Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11209

So at that moment, Yang Huazhong had to give up the idea of ​​reporting to the police.

He not only considered the affairs of this villager's family, but also took into account that there were more than one family in the village with similar situations to this villager's family. Therefore, other people in the village would definitely not agree to report the matter to the police.

What should we do? We must find the body, alive or dead. We can't just let it go!

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang also felt a bit of a headache when they saw this scene.

However, the village's disaster relief and drainage work cannot be delayed any longer. The person was lost in a tent on the grassland. Now the villagers are in a panic, and all kinds of horrible and bizarre statements have come out.

It has changed from being man-made to being a supernatural guess.

Some also said that it was the sow spirit from Sishanao who sneaked into the tent and took away Huansheng's father, who had been ill for a long time and had weak yang energy, and took him back to use as food for her piglets.

Others said that it was not a sow spirit, but other evil spirits in this Niu Mountain.

Some even said it was a starvation ghost, some said it was a black bear spirit, and some people described it in vivid detail, saying that they went out of the tent to urinate at night and saw a short and fat woman with a bear head wandering outside the villagers' tents.

It is said that tents are different from houses in the village. Houses in the village have doors, and the doors are guarded by door gods.

Here, the tent doesn't provide any shelter, so this happened. If we continue to live here, we might continue to embarrass ourselves...

As a result, some villagers no longer cared that the accumulated water in the village had not been completely drained and the ground was still covered with mud, and they hurriedly moved back to their homes with their elderly and children.

Some people's houses were so damaged by the last storm that the walls were tilted to one side, but they still took the risk to live there.

This further increased the burden on Yang Huazhong, the village head. Several villagers joined forces to persuade these people to return to the pasture.

With these people taking the lead, others also wanted to follow suit, but they would not take the risk unless their homes were truly flooded and uninhabitable.

Seeing that the head of the village and several villagers' attempts to persuade them with emotion and reason were not working, and that the collapse of the dangerous buildings would cause deaths and add to the trouble, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang discussed it and directly sent out the guards to drive those people back to the pasture by force.

"The rescue team spent three days trying to find Huansheng's family, which delayed their return to the village."

"Fellow villagers should first live in the grassland and sleep peacefully at night. We will arrange people to patrol all night without stopping."

"After three days, when all the water in the village is drained, everyone will go back to repair their houses and then plan a relocation schedule based on the situation of each family,"

"It's especially important not to panic at times like this, and not to scare yourself. The dilapidated houses in the village are all cracked. Don't you take your own life seriously, and don't you take the lives of your parents and your children seriously?"

"Don't be lucky, don't be disobedient. Think about the heavy snow that year. Those families in our village refused to move to the ancestral hall to avoid the snow and insisted on sleeping in their own homes with cracked walls. What's happened to them now?"

"The grass on the grave is waist-high!"

After some intimidation and threats, rules were established and people were arranged to patrol all night to ensure the safety of the villagers.

The villagers originally thought that the patrol was from the village transport team, but they saw that it was Luo Fengtang's guards. The guards followed Luo Fengtang in battles, each of them had many lives on their hands, and standing there with a knife on their waist, they were like living door gods from New Year pictures.

The villagers' sense of security was immediately boosted.

  Although the restlessness of the villagers in Caochang has been temporarily appeased and suppressed, all they need to do later is to quickly pat away the accumulated water in the village and sprinkle things like wood ash and small stones on the road so that they can basically pass through normally. However, it is puzzling and unwilling to accept that Old Man Huansheng, who was still breathing, is gone!

Although Huansheng fell ill and fainted several times in the past few days due to anxiety and grief, he still struggled to get his son Xiaofu to support him. He kowtowed in front of each tent, thanked the villagers who helped him search in the past few days, and shed tears of gratitude.

When they arrived at the big tent of Old Yang's family, Huansheng did the same thing.

When Old Yang saw Huansheng's pale, haggard and shaky appearance, he felt very sympathetic towards him.

"Your filial piety towards your father has been seen by all our villagers."

"Your father is missing. It's all fate. We have looked for him and tried our best. It's all fate. Don't be too sad. Who knows, maybe one day your father will come back!"

The other people in the Yang family nearby could tell that Old Yang was trying to comfort Huansheng, an old man so seriously ill that he had lost the ability to take care of himself.

In this chilly spring season, without anyone to take care of me, how can I survive? Can I come back?

Everyone understood that Old Yang was trying to comfort Huansheng, and Huansheng himself understood it too.

But Old Yang's comfort made him even more sad. He trembled and said in a hoarse voice, "If Old Yang's blessing allows me and my poor father to be reunited one day, and I can be your slave in the next life, I won't complain at all!"

Old Yang was also deeply moved by Huansheng's words. He put his hand on Huansheng's shoulder again and said repeatedly: "Good boy, good boy, your filial piety will surely move God and let you and your son meet again!"

When Mrs. Tan heard the noise, she also came out of the tent. The old lady's face was still full of fear. After coming out, she looked around, as if she was afraid that the invisible evil creature that specialized in stealing living people would follow Huansheng and his son.

"Old woman, don't be like that. It's broad daylight!" Old Yang caught a glimpse of Tan's actions from the corner of his eye and knew what she was afraid of.

If you are afraid, don't come out of the tent. Why do you have to come out and act like this?

Wouldn't this make Huansheng and Xiaofu, the father and son, even more sad?

When Tan heard Old Yang's scolding, she didn't take it seriously. She looked around nervously for a few times, and made sure that the sun was shining and there was nothing bad. Then she tightened the scarf around her neck, raised her head and asked Huansheng in a low voice: "Your father can't be found, so as a son, you should think of a solution somewhere else!"

"Ah?" Huansheng was confused.

Tan raised her hand and pointed in the direction of Lijia Village: "Take two eggs and a pound of brown sugar, go to Li Banxian's house, and ask her to ask her ancestors for you."

As soon as Mrs. Tan finished speaking, Old Yang began to scold her.

"Don't give me such bad advice. Even Li Banxian can't figure out her own affairs. She is a lazy woman who didn't have much reputation before. She only came to the fore after Li Shenpo passed away. She is just jealous of Li Shenpo and wants to imitate her. Don't trick Huansheng into wasting money!"

Tan spat at Old Yang and said, "What do you know, old man? Li Banxian was the past and is now. Her family worships a guardian deity, also called the old ancestor. You are the only old thing who doesn't know this. If you keep talking nonsense and offend the old ancestor, you will cry!"