My Promotion Story Through Time Travel

Chapter 124 Mr. Hong 2

Do you miss your mother too?

Lin Ziping lifted his head from his knees and vaguely saw Hong Lao Er squatting on the ground, the mountain-like man staring at him blankly.

Seeing that Lin Ziping did not answer, Hong Lao Er continued to ask, "Fairy, have you also lost your mother?"

Lin Ziping smiled bitterly to himself, realizing that he could not only not find his mother, but he could not even find his home.

Thinking about all these years I've lived in this era and the things I've encountered recently, a sense of grievance welled up in my heart.

Hong Lao Er tacitly acknowledged that Lin Ziping missed his mother just like he did, and sat down beside him, gently patting Lin Ziping's back.

Lin Ziping was startled, hugged his knees, and buried his head in his legs.

After a while, she took out a handkerchief from her sleeve to wipe away her tears, got up, tied her hair back up, straightened her clothes, picked up the dagger not far away, wiped it clean, and tied it back to her leg.

Then, looking at the steward lying on the ground and Hong Lao Er sitting next to him, he couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

Upon checking on the steward, they found him lying motionless in a pool of blood, showing no signs of life.

Seeing this, Lin Ziping felt a mix of emotions. He had never even killed a chicken before, but now he had killed a human being.

This is quite a psychological shock for someone who grew up in a society governed by the rule of law.

Calming himself down, Lin Ziping reassured himself that the situation was either life or death, and in reality, it was excessive self-defense.

Turning his gaze to Hong Lao Er, he realized the steward was his father, and he himself was Hong Lao Er's father's killer. But seeing Hong Lao Er's foolish expression, he didn't know what to do.

"What's your name?" Lin Ziping asked after thinking for a moment.

Hong Lao Er grinned foolishly: "Hong Hong, my mother calls me Hong Hong."

Where is your mother?

“Dad said Mom doesn’t want me, he’s talking nonsense! Mom said she’d stay with me forever, how could she not want me!” Hong Lao Er suddenly burst into tears, “When Hong Hong grows up, he’ll protect Mom.”

Lin Ziping looked at Hong Lao Er, who was crying with snot and tears streaming down his face, at a loss. He could only awkwardly pat Hong Lao Er's back, just like he had patted him earlier.

After an unknown amount of time, Hong Lao Er stopped crying and pointed to the steward on the ground, asking, "Fairy, is Father asleep?"

Looking at the steward on the ground, Lin Ziping didn't know how to explain, so he could only nod and say, "He's asleep."

"Fairy, run! Father will beat us when he wakes up!" Hong Lao Er said in a terrified voice.

After saying that, he got up and pushed Lin Ziping out.

"Hiss—" Lin Ziping couldn't help but gasp.

Hearing Lin Ziping's cry of pain, Hong Lao Er hurriedly stopped.

Lin Ziping rolled up his sleeves and saw that his hands were covered in bruises, his face was burning with pain, and his whole body ached.

"I'm sorry." Hong Lao Er lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong, not daring to look at him.

The person in front of me was about two meters tall, with a plump and strong build, like a mountain, but he behaved like a child.

Thinking of the iron chain around Hong Lao Er's neck when he saw him that morning, Lin Ziping asked with pity, "Does he often beat you?"

Hong Lao Er thought for a moment, then said aggrievedly, "He started by hitting my mother, then my sister, and then me."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ziping couldn't help but sigh. Hong Lao Er's mother and sister had either run away or met with misfortune.

Although Hong Lao Er doesn't seem very bright, he has no problem communicating, which means someone must have taken the time to teach him. That person must be Hong Lao Er's mother.

In this light, it seems more likely that his mother met with misfortune.

“Hong…Hong, are you willing to come with me?” Lin Ziping asked hesitantly.

Hong Lao Er looked at Lin Ziping with a blank expression: "Fairy, are you going to take me to find my mother?"

Lin Ziping remained silent for a long time before forcing himself to say, "I'll take you to find your mother."

Now that the manager is dead, it's no longer appropriate for Hong Lao Er to stay here.

"Will you get any meat if I follow you?" Hong Lao Er asked after thinking for a moment.

"Yes." Lin Ziping paused for a moment before adding, "But from now on you have to call me brother. If you call me the wrong one, you won't get any meat to eat."

Hong Lao Er glanced at the steward lying on the ground, nodded, and followed Lin Ziping away.

Lin Ziping led Hong Lao Er back to the place where the hematite was usually stored, which was right next to the mine shaft.

The dust settled, and the road, which was usually fairly flat, was now littered with fallen rocks. The original mine shaft had collapsed, and the entrance was buried under the rubble.

Thinking of the loud noise he heard on his way down the mountain, Lin Ziping frowned slightly, feeling that it had all been too sudden.

"Brother Xian..." Hong Lao Er whispered beside Lin Ziping.

Lin Ziping turned to look at Hong Lao Er and saw that his face was pale. Only then did he remember that Hong Lao Er was sick and needed to take medicine.

He did have medicine in his backpack, but he handed it over to Boss Jiang.

Yes, Boss Jiang?!

Lin Ziping slapped his forehead, realizing he had completely forgotten the important matter!

Thinking of this, he grabbed Hong Lao Er and ran down the mountain, wanting to quickly reunite with Gao Chi and the others.

I encountered many injured people on the road, which appeared to be due to a stampede.

However, the mountain road was uneven and it was easy to slip and fall. There were many people at the time, and accidents were inevitable in the rush. All we could do was hope that Gao Chi and the others were alright.

Thinking of this, Lin Ziping felt a little anxious and quickened his pace.

"Brother...brother...I...can't run anymore," Hong Lao Er said, panting.

Lin Ziping stopped and saw that the other person was covered in sweat and had difficulty breathing. He looked around and saw a large rock not far away.

Lin Ziping hid Hong Lao Er behind a rock and told him, "Hong Hong, wait for me here. I'll be back in a bit."

Hong Lao Er tugged at Lin Ziping's sleeve without saying a word.

Lin Ziping took a deep breath and continued, "I'll go down the mountain to find you medicine and food. Will you wait for me here?"

Hong Lao Er remained silent.

Lin Ziping thought for a moment and said, "I'll go find you some meat."

"really?"

"Really." Lin Ziping couldn't help but sigh. It turns out that only meat is appealing.

"it is good."

Hong Lao Er released Lin Ziping's sleeve and looked at him expectantly: "Hong Hong is waiting for his brother here."

Lin Ziping patted Hong Lao Er on the shoulder, squatted down and took the dagger off his foot, saying, "Hide here and don't come out. If bad guys come, beat them up. If you can't beat them, use this."

Lin Ziping demonstrated to Hong Lao Er several times how to draw the blade from the sheath before handing him the dagger. Not entirely convinced, he then found a thick tree branch for him before turning to leave.

The years of training, rain or shine, have paid off. At this moment, Lin Ziping grabbed a new carrying pole and sped through the mountains.

It must be said that Lin Ziping was somewhat lucky; transmigrators are often favored by the heavens.

He hurried and finally caught up with Gao Chi and the other two.

Moreover, the timing was perfect; not far away, Chief Jiang was leading his men in a fight against a group of masked men in black.