Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3447

The sound of fighting was mixed with the sound of running.

"Could it be that someone is being hunted down for not repaying their debts?" Yang Ruoqing stopped and asked as she watched the movement getting closer and closer.

Chen'er was about to raise her hand to let the hidden guards beside her go to investigate the situation, when Yang Ruoqing spoke again.

"Damn Xipi, a few big men are chasing and killing a girl, shameless!"

While speaking, Yang Ruoqing rolled up her sleeves, pulled out the black gold whip from her waist, and walked quickly onto the arch bridge.

Seeing injustice along the way, Yang Ruoqing let out a roar, and her heroic spirit of making a move when it was time to make a move dispelled Chen'er's idea of ​​temporarily stopping her.

He hurriedly stepped up to catch up with Yang Ruoqing.

As soon as Yang Ruoqing stepped onto the bridge, she saw two groups of people on the opposite side fighting fiercely.

From the clothes, Yang Ruoqing could tell at a glance that the two people fighting should also belong to the same group.

For the time being, call one of them Party A and the other Party B.

Between A and B is the girl.

Party A should want to kill the girl, while Party B is in a protective position, so Party A and Party B are fighting to the death.

The number of Party B is obviously less than that of Party A, so Party B gradually falls down, one after another.

When the last person fell, Party A's knife swung at the girl.

The girl was wearing a white dress, and her head was also wrapped in white gauze. Party A tore off the white gauze on the girl's head and stepped on it, then cut off the girl's neck with a knife.

"Stop!" Yang Ruoqing yelled, the whip in her hand had already been swung out.

At the same time, from behind her, a small black figure rushed over like a sharp arrow.

It was Chen'er, who almost stepped on the heads of the small stone lions one after another on both sides of the arch bridge, borrowed his strength, and jumped in front of the man with the knife from Party A.

A cold light flashed in Chen'er's hand, he raised the knife and dropped it, a bloody head rolled to the ground.

From the headless neck, blood spurted out like a fountain, splashing on the head, face and body of the girl in white.

She screamed, staggered back a few times, and fell to the ground.

At the same time, a knife fell at her feet, followed by the body of the killer from Party A who was beheaded before trying to kill her.

"what!"

The girl in white backed away in fright, fearing that the blood would splash on her body again.

A pair of white and tender women's hands stretched out in front of her, and a pleasant voice came into her ears.

"Don't be afraid, little sister, it's okay."

The girl in white was shocked and raised her head suddenly.

When she saw the woman dressed as a young woman in front of her, the beautiful pupils of the girl in white widened.

The corners of her lips were pursed, and her chest was also heaving rapidly.

It seemed that she wanted to say something to Yang Ruoqing, but she couldn't.

Yang Ruoqing also looked at the girl in front of her. For a moment, she felt familiar.

Seems like I've seen it somewhere before?

However, I can't remember it!
At this moment, Chen'er had already led several of his secret guards to kill all the killers from Party A who dared to attack the girl in white again.

The remaining few saw that the situation was not good, turned around and ran away, and ran away without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Yang Ruoqing withdrew her gaze, and said to the girl in white who was still sitting on the ground: "Okay, the bad guys have been driven away, come on, I'll help you up."

When warm hands held the girl's shoulders and lifted the girl up from the ground, the girl suddenly knelt down in front of Yang Ruoqing with a plop, tears streaming down her face.

"Sister benefactor, I finally see you again, woo woo woo..."

The girl in white kowtowed to Yang Ruoqing while crying.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and stretched out her hand to help her again: "When the road is injustice, draw your sword to help. If you were someone else, you would do the same. Come on, get up and talk."

However, the girl in white tightly grasped Yang Ruoqing's hand, shook her head vigorously, and said with a sob: "No, no, I'm not talking about tonight, but eight years ago, sister, you helped me and my father eight years ago... ..."

"Eight years ago?" Yang Ruoqing was astonished.

What was she doing eight years ago?
"Sister benefactor, do you really not remember?" The girl in white raised her teary face and continued.

"Eight years ago, in Washi, Xiushui Town, my father was laughed at by the butcher because he couldn't afford the piece of pork belly,"

"That butcher is so vicious, he still wants to beat my father. It's my sister, you helped our father and daughter, and gave us four catties of pork belly, let us go back and make braised pork..."

Hearing the reminder from the girl in white, Yang Ruoqing heard a 'boom' in her head, and the gate of memory suddenly opened.

"Xiaoyu, are you Xiaoyu?" Yang Ruoqing exclaimed in surprise.

The girl in white finally smiled and nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, I am Xiaoyu, my sister finally remembered me, woo woo woo..."

"Stop crying Xiaoyu, get up and talk!" Yang Ruoqing hurriedly helped Xiaoyu up.

When we first met, Xiaoyu was only four or five years old, a very beautiful little girl, following behind a middle-aged man weakly.

Everything in Washi is so novel.

In a blink of an eye, eight years have passed, and the little girl at that time has grown into a slim girl.

Although the face is covered with dust, only a pair of eyes and nose are exposed, and the hair is also messy.

But just looking at this young girl's figure and the delicate skin on her neck, Yang Ruoqing dares to assure that Xiaoyu after all her charms are definitely a beauty.

At this moment, Chen'er came over, holding a bloody sword in his hand.

Seeing Chen'er's bloody sword, Xiaoyu's eyes showed a bit of panic, and she took a few steps behind Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing gently patted Xiaoyu's hand and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, this is my son, Chen'er."

"Mother, do you know each other?" Chen'er had already arrived in front of Yang Ruoqing and Xiaoyu, glanced at Xiaoyu with her scrutinizing eyes, and asked Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing took Xiaoyu's hand, nodded happily and said, "Yes, we met eight years ago. At that time, your father and I were just married, and you and your sister were not even born yet!"

It turned out to be Mother's old friend, Chen'er glanced at Xiaoyu again with a bit of respect.

"Chen'er sends hello to Aunt Xiaoyu," he said.

Looking at the extremely handsome and domineering Chen'er in front of her, Xiaoyu felt a little embarrassed.

"Well, good." She responded softly, then lowered her eyes.

Yang Ruoqing said to Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, what happened just now? Why are you a girl's family being hunted down by so many people? Where are your parents?"

Tears welled up in Xiaoyu's eyes, and she choked up, "Sister benefactor, it's hard to see!"

Yang Ruoqing asked Xiaoyu again: "Then where are you going to go next?"

Xiaoyu shook her head in a daze.

Yang Ruoqing frowned slightly, then looked at Chen'er.

Chen'er immediately understood the meaning in his mother's eyes.

Chen'er said: "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, people from the yamen will be here soon, Aunt Xiaoyu might as well go back to the restaurant with my mother tonight!"

Hearing that her son took the initiative to invite her, Yang Ruoqing quickly nodded and said, "Yes, Xiaoyu, you go back to the restaurant with me first, and then talk about what's going on!"

Xiaoyu glanced at the mother and son gratefully, bowed her knees and wanted to thank her, but Yang Ruoqing hurriedly stopped her.

"Where did you learn the rules? Just kneel and thank you. You don't need it with us. Let's go, go back first!"

(End of this chapter)