Chapter 117 Please save my mother.

 Du Hangwu lowered his eyes and glanced at the little girl who was holding the back of her collar. He wanted to say something, frowned, and still didn't speak, and handed the girl to Lu Xingyan.

Lu Yang on the side quickly took it, but he didn't dare let his frail brother pick up the girl.

Lu Yang carried the man into the tent, and Lu Xingyan and Lu Zhou followed closely behind.

Lu Yang threw the girl to the ground and said to Lu Qing who was sitting cross-legged, "Father, this little girl is timid and fainted from being scared by those officials."

Lu Xingyao opened the tent and walked in. Hearing this, he said with a smile, "What do you mean he fainted because of the police? I just watched carefully outside and it was obviously because of my second uncle who frightened him."

He just saw it clearly. Before his second uncle came out, the little girl was crying and shouting.

Lu Yang refused to take the blame. "She was obviously frightened by the sword in the officer's hand. In my opinion, these officers are too fierce. They don't even know how to restrain themselves when facing a little girl."

Not to mention this little girl who looked about the same age as his son Youtang, even he himself was often frightened by the knives in the hands of those officers.

Song had fallen asleep and was just woken up. When Lu Zhou called her over, she saw a ragged and unfamiliar little girl lying on the ground. She looked confused and asked, "Where did she come from?"

Lu Zhou explained, "Just now, she followed those refugees outside and cried for us to save her mother. My father felt sorry for her and brought her in."

Lu Qing glanced at his eldest son and didn't explain.

The reason why he brought the girl in was not because he felt the crying was pitiful, but because the girl kept shouting to save her mother.

If her mother was still okay, she would never let a little girl suffer like this. Now there are refugees and chaos outside. If a little girl is left outside without anyone to protect her, who knows what will happen.

Song quickly woke up the little girl on the ground. Before she could ask anything, the little girl opened her eyes and saw Lu Yang. She was so scared that she shrank into her arms, trembling with fear.

Lu Xingyao smiled secretly and spread his hands, "See, I said I was scared by my second uncle."

Having spent so many years with his daughter, he can be described as a loving father and a filial daughter. Therefore, Lu Yang, who always thought he was kind and benevolent, felt hit hard. He sighed, put his hands behind his back, and went to seek comfort from his daughter.

As soon as Lu Yang left, the little girl carefully poked her head out of Song's arms, her eyes full of tears.

Children of this age look helpless and pitiful when they cry.

Lu Zhou was the first to ask, "Little girl, I just heard you shouting outside, what happened to your mother?"

When the little girl heard about her mother, she cried even harder, "My mother is sick. They said they don't want to take care of her anymore. They said she won't live for many days, and even if she is sold, she won't be able to buy much food."

She cried and wiped her tears with her dirty hands.

The people in the tent looked at each other in bewilderment. Often when someone encountered misfortune at home, they would sell the women in their family as slaves or to such places.

When Lu Qing was young, he was sent to serve as an official in a local area. He saw a lot of such things and hated such behavior the most.

"Who are they, but your father?"

The little girl shook her head and said, "Mom said that Daddy went to heaven, and the uncles and aunts in the village took us with them. They said they would take us to live a good life, with lots of delicious food and beautiful clothes."

Song was a woman herself, so how could she listen to all this? What good life? It was obvious that they were going to sell the mother and daughter to such a filthy place. Now that the girl's mother was sick, those people didn't want to bring a burden with them, so they just wanted to take the child away and sell her in the future.

Lu Zhou was angry and looked at the old man. He wanted to help, but he had to wait for the old man's opinion.

The eyes of several people immediately turned to Lu Qing, who hesitated. If it was in the capital, he would have helped without hesitation. However, the situation was different.

The little girl knelt down in front of Lu Qing, her forehead touching the ground with a dull sound. Her eyes were red and swollen, with tear marks on them. Her little hands tightly grasped the corner of Lu Qing's clothes, and her voice was choked with sobs: "Please, save my mother, please!"

The tent was completely silent, with only the sound of the little girl crying, which was heartbreaking to watch.

Among the few people, only Lu Xingyan had a cold expression, lacking some warmth.

Lu Qing sighed slightly, stood up and helped the little girl in front of him up, wiping the tears from her face with his sleeve, "Forget it."

People have already been let in, and now she is kneeling and kowtow, crying like this. She is just a little girl. Since we have encountered her, it won't hurt to help her.

He solemnly instructed his grandson, "Xingyao, take the two people who have not been seen before and follow this little girl to see her mother and find out what's going on."

As he spoke, he looked deeply at his eldest grandson.

Lu Xingyao was slightly stunned, then quickly understood what his grandfather meant. He agreed immediately and brought two skilled people with him. He asked the girl to quietly take him and two others to see her mother.

The three of them had small knives on their backs for self-defense that their ancestors had given them. If this girl was a trap set by a bad guy, they would be able to deal with it with a knife.

After all, he had been robbed and attacked twice before, so there was no guarantee that this would not be the third time.

However, to their surprise, the little girl actually took them to see a ragged and shabby woman leaning against a tree root.

The woman's breathing was weak. The little girl shook and shouted for a long time before she opened her eyes with difficulty, but she couldn't even speak.

Her face was covered with tears, and she tightly grasped her mother's cold hand, "Mom, don't be afraid, I've brought some people here, they are all good people, they will definitely be able to cure your illness!"

The woman pursed her lips and tried to speak, but no sound came out.

She cast her gaze towards the three men in front of her. Unlike those who were traveling with her, these three men had extraordinary demeanor and one could tell at a glance that they were from high social backgrounds. She tried to open her mouth but nothing came out.

When Lu Xingyao and his companions saw this, they thought that the woman knew that she didn't have much time left and wanted to entrust her daughter to them, but she was unable to say anything.

Realizing that the hand she was holding was falling down weakly, the little girl cried out, "Mom? Wake up, Mom!"

Lu Xingyao's face was slightly stern, and he motioned to the people around him to come forward and check.

The man checked the woman's breath and pulse, then shook his head at Lu Xingyao. She was no longer breathing.

Lu Xingyao was immediately in a dilemma. He just came to check on the situation. If she was short of food, he could give her some quietly. If she was suffering from a minor illness, he could leave her some medicine. But how could she die without even saying a word? What should he do with the girl? Should he leave her to be sold by those so-called uncles?

You know, when people are in trouble, they can do anything dirty.

If I don't leave the person here, do I have to take him back? This will only cause trouble for everyone!

At this moment, the little girl fainted from crying again and fell on the woman, unconscious.

Lu Xingyao: "."

He suddenly felt that the little girl fainted easily and his second uncle was really wronged just now.