed a lot.
However, after the change, the mother is even better, caring for others only to say negative words this small ailment is nothing. Mother, mother she is happy as long as it is fine.
If his mother really could not marry, then he would quickly grow up and raise his mother.
Ning Yan was not clear about what the Little Bun was thinking at all. If she knew, he would probably throw the Little Bun back home.
Did she seem like someone who hated marriage that much?
Furthermore … There were some problems with the aesthetics of this era. They all liked scholars and pretty boys! As a proper female soldier, she liked to have eight abs, an inverted triangle of mermaid wire, and long legs with raised hips.
It was just that when she heard that the black-faced men in the county would powder their faces, Ning Yan felt that the man she wanted would be hard to find.