Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Red Goose Farewell
In Luo Jiami's room, Yang Yongxian lay unconscious on the ground.

Luo Fengtang put the two bundles on the ground, and said to Yang Ruoqing: "One is Yang Yongxian's youngest son, and the other was found in Sanwu House, it should be Zhao Xiaomao, Zhao Dagou's son."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Just leave it to Yu'er."

So Yu'er came forward to check the two bundle rolls, and said: "Fortunately, we took action in time, Zhao Xiaomao has not been poisoned by San Wu, sister, later you return Zhao Xiaomao's body to Sister-in-Law Red Goose, and let her take this Let the child be buried alive."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, agreeing to the red goose's business, she finally did not break her promise.

"The other jar is Yang Yongxian's son, and Yang Yongxian is its owner, so naturally he wants to be with him." Yu'er said again.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Yang Yongxian who was still in a coma, "This man stayed here with me, polluting my land, sent him to the government, cut his neck with a knife and didn't feel relieved, how about it, Yu'er, take him to the mountains , Find a cave and lock him up first, and send him back after the arson storm has passed in a few days."

"it is good!"

That night, Yu'er took Yang Yongxian and his jar into the depths of Mianniu Mountain, found a hidden cave and threw him into it.

In the village, after Yang Huazhong reported to the officials, two officials came down from above.

When Yang Huazhong went to report to the county government office, he was accompanied by Liu Xueyun, the personal bodyguard of the general's wife.

Liu Xueyun conveyed the "special" concern of the general's wife on this matter, and hoped that the county magistrate would handle it fairly, return the truth of the matter, and give an explanation to the people of Changping Village.

The county magistrate was a smart man, so he ordered a few officials to rush to Changping Village with their assistants to investigate the crime scene on the spot, dissect the corpse, and find out the truth.

It was night, Yang Ruoqing found the red goose in private, and put a bundle into the red goose's hand.

"Son, I found it for you. Take it to a good burial."

"As for how to get it back, don't ask anything, and don't mention it again from now on, including with Zhao Dagou."

Red Goose hugged the bundle tightly with both hands, tears streaming down her face, kowtowed to Yang Ruoqing three times before staggering away.

The next day, Yang Huazhong brought the officials to the village, and the officials conducted a three-day detailed investigation in the village. Wu Zuo even checked Sanwu's body on the spot.

Finally, it was concluded that this was an accidental fire, and the possibility of homicide was ruled out.

As for Yang Yongxian's whereabouts, it is a mystery.

The officials left Changping Village, and Yang Huazhong collected San Wu's body, burned it into a handful of ashes and put it in a small jar.

Because Sanwu is not from Changping Village, it is not allowed to bury Sanwu in the ancestral tomb of Changping Village.

And the nearby graves are also owned, Lijiacun, Yujiacun, Zhengjiacun...

But Yang Yongxian didn't see anyone alive or dead, and he didn't know where Sanwu's family was. There was really no place to bury him. Daoist Yuan sent his disciple Xiao Mo to the village, and asked Sanwu to go to the Taoist temple for the time being. When he came back, he found San Wu's family and sent him back to his hometown.

This is undoubtedly the best place to go, and San Wu's body was sent to the Taoist temple.

The villagers thought that Sanwu was sent to the Taoist temple on the surface.

The arson turmoil became a hot topic in the village during this time. The season has come to the beginning of April, the rain has stopped, the spring is beautiful, and the cuckoos are chirping overhead all day long.

The elm coins at the entrance of the village are covered with elm coins, and the flowers of Sophora japonica are fragrant.

In the field, the rapeseed bloomed and withered, and produced full pods. After a few days of sunshine, the pods cracked and the rapeseeds matured. It was time to harvest again.

The busy farm work made the villagers temporarily forget their concern about the fire.

On this day, Yang Ruoqing was steaming locust flower cakes for the family at home when the red goose mother and daughter suddenly came over.

"Sister Qing'er, I came here specially to thank you, thank you for helping me find Xiao Mao that day."

Red Goose, who had just recovered from a serious illness, was as thin as a paper man, supported by her natal mother, standing there trembling.

"My family is poor and poor, and I don't have any good things. My mother brought this old hen from her mother's house. She raised it for three years and gave it to your daughter to make soup."

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the old hen with wings tied at her feet. The chickens raised by the farmers were naturally raised. street.

I don't know how good it is for stewing soup and grabbing a handful of mushrooms.

"The chicken is very good, I'll accept it, thank you very much."

Yang Ruoqing said, and then looked up at the red goose old lady's bundle on her shoulders: "Where are you... are you going?"

The red goose glanced at the mother beside her, and then said to Yang Ruoqing: "Sister Qing'er, to tell you the truth, I am going back to my mother's house."

"Oh." Yang Ruoqing nodded, it's not uncommon for a woman to go back to her mother's house, especially for someone like Red Goose who has just experienced the pain of bereavement...

"I'm not going back to Changping Village this time." Red Goose continued.

Yang Ruoqing froze for a moment, looked at the resolute expression of the red goose, and suddenly understood something.

"Have you... thought it through? Are you really not going to be with Zhao Dagou?" she asked.

Red Goose gritted her teeth, and when she talked about Zhao Dagou, she couldn't help but narrow her eyes, the resentment inside was too strong to dissolve.

At least for the rest of my life, I can't get rid of it.

"I can tolerate that he doesn't want to make progress, and I can tolerate that he is lazy and lazy. The child is gone, and I can't rely on him. I am also at fault. However, I can't bear that he sold the child for money."

The red goose gritted its teeth, and tears fell in large and large drops, falling to the ground, smashing out small holes in the dust on the ground.

"He has a beastly face, and he can do things like selling the corpses of children. This kind of man is not human, even worse than a beast. I, Red Goose, will never marry for the rest of my life. I will never get married until I am old. Have a baby with this kind of man!"

The Red Goose Lady also said angrily: "Mrs. Luo, you don't know something. In the past two days, Zhao Dagou has been coaxing us Red Goose, telling her to think about it, and with the few taels of silver, she will have a son later. , life will be easier... Tell me, why is this man's heart so hard? Xiao Mao is only in his early seventies, he can laugh, the child hasn't come out of his stomach, he hasn't suffered, this love is really not as good as red Goose is a mother..."

Yang Ruoqing sighed when she heard that, a man like Zhao Dagou really has no ambitions and no heart.

It was also a good thing that the red goose left him.

"Since you've thought it through yourself and won't regret it in the future, then it's hard for me, a bystander, to say anything." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Sorrow and change, take good care of yourself, there are still long days to come!" She persuaded again, but whether the red goose can listen to it is another matter.

Red Goose nodded gratefully, "I've thought it over clearly, so I'm here to bid farewell to Sister Qing'er, thank you all for helping me, I'm leaving."

She bowed to Yang Ruoqing again, and left slowly with the support of her mother.

(End of this chapter)