Exile with Storage Space: Family Fortunes in the Barren Lands-Chapter 613 - 570 Visitors (2)_2

Yang Runsen tightly grasped the bottle, as if holding onto the fate of a lifetime.

Leaving the Yang Family, Li Yuzhu sighed, "I hope Yang Runsen and Wei San can escape their misery."

Mu Yuanxiu said, "They surely will."

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Three more days passed.

On this day in the morning, Li Yuzhu stood by the Li Family’s gate, watching Guoguo and Jingjing play. Wei Family’s eldest son rode hastily on a mule.

Seeing Li Yuzhu, Wei Dalang, pale-faced, said, "Li San Niang, hurry... hurry to my house to see my sister, she... took poison again."

Li Yuzhu anticipated someone from the Wei Family would come today.

She quickly replied, "Alright, I’ll go with you immediately."

Mu Yuanxiu came out from the house, carried the two children into the courtyard, instructed Uncle Gui to look after them, and hurriedly took Li Yuzhu on a mule cart to the Wei Family’s home.

Wei San took the medicine that Li Yuzhu had given to Yang Runsen.

Following the steps, Li Yuzhu checked Wei San’s body, shook her head, and said, "She took arsenic this time, and it’s been several hours; I can’t save her."

The Wei Family was thoroughly stunned.

Wei San’s parents didn’t believe their daughter was dead, so they called an old village doctor to see her. The old doctor thought to himself, if skilled Li Yuzhu couldn’t manage it, how could he?

For money, he casually examined her and concluded that Wei San couldn’t be saved.

Only then did the Wei Family panic for real.

They started blaming each other for who had scolded Wei San, driving her to her death.

Bickering back and forth, they began to curse at one another.

Li Yuzhu shook her head and left with Mu Yuanxiu for the Yang Family’s home.

The crying at the Yang Family was louder than at the Wei Family.

A villager said that two doctors had been called and both said Yang Runsen couldn’t be saved.

An elder told Yang’s father and Yang’s mother in the courtyard, "According to tradition, when the elder son is unmarried, the coffin cannot remain overnight; he should be buried early."

This was indeed the village custom, and although the Yang Family was grieving, they proceeded to bury Yang Runsen in the Yang Family’s ancestral tomb before nightfall.

The young man’s funeral was quiet, without fanfare and without mourners wailing; everything proceeded silently.

Only Yang Erlang and Yang Sanlang, along with two villagers who specialized in burial services, buried Yang Runsen.

The Wei Family mourned an unmarried young woman, and the funeral was even more discreet.

Also before nightfall, Wei Dalang and Wei Erlang quietly carried Wei San into the ancestral tomb ground for burial.

The Wei and Yang Families learned that each other’s family had suffered a death, yet surprisingly, neither went to the other’s home to shout or curse.

It was unclear whether they were truly sad or felt embarrassed.

Meanwhile, in the Yang Family’s cemetery, Uncle Yang was seizing the darkness to dig up the grave with a shovel.

He quickly dug up the shallow grave and opened the simple coffin, helping Yang Runsen out.

Following Yang Runsen’s earlier instructions, Uncle Yang fed him a medicine pill, and not long after, Yang Runsen awoke.

He looked at the dark night surrounding him, breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed his uncle’s shovel, and dashed toward the Wei Family’s ancestral grave.

With loose soil and a shallow grave mound, Yang Runsen quickly dug it open. He pried open the coffin and helped Wei San out.

"San Niang, San Niang, we are free." Yang Runsen fed Wei San the pill.

Not long after, Wei San also woke up.

She saw herself sitting in the coffin, in the wild cemetery, with Yang Runsen beside her, and she cried excitedly, "Sen Lang, are we really free?"

"Yes, we are free." Yang Runsen helped her out of the coffin, and they cried in each other’s arms for a long time.

With Uncle Yang’s help, Yang Runsen restored their fake graves, they packed their belongings left at Uncle Yang’s house, and left that night.

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Early the next morning, Li Yuzhu and Mu Yuanxiu reached the foot of Niu Tou Mountain, and saw a young couple waving as they walked toward them.

Mu Yuanxiu recognized them, "Yu Zhu, that’s Yang Runsen and Wei San."

Both of them carried luggage on their shoulders and held sun hats, looking prepared for a long journey.

"We’re here to bid farewell." Yang Runsen held Wei San’s hand, walked up to Li Yuzhu and Mu Yuanxiu, and gave a deep bow, "Thank you for saving us. If you ever need our help in the future, feel free to ask."

Li Yuzhu smiled and said, "Don’t mention it."

Mu Yuanxiu looked at them, "Where do you plan to go?"

Yang Runsen looked at Wei San, "We’ll go wherever the road takes us. We have our hands and feet; we’ll find a way to make a living."

Li Yuzhu said, "You lived in the village, so I couldn’t help earlier, but if you go to the county town, I can indeed assist."

She took some paper and an eyebrow pencil from her bag and wrote down Li Xing’an’s address.

"This is my family shop in the county town. My third brother runs the shop. If you encounter difficulties in the county town, you can find him for help. He recognizes my handwriting and will help upon seeing it."

Yang Runsen took it warmly in his hand, and he and Wei San bowed deeply again to Li Yuzhu and Mu Yuanxiu.

"Thank you both, until we meet again." They waved goodbye to Li Yuzhu and Mu Yuanxiu and headed toward the county.

After they walked far, Li Yuzhu and Mu Yuanxiu returned together to the Li Family.

Before the Li Family’s gate, little kids Guoguo and Li Jing each held a broom, staring intently at visiting guests.

"Yuanxiu, our home has an unusual guest." Li Yuzhu saw the visitors, sneering loudly.

Mu Yuanxiu’s face also grew stern, "No one visits without a reason; let’s go have a look."

"You better go. My mom doesn’t like seeing you!" Guoguo’s voice was childish but fierce as they glared at the visitors.

"Yeah, my mom said she dislikes you the most! Hmph! Get lost, get lost!" Li Jing raised the broom and waved it at the two.

"Really, born without being taught!" the visitor grumbled lowly.

"Speak for yourself, born without being taught!" Guoguo yelled back, voice sharp.