Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2142 Acting Together (One More)
"I think so." Luo Fengtang said.

Then, he looked at Yang Ruoqing: "Going blindly by boat after boat like this really has no clue, and it's easy to scare the snake away."

"I agree with Big Brother Zuo's proposal, Qing'er, what do you think?" He asked her.

Yang Ruoqing thought about it for a while, and said: "It's possible, then you two go to the village to talk to Li Zheng and the others about this matter, I'll stay here and wait for you, and take a look around."

Luo Fengtang understood her mood at the moment, she was very anxious, and would not let anyone suspicious, and would not let go of her eyes from any boat, even for a moment.

Because his mood is also like this.

However, the more it is like this, the more someone needs to calm down.

"Okay, then you can stay here and wait for us, but Qing'er, you have to promise us that you are not allowed to act without authorization until we come back!"

He urged again, and his face became a little serious.

This girl, facing everything else, can be calm and calm, even if the mountain collapses in front of her, she will not lose her position.

But in Chen'er's case, this is her weakness.

Is the only thing that can make her lose her sanity and calmness.

"Qing'er, promise me that we will act together when we come back, will it work?"

Seeing that she didn't answer immediately, Luo Fengtang couldn't help but put his hands on her shoulders, bent down, stared into her eyes and said seriously.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses and nodded: "Don't worry, I won't be so impulsive, and I won't do anything bad. I'll wait for you to come back."

Hearing this, Luo Fengtang felt relieved, let go of her shoulders, turned around and came to Zuo Junmo's side: "Let's go."

Zuo Junmo nodded, and the two of them took the horse and the carriage to the other side for storage first, and on this side, Yang Ruoqing also looked away, turned and walked towards the river.

The river is wide and long, with high embankments.

She chose a place to stand, looking down at the boats coming and going on the river below her feet.

If Chen'er is really near here, then, for more than a year, has the poor child drifted on the water like this with the fishermen and his wife?homeless?

Thinking of this, she frowned slightly.

A heart, but also distressed and tightly pulled together.

Somewhere on the shore, there was the noisy play of children.

To Yang Ruoqing, this was the most sensitive moment, so she quickly followed the voice and walked over.

In the line of sight, there were several boats scattered all over the shore, all of which were black-covered boats.

The awning boat is tied under the roots of the poplar trees on the bank, and some clothes are strewn about to dry on the branches of the poplar trees.

Men's out-of-shape underpants, women's fat flowery clothes, and children's clothes with many holes.

A few skinny men were arranging fishing nets on the shore, and a few thick-skinned women were washing vegetables there.

Talking and laughing loudly at the same time, because the distance is a bit far, and the surroundings are too noisy, the sound of water, whistle, one after another, so Yang Ruoqing can't quite hear what they are saying and what accent they are copying.

A large group of children played, ran, and chased around the women.

The older one is probably about ten years old, and the younger one is probably three or four years old.

These children are all dressed poorly.

Shabby and sloppy.

From the strands of hair to the toes, it was sloppy.

Why mention the toes?

That's because many of these children don't wear shoes on their feet, or they wear straw shoes.

In such a cold day, there are stones everywhere on the shore. Why don't adults match the children with shoes?

The cold enters from the feet, no matter how poor you are, you can't do this!

Chen'er, will my Chen'er be like this?
There are mixed feelings in my heart, but my feet are approaching there.

In the group of children, no children over one year old were seen.

Wait, wait for Tang Yazi and the others to come...

Just like that, Yang Ruoqing spent about two bowls of tea watching those children around here, but Tang Yazi and the others still didn't come over.

Seeing that the women were all preparing to cook, they set up a simple stove on the shore with a large iron pot on it.

Cut the washed potatoes into pieces, pinch the cabbage casually a few times, and chop them into several sections, and then throw them into the pot together with the cleaned fish, crabs, loach and so on.

Stir fry a few times casually, put some ginger, garlic and salt, and then add a few scoops of water into it.

Wait until the soup inside boils, then grab two handfuls of noodles and put them in.

Then, I grabbed the bowls on the side, picked two chopsticks from each bowl, and handed them to the children who were tired from playing and sniffing the scent.

The children held their own bowls and ran to the side to eat.

The women put more noodles, fish and vegetables in large bowls and sent them to their men.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes kept following one of the women. Among the thick and thick women around her, this woman looked much thinner.

Her pot was the smallest, but there were more children around it, and she had a baby who was a few months old strapped to her back.

After distributing the noodles to the children, she filled a small bowl and put it into a black-covered boat docked on the shore.

After a while, a roar suddenly came from the black-covered boat, and the black-covered boat suddenly shook violently.

There were screams of women and terrified cries of children.

The screams and cries were soon overwhelmed by the man's rough roar.

On the shore, other men and women pointed at the rumbling black-covered boat.

Immediately afterwards, a thin and petite figure ran out of the boat.

It was the thin woman before. This time, she not only carried the little baby on her back, but also held another child tightly in her arms.

The child's figure was somewhat similar to Luo Baobao's. Judging from the color of the clothes on his body, he should be a boy.

There was a veil tied around his head, as if he was sick.

Crying, crying mixed with fear and anxiety.

Being held in the arms of the woman, he ran in a hurry. The rough stones on the shore made it extremely difficult for the woman to run.

Behind the three of their mothers, a middle-aged man rushed out.

That man, in the cold weather, was still shirtless.

She has a Chinese character face, a beard, and messy hair, but her face is flushed red.

A pair of eyes, blood red, with a look of confusion and mania after alcoholism.

"Damn girl, I didn't even eat the prodigal stuff, and I still want to feed your sick son?"

"I'll kill you one by one, and I'll fucking die for you!"

The man waved a knife in his hand, chasing after Niang San like a wild beast.

The children, who were happily eating noodles with bowls in hand, saw their father chasing and killing their mother with a knife.

Everyone was so frightened that they burst into tears.

(End of this chapter)