Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1631 Can't Walk (Second Update)

When Qian came back to her senses, Yang Ruoqing had thrown her into the cesspit behind the latrine with her feet empty.

"Ah! You dead girl!"

When Qian fell, she choked on a mouthful of feces, slapped her hands in it, and struggled to get up.

This cesspit is not deep, and almost every household in the village has one.

Standard size, for an adult like Qian to stand in it, he would be submerged up to waist level at most.

Qian Shi wanted to come up, Yang Ruoqing picked up a long-handled dung ladle specially used to scoop up excrement, and hit Qian's head, face, and body fiercely.

"Say it or not? Say it or not?"

Qian was beaten so hard that she couldn't open her eyes, and stood in the cesspit in a state of embarrassment.

Other people around were afraid to go forward, it was too dirty and smelly.

After all, Qian couldn't take it anymore, and finally let go and compromised.

The women stayed in the village, the men all organized themselves, and the big guys went up the mountain overnight holding torches.

"I don't know the way, I just picked it up and rushed into the mountain, I don't know where I went..."

On the way, Qian begged for mercy.

"You guys should kill me, don't let me lead the way anymore, I really can't walk anymore!"

"boom!"

Yang Ruoqing slapped Qian's body directly with a stick.

"I can't find my son, I'm going to cut off pieces of your body and feed them to the dogs! Go!"

In the end, Qian finally stumbled and led the crowd to find the cliff where she abandoned Chen'er.

"Ah, why is the child gone?" Mrs. Qian rushed to the rock on the edge of the cliff, and took a look at the dark cliff below.

I was so frightened that I quickly retracted my neck, backed up again and again, not daring to go any further.

The big guys spread out and searched inch by inch on the cliff, conducting a carpet search...

Here, Yang Ruoqing also stumbled to the rock on the edge of the cliff.

There is nothing on the stone.

She stretched out her trembling hand, stroking the stone where her son lay, and muttering.

"Chen'er... Chen'er..."

Tears poured out violently.

"How is it? Did you gain anything?" Yang Huazhong asked the other people.

"I didn't see anything, not even a single piece of clothing material!" Yang Huazhou said.

"It's the same with us, there is no clothes material, and no... other things!" Yang Huaming said in a low voice.

This 'other thing', everyone dare not say it, but they are clear in their hearts.

This place is on a cliff, surrounded by mountains and forests, where wild beasts haunt.

child……

Mrs. Sun insisted on going up the mountain to look for her grandson. Now that she heard such a result, she saw the girl sitting on the edge of the cliff and looking stupid like a fool.

Sun howled with guilt and passed out on the spot.

Everyone panicked, Yang Huazhong hurriedly supported Sun and pinched Sun's Renzhong acupoint.

After finally waking Mrs. Sun up, Yang Ruoqing suddenly stood up beside the cliff.

"Where's the rope? Give it to me!"

She said to the people here.

Yang Huazhou took out two bundles of ropes, Yang Ruoqing took them and wrapped them around her waist.

Seeing her like this, everyone was shocked and quickly surrounded her.

"Qing'er, what are you going to do?" Yang Huazhong asked nervously.

Yang Ruoqing raised her head.

On his pale and haggard face, there were still wet tears.

But his eyes were extremely firm and determined.

"I'm going down to find Chen'er!" she said.

Hearing this, Yang Huazhong was stunned, and the other people around him were also stunned.

Mrs. Sun was the first to come back to her senses, the woman cried and rushed over to hug Yang Ruoqing.

"My son, my daughter, mother knows that you feel uncomfortable, so hit me and scold me, I'm a sinner!"

"Girl, if you want to go down, it's my mother who goes down, you leave it for me, the baby is still waiting for you to go back!"

As Sun said, she came over and pulled the rope around Yang Ruoqing's waist.

Yang Ruoqing took a step back and grabbed Mrs. Sun's hand.

"Mother, don't worry, I'm not going to commit suicide, I really plan to go down to find Chen'er."

"I'm skilled, put a rope around my waist, and I'll be fine."

Although her heart was already burning with anxiety, and her heart was stuck in her throat, Yang Ruoqing still patiently explained to Sun.

"Father, you take mother over there, I have to go down and have a look." Yang Ruoqing said.

On the side, Qian's poked his head: "Don't go down, I've seen this cliff during the day, it's so deep, your son fell down and there are no bones left!"

"To shut up!"

"To shut up!"

Several shouts sounded at the same time, from Yang Ruoqing, from Old Yang Tou, from Yang Huazhong, and from Yang Hualin.

Yang Hualin even raised his hand and slapped Qian Shi.

"You poisonous woman, you did all of this. You're vile, and you're so mean? Shut up your stinky mouth!"

Yang Hualin cursed.

Qian Shi closed her mouth embarrassingly, and shrank to the side.

Here, Yang Ruoqing didn't have the time to vent to Qian Shina, even if she killed Qian Shina now, it wouldn't help.

This poisonous woman, let her dance for a few more hours first.

Now, the most important and urgent thing is to go down to find Chen'er.

For every extra second of delay, Chen'er would suffer hunger and fear for an extra second,

"Give me the torch!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Yang Huaming didn't want to give it, but, seeing Yang Ruoqing's eyes, Yang Huaming didn't dare not give it.

"Is there still a rope? I'll accompany my daughter down!" Yang Huazhong said.

The man also tied a pair of ropes to his body, and the father and daughter slowly touched down from the stone.

"Father, be careful." Yang Ruoqing told Yang Huazhong.

Such a night, such a situation, was really not what she wanted to see.

Don't think too much, find a child, find a child!

The two slowly moved down. On the top of the cliff, Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou were holding on to the rope tightly.

This is the second time Yang Ruoqing went down the cliff after coming to this world.

The first time was a long time ago, I went to Zuojiao Peak with Luo Fengtang to collect herbs for Yang Huazhong.

This time, he was looking for his son.

Mention this word, the nose is sore.

Regardless of whether it is Longtan or Tiger's Den below, you must go down!
Yang Ruoqing held up a torch in one hand, and tightened the rope with the other hand, slowly falling down.

She spared every inch of the cliffs and crevices of the rocks she passed along the way.

She has to observe carefully every branch and vine protruding from the rock wall.

As long as Chen'er has been here, there will always be traces left.

The worst thing is that there is nothing.

The father and daughter went all the way down like this, and further down, the cliff seemed to have no bottom.

Above the head, the voices of the villagers have long been inaudible, as if separated into two worlds by the night.

"Qing'er, I can't go down anymore." Yang Huazhong's voice came from not far away.

"The cliff has no end, the rope is not enough." Yang Huazhong said again.

Yang Ruoqing stopped climbing, looked down at the vast darkness under her feet, her heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

(End of this chapter)