The aunt's house was in a village not far from the foot of the mountain, and it happened to be on the same road as Guan Xiaoxiao and his group were going to next. So everyone just packed their luggage and said goodbye to the abbot in advance, and drove directly from the back mountain.

As for those who are poor and sick, they are powerless, and they can only see if the masters in the temple have a way to save them.

"Ahem, ahem."

"Ahem, bang!"

When I was still outside the door, I heard a violent coughing sound from the inner room and the sound of heavy objects falling down. The aunt rushed into the room and then heard a loud shout: "The head of the house! The head of the house! Wake up, wake up!"

Guan Xiaoxiao's expression subsided, reminding Fu Huan to remember to get her medicine box, and then rushed into the dilapidated dirt house in front of her.

The house is not big, it can be said that you can see it at a glance. There are no windows, no decent furniture, and even the beds are built of stones.

The whole family of the aunt was just three. There was an old mother lying on the small bed in the southeast corner, skinny and bony. Apart from the slightly undulating bedding, there was no sign of living.

On a small couch separated by a wooden board, there was a boy about five years old lying. If you guessed correctly, this was the aunt's son.

On the other side, there is a slightly wider wooden bed, which must be the bed of the uncle and aunt.

At this moment, except for the "frost all over the ground", there was only an aunt who was crying with her husband in the middle of the house.

Guan Xiaoxiao felt a headache and signaled Fu Huan to come forward to solve the chores. She didn't understand. Although the conditions in the countryside were very poor in all aspects, it was not that bad.

I remember when I was in Guanjia Village, no matter how dilapidated their family was, they would not have been crowded in a big room. At least there was a main hall, a kitchen, and a small courtyard.

How sad this is, I will have to bear to let the whole family live in it and be sick.

"Girl, please save me, the head of my family. He is almost out of reach." The aunt looked at Guan Xiaoxiao with tears in her face.

She had no other choice but to break the jar and throw it, praying that they could save her family.

She didn't want to live so sadly, but her house and land were occupied, and no one could decide for her, and there was nowhere to complain about her.

Their family could only squeeze into the dilapidated dirt house at the entrance of the village, eating, drinking, defecating and urinating here. They had no land and money, and they could only rely on digging wild vegetables from the mountain to make a living.

Relief? It is difficult for everyone to live these days, so who has the surplus food to help others?

Guan Xiaoxiao gave the uncle two injections, asking him to spit out the bloody phlegm across his neck, and then took the pulse of the three people lying in the house one by one, and listened to the story of the aunt and their family. It was really hard to live!

"If others take over what you still have, you can return it. Even if both sides suffer losses, it will be better than the life you live now." She said coldly: "If it weren't for being weak and bullied, how could you fall into such a land."

If I met someone like her, I would have fought to the death long ago, so how could I let others bully it?

The aunt cried and said helplessly: "That is the head of the family's younger brother. No matter how hard life was, he had never had a meal, and he had never been hungry. I didn't expect that he could do so ruthlessly."

"So, just because you are your own brother, you will tolerate it. Even if you starve to death, you will not want to report to the official?" Su Qi snorted coldly, stupid and unaware that he was unsuccessful!
Chapter completed!