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"What's your name?" After feeding the stabbed boy some rice soup, Daohua looked to the other boy.
The boy was silent for a moment, seemingly reluctant to speak, but eventually he did, "Xiao Yeyang!"
Once the name was mentioned, Daohua knew this was not a child from an ordinary family.
An ordinary family would not give such a name.
Just like her, even though her father was a Seventh-rank County Magistrate, because she grew up in the countryside, she still bore the plain and straightforward name 'Daohua'.
Daohua sized up Xiao Yeyang.
About eleven or twelve years old, his face was dirty, his hair matted like a bird's nest, and his clothes dirty and smelly; by these appearances, he was hardly different from the refugees outside.
However, from his straight posture and composed demeanor, it was clear this child had been well raised.
As Daohua evaluated Xiao Yeyang, he was also discreetly observing her.
Soft and delicate!
This was Xiao Yeyang's first impression of Daohua.
Although she was dressed as a boy and he had automatically perceived her as one, this boy did not fit his ideal.
To his mind, a boy should be tall and robust. How delicate and tender, even paler than a girl? What was that all about?
Although he did not like her appearance, he admired her courage.
The act of knocking out the trafficker with a stone was indeed brave and decisive!
Having made an initial assessment of Xiao Yeyang, Daohua pointed to the unconscious stabbed boy and continued to ask, "What about him? What's his name?"
Xiao Yeyang shook his head, "I don't know." The children in the hands of the traffickers were abducted from various places. They hadn't been together long and didn't know each other at all.
Daohua was surprised, "You're not together?"
Xiao Yeyang, "No."
Daohua, "Then how did you escape together?"
Xiao Yeyang's expression turned somewhat gloomy, "The others were too cowardly to resist the traffickers. Only he was unwilling to give in; he secretly conspired with me to find a way to escape."
Daohua nodded, "Both of you have quite the guts."
Xiao Yeyang glanced at Daohua and asked, "What about you? What's your name?"
"I'm Daohua."
"Daohua?" Xiao Yeyang furrowed his brows as he sized up Daohua.
Why would he have a girl's name?
Noticing Xiao Yeyang's peculiar gaze, Daohua was slightly puzzled but quickly understood—she was dressed as a boy, so having a girl's name would indeed seem strange to others.
"Cough cough~"
The stabbed boy awoke.
Upon opening his eyes, the boy was full of wariness, but as he recognized Daohua and Xiao Yeyang, he gradually relaxed.
"We... got out?" The stabbed boy looked at Xiao Yeyang.
Xiao Yeyang nodded.
Only then did the stabbed boy truly breathe a sigh of relief.
Daohua checked the stabbed boy's wound again and applied medicine once more, "This is just to stop the bleeding temporarily. Later, you'll still need to go into town and have a doctor look at it carefully, understand?"
The stabbed boy looked at Daohua gratefully, "Thank you." He knew that he owed his life to the youth before him.
If it weren't for his timely action of knocking down the trafficker with a stone, he might have been choked to death.
And the medicine for stopping bleeding mustn't be cheap; it certainly seemed more effective than what the old doctor in their village used.
Xiao Yeyang sat in silence, glancing several times at the small porcelain bottle in Daohua's hand.
What kind of medicine was that?
The effectiveness of stopping bleeding was even better than the golden sore medicine used in the army.
Daohua turned to the stabbed boy, "By the way, what's your name?"
Stabbed boy, "Zhao Ergou, you can call me Ergouzi."
Daohua nodded, his name fit the aesthetics of rural folks perfectly, "How were you two captured by the trafficker?" They were both over ten years old, which is not the usual age to be abducted.
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