The Su family stayed until dawn, and the rain outside was still drizzling without stopping.

A sound of stepping on the water broke the tranquility of the backyard. Dong San brought a few yamen runners to the woodshed in straw raincoats.

After a raucous sound of chains, the door of the woodshed was pushed open. The miserable situation of the Su family was seen by the yamen runners, and Dong San, who was standing in front, glanced proudly across his lowered eyes.

"What are you doing? How can you keep the prisoner inside after leaking from the woodshed?"

Dong San turned around and scolded the yamen runners behind him.

Although the yamen runners all knew that Dong San was acting, the yamen runners were very upset when they looked at them at the post station, and they couldn't help but curse the Su family in the woodshed in their hearts.

"Yes, yes, yes, they are all dereliction of duty!"

Zhao Wu lowered his head and said with regret in his voice.

"You can change people to place them in another place. You can't make any mistakes this time, have you heard?"

Dong San looked fierce and looked like that. The servants at the post station whispered and talked.

The Su family in the woodshed sneered at Dong San's behavior. After all, he was a guy. After getting along with each other for the past two days, the Su family was aware of it.

After Dong San gave the order, he looked at the Su family with a arrogant expression, and turned around and left with a smile on his lips.

Dong San's actions were particularly dazzling in the eyes of the Su family.

After the yamen runners respectfully sent Dong San away, they turned to look at the Su family, and they shouted impatiently with anger in their eyes.

"What are you waiting for? Come out for me!"

The mud in the woodshed was so muddy that the yamen runners did not want to get mud on their feet, so they stood outside the door and urged.

The members of the Su family in the woodshed directly ignored the arrogant behavior of the yamen runners.

Su Yixuan glanced at the yamen runners with contempt. If he hadn't been afraid of exposing his martial arts and causing unnecessary trouble to the Su family, he would have to press the yamen runners outside the door to the ground one by one to rub against the ground.

The shoes slipped in the muddy mud, and the Su family helped each other and walked to the door with difficulty.

Although the rain outside was not very heavy, it was fine. If there was no rain gear covering, you would get wet when you walked out of the door. However, the yamen runners seemed to have not seen it, and just kept urging at the door and did not bring rain gear for the Su family.

Su Qing frowned and looked at the yamen runner opposite with a gloomy face. He gently supported Yao Wanniang, standing by the door without moving.

Seeing this, Su Zhong stepped forward, bowed and asked the yamen runner outside the door.

"Dear officials, my wife is weak. Can you find a device to shelter the rain?"

"Ha! There are still many bad habits. Wang Er, go to the front yard to find a few umbrellas."

"yes!"

Zhao Wu showed impatience on his face, but he couldn't do too much when he looked at the miserable appearance of the Su family. Anyway, in his opinion, it was only a matter of time before the death of the Su family, the group of sick people, died, so he was too lazy to treat them harshly, so he asked the yamen runners around him to find a few broken paper umbrellas.

Su Zhili followed Su Yixuan, her hair was wet in the rain, and she pressed her face with wet. The shoes on her feet were covered with mud. The color was not visible on the white prison uniform. At this time, Su Zhili looked even worse than the beggar on the street.

She looked at the contempt in the eyes of the yamen runners and snorted coldly.

My aunt has written down today's grudge. You'd better live for a hundred years and wait for my aunt to come to my house to get back a hundred times in person!

The Su family held a paper umbrella that was obviously deliberately broken, and led by the yamen runners, they came to a low wooden house.

The wooden house was dark and the Su family was locked up and adapted for a while before they could see the layout inside the wooden house.

There are several simple wooden beds placed side by side against the wall, with straw mats that cannot be seen in the original color, and a smell of mold.

There was a table with a lame legs in the middle of the room, with two benches next to it.

Su Zhili almost burst into tears when she looked at the "luxury" decoration in the house. Although she had only been in this world for a few days, she lived like a year every day.

The requirement for quality of life has become no requirement, and she is willing to sleep in a wooden bed for a night.

After a brief arrangement, everyone found a place to rest. Qingzhu and Zhile were not optimistic. Su Qing sat by the bed to take the pulse of the two, and his frowns never stretched.

The wound that was originally applied with golden sore medicine was stained with rain last night. The surrounding area of ​​the wound was red and swollen, which also caused a low fever.

The situation of the two was very dangerous, but Su Qing was helpless. He couldn't even guarantee food and clothing at the moment. How to diagnose and treat it?

"well!"

Su Qing had a sad look on his tired face, and he shook his head helplessly, looking at Qingzhu and Zhileshi with unbearable eyes.

Along the way, there were only a few loyal servants left, and the two young people in front of him were still alive. Su Qing felt very guilty in his heart. This feeling of powerlessness made him a little older.

"Dad, don't worry, there will always be a solution."

When Su Yixuan saw his father's depressed look, his heart ached. Once upon a time, the father who raised him over his head, taught him to read and read, and sheltered him from wind and rain, his tall and tall figure as tall as a tree was so hunched.

"Um!"

Su Qing looked at the encouragement in his son's eyes and nodded with relief. In fact, he knew that it was just his son's explanation.

Su Yixuan saw that his old father didn't understand what he meant, so he came to him and whispered to him.

"Dad, when it rained last night, Mu Tian caught a cold in the rain and fell into a coma, and later..."

"real?"

After listening to Su Yixuan's story, a light suddenly flashed in his hazy eyes, and he looked at Su Yixuan with a burning look.

Su Yixuan nodded seriously, then glanced at the two little ones sitting aside and whispered, and quietly took out the half of the potion hidden in his arms.

With just a glance, Su Qing knew that this thing was not an ordinary item, so he hurriedly signaled Su Yixuan to put away the potion so that there would be no sight in the partition wall.

With the life-saving potion, Su Qing was overjoyed and looked at Su Zhili with gratitude.

"Dad, don't worry, take a break first, and when food is delivered, I will divide the potion into one more cent!"

Su Yixuan whispered, then helped Su Qing back to Yao Wanniang. The tired Su Qing nodded and leaned against the bed and took a nap.
Chapter completed!