Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5571 Dream

At this time, the other people who came over also learned all this from Yang Huaming and Yang Yongjin, and all of them had weird faces, not understanding why Yang Yongxian wanted to dig that jar away, thinking about it makes hair stand on end!

Especially when this kind of thing happened during the Chinese New Year, everyone felt weird, and the festive atmosphere of the New Year was cast a shadow.

Finally, Mrs. Liu couldn't bear it anymore and was the first to speak out: "This thing is too evil, a woman's intuition, and Yongxian's stealthy planking away that thing is probably used for some shady things!"

Yang Huaming said: "It's obvious, otherwise it would be impossible to intentionally drive Xiaoan and Dabao away, and it would be even more impossible to quietly leave the village at dawn today without even taking the old man with him."

Yang Yongzhi said: "It's outrageous, big brother really lost his head!"

Yang Yongqing came over after dinner, and sat there with a toothpick to pick his teeth. Hearing this, he spit out the contents of his mouth on the ground and grinned strangely: "I'll tell you about this later. My family's grave was dug up, give him a surprise."

Yang Yongjin, Yang Yongzhi, Qiqi cast a dissatisfied look at Yang Yongqing, Yang Yongqing sat there crooked and laughed.

Yang Huazhou said: "Now is not the time to surprise the old man, something happened, we have to discuss what to do next."

Yang Huaming nodded: "Yes, if what he took away was something else, even if it was a house deed, we wouldn't have chased after it. But this time it's different, he dug up the bones, so we can't ignore it."

Yang Huazhong sat up straight, exhaled foul breath, narrowed his eyes, and said word by word: "Early tomorrow morning, I will go to Baie Town personally, and as the current head of the old Yang family and the official of Changping Village, I will force him to take Return the jar!"

Several voices sounded in the main room at the same time:

"Father, I'll go with you!"

"Father-in-law, I'll go with you!"

"Third Brother (Third Uncle), take me with you!"

"And I……"

Finally, after some weighing, Yang Huazhong decided on the final candidate, and Yang Huazhou and Yang Yongjin would go with him.

……

At night, all sounds are silent.

When Yang Ruoqing was in a daze, she heard the sound of gurgling water.

She looked up at the sky, the sky was gray, just like the weather in winter before it was cloudy and snowy.

The wind wasn't too strong, but it got in from the neck, and it made people feel chilly.

She walked forward following the sound of water flowing. At first, the water was very shallow, like a shoal after low tide.

As you walk forward, the water gets deeper and deeper, and when you turn a corner, a turbulent river appears in front of you.

Yang Ruoqing had never seen such a river before, it was so muddy and yellow, it reminded her of the heavily polluted river in her previous life, a bloody smell rushed out of the river, making people instinctively afraid to approach it.

But on the surface of the river, there are a few small boats floating, like the kind of black-covered boats in the Jiangnan water town.

Standing at the bow of each boat is an old punter in coir raincoat and bamboo hat.

Some boats were carrying people and were going to the other side of the river.

On the other side of the river, there stands a tall and majestic city, and a round of blue sun hangs over the city, illuminating the world mysteriously.

This is where?

In the dream, she was a little dazed, standing on the shore, not knowing where to go.

A child's laughter came into her ears, and she subconsciously raised her feet to follow the direction of the laughter.

In front, a large sea of ​​flowers appeared. Those flowers had flowers but no leaves, and each blossom was like a burning fire.

A large area condensed together, like a sea of ​​fire, dazzlingly beautiful.

The rich fragrance makes people linger in it, and can't help but think of a lot of past, joy, anger, sorrow, and all kinds of emotions entangled in their hearts.

In the sea of ​​flowers, she finally saw a few children chasing and playing.

Among this group of children, the oldest was about seven or eight years old, and the youngest...couldn't walk, sat on the ground with bare buttocks and cried.

Yang Ruoqing was full of surprise, where is this?What kind of parents are so lenient to let such a small child play by the river?
She was about to go up to inquire, when a gust of wind blew past, and the roar of wild animals was faintly mixed with the sound of the wind.

The children who had been playing and having fun suddenly became frightened and ran away in panic. They ran away without a trace.

A little boy was sitting alone on the ground, rubbing his eyes and crying.

The wind behind him became tighter and tighter, and the little boy cried more and more urgently. Yang Ruoqing didn't think about it, and ran forward to hug the little boy on the ground.

"Little brother, your family..."

Yang Ruoqing's words stopped abruptly.

The child's facial features are somewhat familiar, as if he has seen them somewhere.

The wind behind her was getting tighter and tighter, Yang Ruoqing didn't want to think too much, and ran to the ferry by the river with the little boy in her arms.

Subconsciously, I felt that the only way to get out of danger was to send the child across the river.

At the ferry, a small boat was parked, and the old man who punted the boat was squatting at the end of the bed, smoking a dry cigarette.

"Old man, let's cross the river."

Yang Ruoqing shouted while running.

Hearing her cry, the old man raised his head and glanced at her.

"My boat can only take one person at a time."

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then handed over the little boy in her arms, "Then please send this boy to the other side first, old man, I'll go there later."

The old man didn't pick up the child, but just looked at Yang Ruoqing.

"Six cents per person," he said.

Yang Ruoqing quickly took out a piece of silver and threw it over.

The old man still didn't take her money, but pointed at the little boy who was still crying in her arms with the pipe in his hand, "You don't need this money, you have to pay for it yourself. Six coins, one more coin If you lose a penny, you don’t even have to sit down.”

Yang Ruoqing was stunned, "Old man, this child has no money at first glance, not to mention that he is so young, who would put money on such a young child? Please be accommodating, I will give him the money to cross the river." I will give you all this ingot of silver, no need to look for it!"

The old man was unmoved, and raised his finger to point to the turbulent river behind him: "This is not an ordinary river. There is only one in the world. Liuwen is the river crossing fee. It is set by the Bodhisattva, and no one can change it!"

Yang Ruoqing couldn't quite understand what the old man was talking about, isn't it just a boat ride, and there are so many rules!
"How much is your boat, old man? I bought it!" Yang Ruoqing directly threw out a bank note.

The denomination on the bank note, not to mention buying this ship, even a three-story luxury merchant ship is no problem.

But the old man didn't even look at her banknotes, bent over to pick up the penny at his feet, plunged it into the river, and pushed the boat away from the bank.

Yang Ruoqing stomped her feet anxiously, and shouted at the old man: "Old man, don't go, come back, come back..."

"Qing'er, Qing'er, wake up."

Luo Fengtang's voice pierced through all winds and pulled Yang Ruoqing back to reality in an instant.

The moment he opened his eyes, the hazy halo in the tent came into view, the familiar top of the tent, the familiar him.

(End of this chapter)