Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Ten Mile Slopes

Changping Village.

"How is Uncle Hua Sheng doing? Is Yong Bingniang accompanying their father and son?"

After washing her feet and putting on her shoes again, Yang Ruoqing asked Luo Fengtang about it.

Luo Fengtang shook his head: "No, my subordinate deliberately pushed her into the woodshed, and she ran out by herself."

"After crying and cursing outside for a while, I went back by myself."

gone back?
Yang Ruoqing laughed dumbly.

This family is really 'sharing weal and woe'!

"Close it for now, and if you are hungry for a few more meals, give me some water at most." Yang Ruoqing said again.

"Let their father and son suffer, a pair of father and son who deserve to be beaten." She added angrily.

Luo Fengtang smiled, turned his gaze to the yard, and frowned slightly.

"What's the matter? What's bothering you?" Yang Ruoqing approached and asked again.

At this time, Mrs. Sun had already returned to the backyard, so Luo Fengtang gently held Yang Ruoqing's wrist.

"Tonight, you can sleep alone, okay?"

"what?"

"If not, I'll send you to be a company with your mother-in-law? Huh?"

"No, what do you mean Tang Yazi? Are you not going to sleep tonight?"

"I'm going out."

"Where?"

"Go to Qing'an County and pick up father-in-law and fifth uncle."

"Huh? My father and the others are coming back tonight?"

"Well, I have a hunch that they will definitely rush all night when they receive the news."

Yang Ruoqing thought for a while, "But even if that's the case, you don't need to pick it up. There's Ye Yi, and Xiao An. It's safe."

Luo Fengtang's gaze changed slightly, and then returned to normal, "I'll go pick it up, feel at ease."

Because of the floods in the past few months, not only Qing'an County, but the entire Changhuai Prefecture were severely affected.

Although the common people rushed to plant the rice of the second season, due to excessive taxes and other miscellaneous taxes, the rations left in the hands of the common people were still short.

The common people are having a hard time and feel resentful. It is inevitable that some people with evil intentions will do desperate things.

For example, robbing houses, fishing in troubled waters, village tyrants, road tyrants, and so on again.

The Black Lotus Sect, the rebels, and those forces that covet the imperial power of Daqi will focus on those ordinary people, fan the flames, and even hide behind their backs to make plans to make them trouble, and do a lot of things that fuel the flames.

In the past half a month alone, there were five similar incidents in the secret report Luo Fengtang received.

The worst case was that a businessman was visiting relatives and friends with his family and servants, and was blocked and robbed at the foot of a mountain in the north of Qing'an County.

The wife and daughter-in-law were all abused, and the businessman's son was hacked to death with a firewood knife during the fight...

Luo Fengtang knew that Yang Ruoqing had had a hard time raising a baby during this period, and the affairs of the restaurant were a little bit powerless, so he kept the things outside, especially some bad things, from her.

"Tell me, is it not peaceful outside recently?"

Yang Ruoqing seemed to be able to read minds, she grabbed Luo Fengtang's slender fingers with her backhand, and asked in a low voice.

"No, it's business as usual, but it's better if I pick it up," he said.

Yang Ruoqing knew that she couldn't ask.

He was determined not to say anything, no matter what.

But his persistent attitude also made her vaguely guess what, after the flood, the government's relief food has not come down.

However, the court's taxation this year has not been exempted, and the common people have been struggling.

If life can't go on, there must be troubles, and incidents will occur frequently.

"Then you go, remember to bring more guards." Yang Ruoqing let go of her hand and sat back.

Although he was very worried, the smile on his face was still calm.

Luo Fengtang knew that she had never been a woman who cried and worried, even if she was worried, she would hide it in her heart and carry it on her own.

He rubbed Yang Ruoqing's head, "Don't think too much, I'll pick you up, let's go, I'll take you back to the backyard first."

In the early morning, Shilipo.

Shilipo is a place with a vague boundary, about ten miles away from the boundary of Wanghai County, and it borders Huguang County next to it.

Administratively, it was assigned to Qing'an County, but its geographical location was at the junction of the two counties below, so it has always been a gray area.

There are many mountains here, the slopes are ups and downs, and the official roads here are narrower and more difficult than other places.

In rainy days, the mountains on both sides will landslide.

Usually, as long as you are not in a hurry, everyone chooses to take another official road to Qing'an County, avoiding the Shilipo section.

But tonight, two carriages chose Shilipo because they wanted to take a shortcut back to Changping Village, Wanghai County.

In the early hours of the morning, there was no moonlight in the sky, and it was still raining lightly.

Two carriages were speeding through the night.

The driver of the leading car was a young man in black, about 23 or [-] years old, with sharp features on his face carved with knives and axes.

Holding the reins with one hand, and pressing the other on his waist, the long sword at his waist is ready to be unsheathed at any time.

In the carriage, brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou were sitting. The two men did not feel sleepy at all.

Sitting in the turbulent carriage, still talking about the death of little old Yang Tou.

The faces of the two brothers were full of sorrow, and Yang Huazhong even beat his chest and feet, "I knew that my uncle would leave like this, I shouldn't have left the village!"

Yang Huazhou suppressed his sadness and patted Yang Huazhong's shoulder: "It happened suddenly, no one expected it, third brother, don't blame yourself, it has nothing to do with you."

Yang Huazhong frowned, "That's the reason, but I'm always sad. Uncle took so much care of our brothers, and left suddenly. Our nephews didn't even say goodbye. Thinking about it, I feel bad. "

Yang Huazhou also sighed heavily.

"Who said it wasn't? When our father lost his temper and made things difficult for our brother, the two sides couldn't tolerate it. It was my uncle who smoothed things over and helped persuade our father a lot."

"My uncle is indeed a wise old man. He has not lived an easy life in this life. His sons and daughters are all ahead of him, and his only grandson can't be filial in front of him."

"But he doesn't have a single complaint, and the money he saves from living frugally usually has to subsidize his grandson and great-grandson. There are very few such elders in the world!"

The two brothers talked about the goodness of little old Yangtou, but they really couldn't tell the end for three days and three nights, and the more they talked, the more sad and nostalgic they became.

The car body suddenly jolted violently, and Yang Huazhong, who was immersed in grief, almost fell down.

Yang Huazhou helped the third brother in time, and at the same time raised the curtain and asked the young man driving in front: "What's the matter, Yeyi?"

Ye Yi had already tightened the reins and slowed down the speed of the car. It was said that he tilted his head slightly and said to the people in the car: "Sanbo, father-in-law, there are potholes on the road, my son-in-law needs to get out of the car to check."

While speaking, Ye Yi had already pulled the carriage over slowly and stopped, at the same time, he took off the windproof lamp hanging on the front of the carriage and held it in his hand to make the pre-arranged light signal to another carriage behind.

In case the carriage behind did not have time to brake and hit it, it also reminded the rear that there is a difference in the road surface, so drive carefully.

(End of this chapter)