Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5935 Take You Home
Xiao An's life was saved by him, he saved the Yang family.

But the He family sacrificed their only son.

The joke of fate is sometimes so cruel, the dead don't know where they go, but the living will spend the rest of their lives thinking about and remembering.

Some people may be devastated, but some people will take on more responsibilities, not only living for themselves, but also for those who have passed away.

As a sister, I know the character of my younger brother very clearly.

From now on, Xiaoan will be the son of the He family, and he will definitely take on the burden of supporting the elders of the He family.

As a sister, she will only support him.

He Qingsong, thank you, your family is taken care of by us in this life, you can rest in peace.

If there is an afterlife for your kindness to our Yang family, we will repay it later.

……

Heiwu brought people to Camellia Camellia Village to pick Xiaoan down the mountain on a stretcher, and a doctor heiwu had found was with him.

"The carriages under the mountain are all ready, and the place to live has also been arranged."

Hei Wu and Yang Ruoqing reported this.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, Hei Wu thought very carefully, whether to leave or stay, he was a qualified subordinate who could continue to be cultivated.

A group of people escorted Xiao An down the mountain. Xiao An was lying on a stretcher, holding the ashes urn tightly in his arms.

Brother, don't be afraid, I'll take you home right away!
After going down the mountain, it was already afternoon. Considering that Xiaoan's injury should not be too much trouble, Yang Ruoqing arranged for everyone to rest for a night and start their journey tomorrow.

"This house is far away from the official road, and the terrain is relatively high. When the landslide happened, Hei Wu narrowly escaped the catastrophe. Hei Wu spent a sum of money to negotiate with the owner's family, renting pots, pans, and bedding for two or three days. Everything is complete."

After settling down in Xiao'an, Yang Ruoqing took a look around in the small farmyard.

Liu Xueyun followed behind her to report the situation here.

"There is a small vegetable garden in the backyard. We can eat all the fruits and vegetables grown in it. In addition, because the money given is in place, the owner heard that some of us were injured, and sent an old hen specially."

Old hen?
Yang Ruoqing's eyes brightened, "Xiao'an's vitality is seriously injured, chicken soup can replenish vitality, this is a good thing."

At night, Yang Ruoqing came to visit Xiao An with chicken soup.

Xiao An sat on the bed, her injured leg was wrapped in gauze and bandaged.

He still held the urn in his arms, buried his head, and remained silent.

Yang Ruoqing didn't say too many words of chicken soup for the soul, such as persuading him to cheer up, but just came to the bed and sat down, directly handing over the hot chicken soup in her hand.

"Xiao An, my sister boiled chicken soup for you, you should drink the soup first."

Xiao An raised her head, "Sister, where is my bundle?"

"Is it the blue one?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

"Yes, there are oil tea cakes that Qingsong bought for his father." Xiaoan said again.

"Don't worry, my sister brought it back for you, and the oil tea cake is also there." Yang Ruoqing said.

It's just that the blue burden roll was too dirty when it was found, and it was covered with blood, so Yang Ruoqing replaced the clean burden roll with a new one to wrap the tea cakes.

"That's good." Xiao An breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't lose that bundle, I'll hand it to Uncle He when I get back," he said again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded lightly.

He's father probably would never want to drink that camellia for the rest of his life...

"Xiao An, drink the chicken soup first."

"Sister, I don't want to drink." Xiao An said with a wrinkled face.

Yang Ruoqing frowned, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

When Xiao An was in a coma, he was fed a little rice soup.

After waking up, he only drank half a bowl of porridge. For such a big person, he was injured again, and he was suffering the grief of losing his best friend. How could he survive without taking in energy!
"Xiao An, if you want to deliver the camellia oleifera to Uncle He earlier, you must get better soon."

"At that time, the He family...you have to stay by the side to comfort and take care of you."

"This chicken soup is stewed by my sister for more than two hours. You are obedient and have a bowl, okay?"

Xiao An's eyes were red again, he gently put the jar in his arms into the bed, covered it with a veil, took the chicken soup, and drank it into his belly with tears.

Seeing Xiao An finally finished drinking, Yang Ruoqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked at the jar in the bed with complicated eyes, put away the bowls and chopsticks, and gently closed the door behind her.

Before Yang Ruoqing and his party arrived at Changping Village, Na Risong had already gone back to tell Yang Huazhong and the others about the incident, so that the family could make preparations.

On June [-]th, the sky was overcast, and Xiaoan finally arrived home smoothly.

At the gate of Yang Huazhong's house, the two red lanterns were replaced with white ones.

A room was specially cleaned up to give He Qingsong a rest.

The carriage slowly arrived at the door of Yang Huazhong's house, on the roadside outside the yard, Yang Huazhong and the others had been waiting there for a long time, far and near, there were many villagers who heard the news and came to watch.

Yang Ruoqing followed the carriage on horseback. When the carriage was about to reach the gate of the courtyard, Yang Huazhong lit the firecracker in his hand.

This is He Qingsong.

Mrs. Sun was supported by Wang Cuilian and Bao Suyun, her eyes were red and swollen from crying.

Mrs. Sun liked this friend that Xiao An brought back very much, especially when she learned that He Qingsong died to save Xiao An, Mrs. Sun was sad and afraid. She cried every day for the past few days, even the housework such as cooking and washing Unable to take care of it, Yang Huazhong went to take Xiaoduo back to take care of her.

Among the crowd, Yang Ruoqing saw a few people wearing rough linen filial piety at a glance.

It's Xiaoduo and Luo Baobao.

The family members have already discussed, He Qingsong and Xiao An are life and death brothers, and Xiao An's life is given by him.

Then when He Qingsong came back, Xiaoduo acted as his younger sister, and Luo Baobao dressed him in mourning as his niece, which was also appropriate.

The carriage stopped, Yang Huazhong and the others surrounded him, Yang Ruoqing got off the horse, opened the curtain of the carriage, and helped Xiao An down.

After seven or eight days of recuperation on the road, Xiaoan's injury has healed by [-]% to [-]%, the bandage on her leg has been removed, and she can walk by herself.

He got out of the carriage, holding an urn covered with black cloth in his arms.

Standing at the gate of the yard, I looked up at the white lantern hanging on the lintel, and my eyes turned red again.

"Qingsong, we're home."

……

After a good meal of crying, even a strong man like Yang Huazhong burst into tears.

His sadness is a little different from the Sun family's. In addition to his gratitude to He Qingsong, there is also guilt and self-blame hidden in his heart.

At the beginning, when he saw that the two children were so close, especially when He Qingsong peeled peanuts and melon seeds for Xiao An, he, the father, was so obsessed with guessing where the two of them were...

Worried about being afraid, always afraid that those unhealthy trends will delay my son's marriage and childbirth, and pass on the incense.

Now, people put their lives in for Xiaoan, and the He family's incense is completely cut off.

Yang Huazhong felt sad from his heart, and slapped himself hard in a corner where others could not see.

(End of this chapter)