Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 1107 - 354: Identity, Bite Wound_2

Chapter 1107: Chapter 354: Identity, Bite Wound_2

Feeding water, administering medicine, wiping to reduce fever... This night was undoubtedly a tough ordeal. Mo Yan didn’t dare to relax for a moment, fearing that if she did, this poor child might not make it through.

Fortunately, the child was incredibly resilient. By the time the rooster crowed three times, her temperature had finally gone down, her breathing had stabilized, and her pulse gradually became stronger.

Finally feeling at ease, Mo Yan crawled into bed under the urging of Xue tuanzi and Mao Tuan, and quickly fell asleep.

It wasn’t until the next day that Mo Yan had the chance to ask Little Black about the child’s origins. Thanks to Xue tuanzi’s translation, she finally understood the whole story.

It turned out that after Little Black finished delivering New Year’s gifts to the Liu Family, it found the child half-buried in the snow just outside the city gates. At that time, the child was still conscious, but there seemed to be something wrong with her mind; when discovered by Little Black, she could only shout for help and cry for her mother and elder sister, saying she was in pain and nothing else.

Since Little Black had developed Spiritual Wisdom, its intelligence would grow as it aged. At this point, it was as intelligent as a fifteen or sixteen-year-old adolescent. If it believed there was something wrong with the child’s mind, there was likely indeed an issue.

Without the child having awakened, Mo Yan had no way of knowing how serious the problem was. However, she felt that even if the child did have a problem with her brain, it was likely not congenital, but rather caused by abuse; otherwise, she wouldn’t be calling out for her mother and elder sister in extreme fear.

Looking at the child with feeble breath lying on the soft couch, Mo Yan asked Xuetuan in her mind, "Can’t you see a person’s past and present life? Look where this child’s family is. Once she gets better, I want to send her back to reunite with her relatives."

Xue tuanzi quickly responded, "I can’t see it."

"You can’t see it?" Mo Yan was extremely surprised, "Why can’t you see it? Weren’t you able to before?"

"This child’s mind has suffered severe trauma. Other than some scenes of her being abused, everything else is just a foggy blur; I can’t see anything clearly. To figure out where she comes from, you need to heal her first, so she can regain her mental faculties."

Hearing the frustration in Xuetuan’s voice, Mo Yan couldn’t help but chuckle and comforted it, "This isn’t a problem with your abilities; don’t be unhappy."

Unfortunately, these words did not comfort Xuetuan’s fragile spirit; instead, it felt even worse: "Back in the day, I was a renowned Artifact Spirit in the Cultivation World. None of the other Artifact Spirits were my match, hmph, if I had my own body, not to mention finding out this child’s origins, I could even dig up her ancestors eighteen generations."

Mo Yan had heard these words countless times before and humorously echoed, "Yes, yes, my Xuetuan is the most capable. Even if you don’t transform in the Cultivation World, you are still the most powerful Artifact Spirit in the universe."

"Humph, it’s good that you know. Treat me better in the future and don’t always think about bullying me." Xuetuan felt proud inside and strived to maintain the demeanor of a "great person," though if it had a tail, it would have started wagging long ago.

Well aware of Xuetuan’s nature, Mo Yan didn’t try to hit its ego any further. Although it was disappointing not to be able to find out the child’s background, there was nothing that could be done about it. The most important thing now was to heal the child’s body and help her recover her mental faculties as soon as possible. Sooner or later, they would be able to help her find her relatives and send her home to reunite with her family.

However, the person who abused the child was truly hateful. To torment a child to such an extent showed they were no good. Thinking that punishing the wicked and promoting goodness could also yield merit, Mo Yan, eager to try, asked Xuetuan, "You saw the scenes of the child being abused, can you tell who was hitting her? Are there other children there being mistreated as well?"

Xuetuan heard this and immediately knew what his master was planning, actively saying, "Of course I can confirm. I saw those scenes, the child is in a textile mill, and there are many children about her age. If they don’t finish their work or make a mistake, they get beaten by the manager. This child must have escaped because she couldn’t bear it anymore."

At this point, Xuetuan reminded, "If you want to teach those people a lesson, I think you need to find another reason. Otherwise, those bad people will just say that the kids were bought by them and the government won’t be able to intervene. They might even accuse you of harboring their runaway slaves."

Of course, with Mo Yan’s current status, the chance of being counter-accused by those people was small; but to rightfully rescue those children and to give them an "unforgettable" lesson became unlikely. To be able to run such a large textile mill in Jing City, there must be protectors above them. Even if they had to take into account Lord Mo Yan’s and the future Lady Marquis’s status, they wouldn’t allow Mo Yan to "bully" them.

"Hmm, I won’t act rashly and will definitely find a way to make those villains receive their due punishment," Mo Yan said with resolve.

Mo Yan knew that Xuetuan’s worries were valid. Although she couldn’t suppress the outrage in her heart, to rescue the suffering children, she had to bide her time and devise a foolproof plan. Not only did she need to rescue the children, but she also hoped to make a big enough impact to serve as a warning to others who enslaved and abused children.

In this era, buying and selling people was legal, and child labor was nothing out of the ordinary. She couldn’t stand it or change this situation, so all she could do was to try another way to contribute her efforts.

Just before noon, the child who had been unconscious for nearly a day and a night finally woke up. As Xuetuan and Little Black had said, the child’s mental state had been hurt. After waking up, besides shouting for help, calling for mother and sister, she didn’t know how to say anything else, not even her own name.

Despite her fragmented mind, the ordeal she had endured was etched deep into her bones. She was very wary of the Mo Family, and even the youngest, Shengsheng, was almost injured by her.

Even though she was so frail and had not had a full meal for a long time, the child’s strength was surprisingly great; besides Mo Yan, others found it very difficult to restrain her.

Looking at the child cowering and trembling in the corner, Mo Yan, holding her bitten wrist in pain and frustration, said to Lixiu, "Make her a portion of plain vegetable congee later. Give her a small bowl each time; her stomach won’t be able to handle too much at once."

"Okay, I know. You go treat your wound now, be careful not to let it become frostbitten," Lixiu replied, with great concern on her face as she looked at the bleeding wound on Mo Yan’s wrist.

"Hmm, I’ll do that now. Later, put a brazier in this room and bring two more blankets. Her body is very weak, she can’t afford to get cold again," Mo Yan instructed Xin Er and the others again before she was ushered by everyone to go back to her room to clean her wound.

On the way back to her room, Xuetuan made a sarcastic comment, "Tsk tsk, this little brat is like a wolf cub, but, if the cub wasn’t fierce, she wouldn’t have escaped! You are at a loss this time, good intentions didn’t yield a good reward."

Mo Yan, looking at the eight bleeding bite marks on her wrist, said angrily, "I didn’t expect you to be like this, Xuetuan! I think you better just focus on helping her recover her senses. It’s important that she finds her family."

"Hmph, isn’t this a reminder for you to be more careful next time?" Xuetuan genuinely cared about his master being bitten, although washing the wound with Spirit Spring Water and applying some medicine would resolve it. Still, the injury was real and very painful: "Don’t worry, that little girl isn’t inherently like this; she will gradually get better."

"Sigh, I hope so!"

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