Splendid peasant girl busy farming

"What's going on? It's sunny and fine. Is the weather going to change?"

The cattle dealer looked at the growing number of dark clouds above his head and was stunned.

Yang Ruoqing also saw the change in the weather.

Rather than saying it was a sudden change in the sky, it was better to say that with this small temple as the center point of the vortex, a dark cloud appeared and covered the sun.

And I don’t know if it was Yang Ruoqing’s misunderstanding, but the sound of the wind everywhere seemed to be mixed with the cry of a child.

"Leave here first!" Yang Ruoqing said, turning around and leaving with everyone.

But at the moment, there was no need to worry about that much. Yang Ruoqing held Tuantuan in her arms, Blacksmith Luo held Yuanyuan and Rourou, Xiang Shengnan carried Wang Cuilian, the cattle dealer carried Lingling, Xiaoduo held Jiaojiao, and everyone turned around. Rush towards the entire row of houses on the other side of the pasture.

There was still a cold wind behind her, but at least the wind didn't chase her, and the crying gradually became fainter until it disappeared.

Everyone ran forward without looking back, and no one spoke, but everyone felt as if a huge stone was weighing on their hearts.

Depressing, boring, making people feel panicked and their legs and feet feel heavy.

Until they completely ran out of the small temple in the northwest corner and came to the cowshed, the dark clouds above their heads dispersed little by little. When everyone ran to the pasture gate and came to the row of houses, the sound of the wind almost stopped completely. The dark clouds above our heads have completely dispersed, the light has become brighter, and the sun is shining down from above.

The sun shone warmly on my body, dispelling the coolness that had penetrated into the cracks in my bones.

"Put Auntie and Tuantuan on the bed!" Yang Ruoqing ordered.

"Bring some children in too."

Everyone gathered in the room where Xiaoduo and Xiang Shengnan were resting.

Blacksmith Luo and the cattle dealer were checking the condition of the three children there. "It looks like they are scared. Come on, Duo'er will make some brown sugar water."

Yang Ruoqing stayed at Wang Cuilian and Tuantuan's bedside.

Look at their eyelids, check their pulse, etc...

It was probably a faint caused by fright. In the clear sky and white sun, what did so many of them see in the small temple?

Rourou is too young, so Xiaoduo can't ask her questions at all. Now she can only find out when the aunt wakes up.

"Here comes the sugar water!"

Xiaoduo brought the tray, on which were placed several bowls of steaming brown sugar water.

Everyone divided the work and cooperated, each feeding a child to drink brown sugar water.

Yang Ruoqing is in charge of Wang Cuilian.

I fed the aunt a few mouthfuls, and the aunt choked a few mouthfuls, but couldn't drink a single sip.

Except for Rourou, none of the other children could feed any of them, and everything flowed from the corners of their mouths.

Yang Ruoqing had no idea, and temporarily put down Wang Cuilian, then turned around and went to check on the children next to Shun'er.

Tuantuan is still in a coma.

Although Yuanyuan and Lingling Jiaojiao were awake with their eyes open, the expressions of the three children were dull and their eyes were dull.

In medical terms, it looks like dementia.

Using the dialect of the older generation, several children seemed to be scared out of their wits!

"I'll go to the village and call Wang Sheng over!" Blacksmith Luo turned around and left with a gloomy face.

But Yang Ruoqing stopped him, "Uncle, in this case, it's probably useless to call Wangsheng over. We have to go to the Taoist temple to invite Taoist Master Yuan over!"

Blacksmith Luo was startled and looked at the expressions of the children in the room again. He nodded, turned around and quickly walked out of the room.

Others also looked solemn.

Xiaoduo was even more scared and angry. She held Rourou in her arms and looked at the other children, with tears falling down her cheeks.

The cattle dealer gnashed his teeth, "You're such a shameless thing. You've already given the temple a stable supply of incense, and you still want to cause mischief. Can't you kill them with a bull-killing knife that bullies me?"