Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11843

"Oh, I remember now, I know which village that house is in!" Yang Yongqing suddenly slapped his forehead and said.

"It's the house of the mountain watcher in Huatian Village, over there from Zhengjia Village."

Huatian Village?
Yang Ruoqing felt both familiar and unfamiliar with the name of this village.

Yang Yongqing reminded her from the side, "Qing'er, have you forgotten? Huatian Village is east of Mianniu Mountain. Several of our farmhands came from Huatian Village. One is tall, one is short, one is thin, and one has a lisp. These four are together every day. Do you remember them?"

Now, Yang Ruoqing truly remembered them. It seemed that when these four people came to Yang Huazhong's house together with their bedding to find work, the four of them lined up in a row, and the image was still vivid in her mind.

"I remember now, it's quite a distance from here, separated by two mountains to the east!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Today, if it weren't for the fact that they had searched all the way east of the mountain, crossed two mountain peaks, and finally saw the mountain watcher's house hidden in the valley ahead, I really wouldn't have remembered the story of the four farmhands back then.

"Qing'er, look, there's still smoke coming out of the chimney of that house. That means the mountain watcher lives there. Why don't we go over and ask for some hot water? It would be even better if there were some dry rations."

After running around all day, Yang Yongqing was parched, and the others were in no better shape.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at everyone's appearance and realized that they really needed to find a place to regroup. Without supplies, they wouldn't even have the strength to continue crossing the mountains to find Xiuhong and Sixi, let alone the possibility of crossing the two mountains back to Changping Village.

After all, calling people out today was very rushed. Many people were still working in the fields or helping their families renovate their houses during the morning, and they came over on empty stomachs...

Yang Ruoqing brought everyone out, so she has to be responsible for them.

As for whether it was absolutely necessary to find Xiu Hong and Sixi, Yang Ruoqing figured it out during this series of arduous journeys over mountains and valleys.

Try your best to find them. If they really can't be found, then it's their choice.

If a child is so old and truly determined not to return, unwilling to understand their parents' difficulties, and unable to sit down and communicate calmly with them, it shows that the child has been a failure to be raised, is selfish, and only cares about themselves. As elders, there's no need for them to put everything on this child.

Yang Yongjin, or Cao Bamei, were both being reincarnated as humans for the first time, and they fulfilled their duties as parents to Xiuhong.

The child is too young to understand, there's nothing I can do!

"Tell the brothers we're going to check out the mountain people's huts over there to resupply," Yang Ruoqing instructed Yang Yongqing.

"Okay, I'll go and pass on the message right away."

Yang Yongqing led the way, with Yang Ruoqing following behind, and Xiao Jie's father beside her.

Xiao Jie's father walked away sighing, constantly cursing Xiu Hong for being so insensible and having to cause trouble.

"It doesn't matter who you marry or who you live with, it doesn't matter who you live with, why do you have to find that Sixi? Is Sixi made of gold and agate? This little girl has such a short-sighted eye. Eighth Sister doesn't know how to teach people. First one is Xiuxiu, then another is Xiuhong, neither of them are easy to deal with!"

Yang Ruoqing had been walking beside Xiao Jie's father the whole way, listening to his complaints, and she could recite the lines by heart.

However, while others might not feel comfortable saying these things, Xiao Jie's father could say them freely. This was because Xiao Jie's father was Cao Ba Mei's older brother and Xiu Xiu and Xiu Hong's maternal uncle. With such a status, he could say whatever he wanted. Not only could he scold Xiu Xiu and Xiu Hong, but even if Cao Ba Mei came to him and did something wrong, Xiao Jie's father could reprimand her. This was the authority and power of an older brother.

The others listened intently to Xiao Jie's father's nagging as they walked, finding it all quite interesting. The thought of finding a place to rest and grab a bite to eat later energized them. When they were about a hundred meters from the mountain keeper's house in the valley ahead, Yang Ruoqing slowed her pace considerably. Finally, she stopped and raised her hand, signaling everyone in front and behind her to stay put.

"What's wrong, Qing'er?" Xiao Jie's father snapped out of his reverie and looked up to ask.

Yang Yongqing, who was leading the way, also stopped, turned around and looked at Yang Ruoqing, puzzled.

The seventy or eighty brothers following behind also stopped in their tracks, looking around warily. Some of them, who had come from the transport team, even instinctively reached for their swords at their waists...

In the past, when they escorted supplies to all corners of the country, they always carried weapons. If things went wrong, their first instinct was to take cover on the spot and then decide what to do next...

"Don't be nervous, there's no threat. It's just that house ahead. We'll sneak up from four directions!"

"Qing'er, you mean..." Yang Yongqing's voice was very low, but it revealed a hint of excitement.

Yang Ruoqing said, "Anything is possible. Let's all go quietly."

The group tacitly split into four smaller groups, quietly approaching the house from four directions, gradually surrounding the house that was still emitting smoke, and then gradually shrinking the area of ​​the encirclement.

Until they could reach out and touch the stones and adobe bricks of the house's exterior walls, and Yang Ruoqing was even standing at the doorway.

Inside the door, it was quiet, with only the occasional crackling sound of firewood burning in the stove.

If someone is making a fire, then there is no such thing as an empty house; the person is either asleep inside or has temporarily gone outside.

Just then, the door creaked open from the inside, and a haggard, worried, and disheveled girl appeared behind it.

She and Yang Ruoqing, who was standing at the door, made eye contact. Suddenly, she screamed and instinctively tried to hide inside the house while attempting to close the door.

But it was too late. Yang Ruoqing raised her hand to brace against the door, and with a little effort, she pushed the door so hard that it was half-loosened from the frame. Yang Ruoqing took a step forward, grabbed Xiu Hong's collar, and threw her out of the house, slamming her heavily onto the grass outside.

"I told you to run, but if you run again, I won't be polite!"

Yang Ruoqing, who had never spoken ill of her niece Xiuhong before, was truly serious today.

"Uncle, brother, hold her down, don't let her get away again!"

Yang Ruoqing shouted loudly and then darted into the house.

The room was very small, probably about 15 square meters. Inside, there was a small stove with a single burner built against the wall.

There was also a small water vat, a few bundles of firewood, and on the other side against the wall was a single sleeping mat covered with dry grass and a wrinkled quilt.

There were also straw raincoats, axes, machetes and other items hanging on the walls.

Judging from the appearance, this should be the house where the mountain watcher used to live. However, the mountain watcher has been away recently, so the house was discovered by Xiu Hong and Sixi, who had escaped here, and they temporarily requisitioned it.

At that moment, Xiu Hong was crying, shouting, and screaming on the grass outside, while inside the bed, Sixi was curled up in the crumpled blankets, whimpering and looking completely disoriented...