Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11792

Yang Huaming himself was already a grandfather and great-grandfather, but in front of Old Yang, he got a good beating from several people. The feeling of being hit on the back with a broom was really...unpleasant!
But who can blame him when Old Yang is his own father? It's only natural for a father to beat his son; there's no reasoning with him.

"Dad, you've already hit me and scolded me, you should at least help me think of a way, right? What should we do?" Yang Huaming shrugged, his mind filled with the bloody scene from before. Compared to the weasel's revenge, the broom in Old Yang's hand was really nothing.

Old Yang stamped his foot anxiously, "What can we do? Hurry up..."

"I'll go take a look. Kang boy, lead the way!"

As she spoke, Yang Ruoqing strode over, instructing Ping An as she went, "Go to my room and bring my medical kit!"

"Yes!" Ping An turned around and ran back into the courtyard to get things for Yang Ruoqing.

Meanwhile, Yang Ruoqing had already grabbed Kang Xiaozi and made him lead the way into the mountains.

Although the father and son had previously stated that they found the weasel in a burrow near a chestnut tree, they still needed to go there to help determine the exact location.

"Sister Qing'er, thank you so much for helping us!" Kang Xiaozi said breathlessly on the way there.

Yang Ruoqing didn't look at him, only focusing on her journey.

Help them?
What a joke!

She wanted to help that weasel, but Yang Ruoqing had absolutely no interest in how the weasel should take revenge on the fourth branch of the family.

Because my fourth uncle was too reckless. He chopped down with a knife without even looking at what it was, and then ran away. He was both cruel and cowardly.

Yang Ruoqing simply wanted to save the weasel, because this creature was sentient. A few years ago, Yang Ruoqing had worked with a weasel in the mountains to fight a large snake.

Even earlier, when Granny Gapo Sun's grave was in disrepair and leaking, it was a weasel living near the grave that appeared in Yang Ruoqing's dream to give her a message.

In the dream, the weasel transformed into a woman from the mountains, passing by the Luo family's door, and then, thirsty, asked to come in for a drink of water.

As we drank, we started chatting, and the topic turned to Sunjiagou. Then someone mentioned that your in-laws' house was about to collapse because it was leaking...

When Yang Ruoqing woke up, she thought about it and felt that the dream was unusual, so she called the others and went to Sunjiagou together.

Sure enough, a small part of Grandma Sun's grave had collapsed, with several large holes from which water was gushing.

Not far from the grave were several caves, in which weasels were seen coming and going...

So, ever since that time, whenever Yang Ruoqing looked at the majestic and sprawling Mianniu Mountain for hundreds of miles, she felt more and more that the mountain was home to many spiritual creatures.

Everyone should try to live in peace and avoid intentionally causing harm. Upon hearing that Yang Huaming had chopped down a weasel with a single blow, Yang Ruoqing's first reaction was that, regardless of whether it could be saved, she had to go and see for herself and give it her all.

Even if she couldn't save it, she would at least bury the weasel in the ground; she absolutely couldn't leave its body exposed in the wilderness.

Yang Ruoqing and Kang Xiaozi were at the front, and Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming followed.

Yang Huaming originally didn't want to go back to the mountains, but he had no choice. Old Yang ordered him to come back. He had caused the trouble, and now that others were going to help him clean up the mess, he had to lend a hand, right?

If you dare not go, I won't even bother with a broom, I'll just switch to a bamboo pole and beat you to death!
So Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming also went, and Ping An quickly caught up with them carrying a medicine box, then overtook them and headed straight for Yang Ruoqing.

As for the half-basket of chestnuts that Yang Huaming and the others had placed on the ground, Old Yang had already called the people from the fourth branch of the family to come and take them back.

As for the people from the fourth branch of the family, as well as the Luo family, they all got the answer from Old Yang regarding Yang Ruoqing and the others' sudden trip up the mountain.

Liu slapped her thigh and cursed Yang Huaming: "He's such a troublemaker! He even dared to chop down a weasel! How many dog ​​heads does he have?!" In the mountains.

Yang Ruoqing rushed to the scene as quickly as possible and indeed saw a hole in the ground near the chestnut tree, and the grass nearby was covered in blood.

However, the injured weasel was nowhere to be seen.

"It's over, it's over! The weasel has probably been carried off by some other wild animal, it's dead now!"

Kang muttered to himself, his face turning pale.

Yang Ruoqing ignored his mutterings and had no interest in comforting him. Instead, she crouched down and searched for patterns in the bloodstains among the thick layer of dry grass and fallen leaves on the ground...

Judging from the pattern of these bloodstains, a weasel did indeed leap out of the cave entrance. Yang Huaming, who was originally crouching at the entrance, was startled and almost instinctively picked up his machete and swung it at the creature that jumped out.

It's like he swung the knife with his eyes closed. That instinctive reaction was pretty ruthless. Others' instinctive reaction would be to push backward and fall to the ground, but his instinctive reaction was to slash out with his eyes closed.

In other words, if a more agile person had jumped out of the hole, the knife might have struck that person's neck or shoulder.

"The weasel fell here after it was injured, then it got up and went back to the cave entrance."

"After it went into the hole, it came out again and continued forward this way..."

Following the trail of blood, Yang Ruoqing mentally reconstructed the path of the weasel's injury. Then, about 3 meters away from the first burrow, behind a clump of bushes, she discovered another burrow on a sloping slope.

"found it!"

Yang Ruoqing called out.

Kang Xiaozhi, Ping An, and Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming all rushed over upon hearing the news.

"Oh my god, is it dead or alive?"

Yang Huaming immediately saw the weasel curled up into a ball on the slope. Blood had stained its originally grayish-brown fur red. Its eyes were closed, and its long, sharp snout was deeply embedded in its body. Its tail swept over, forming a perfect closed loop around its furry, blood-soaked body.

Its eyes were originally closed, and its two long ears were drooping. But when Yang Ruoqing and the others gathered around, its ears visibly trembled, and its body was shaking, but it stubbornly refused to raise its head.

"Why doesn't it look up at us?" Yang Huaming asked again.

"Don't ask so many questions, Ping An, give me the medicine box."

"Yes!"

Soon the medicine box was in Yang Ruoqing's hands. Doctor Yang Ruoqing opened the medicine box with a snap and began to put on gloves.

As she put on the gloves, she said to the others behind her, "Kang, stay here and help me. Everyone else, get back three meters away! Quickly!"

"Ah? Okay, okay!"

Yang Huaming and the others quickly retreated. Over here, Yang Ruoqing had already prepared a silver needle with medicinal powder on it.

She bent down and slowly approached the weasel, speaking in as gentle and friendly a tone as possible, "Don't be afraid, I'm here to save you, not to hurt you."

"Now, let me check your injuries. Don't attack me!"