Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 811 There must be a great fortune (two more)

In this way, the father and daughter stumbled forward in the torrential rainy night.

Not knowing where to go.

I don't know when and where, the rain stopped.

A group of people came over suddenly.

The leader is a Taoist priest.

Looks like a fairy.

They asked about Shun's father and daughter's fate, and the Taoist shook the whisk in his hand and let out a long sigh.

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, they regard everything as a humble dog. The country is inhumane, and treats the people like grass, dogs and animals, it is sad and painful!"

Hearing the compassionate words of the old Taoist priest, Shunzi was even more distraught.

"Big brother, dare to ask where are you father and daughter going? What are your plans for the future?"

The Taoist then asked again.

Shunzi shook her head blankly.

The Taoist pondered for a while, and said: "Today you and I meet, it is fate. It is better to follow the poor way, there is a good place, the sky is the father, the earth is the mother, and the heaven and the earth are the father. It is a rare and quiet land in the world. "

"People who go there believe in me, Buddha Maitreya."

"Most of the poor people like you, big brother, are suffering and good people who are oppressed by officers, soldiers, bullies, and rich people!"

"They are all believers. They don't kill, don't steal, don't commit adultery, and don't lie."

"Everyone is there, eat together if you have food, wear clothes if you have clothes, and work together to resist the oppression of officers, soldiers and landlords."

"I don't know, big brother, would you like to go to that pure land with Pindao?"

Sunja looked surprised.

I thought to myself, is there such a good place in this world?

But looking at the old Taoist priest in front of him, he looked kindly and compassionate.

Doesn't sound like a lie.

I also saw the crowd accompanying the old Taoist priest, all dressed as poor people.

All of them have simple and honest faces, and they don't look like those treacherous and slippery people.

His eyes fell back to his arms, and his daughter Yu'er was looking at him eagerly.

The child has been hungry for a day, and it doesn't have any weight in his arms.

Shunzi struggled for a while, but finally nodded.

If I don't go there, I don't know where to take my daughter!

The Taoist was overjoyed, and took out a piece of warm cake from his arms, and handed it to Shunzi's daughter.

"Good boy, eat."

Yu'er glanced at the cake, then at Shunzi.

"The Taoist priest kindly wishes, you can eat it." Shunzi said.

Only then did Yu'er stretch out her little hand to take the cake, and thanked the old man timidly.

Instead of stuffing the pancake into her mouth, she tore off half and handed it to Shunja.

"Father eats too."

Looking at the half cake handed to him, Shunzi's eyes turned red.

The old Taoist caressed his beard and nodded repeatedly: "This child is intelligent and filial, with a little cinnabar between his brows, and a temperament that is out of the ordinary. He must have great fortune in the future."

In this way, Shunzi, father and daughter, followed the old Taoist party to the south.

……

It rained heavily at night.

It was stuffy before going to bed, so Yang Ruoqing propped up the front and rear windows of the house.

Now the rain is falling, crackling.

She had to get up again and close the window.

So much rain tonight, lightning and thunder.

Green lightning flashed into the room, making it as bright as day.

After the light had passed, there were thunderstorms one after another, exploding overhead, shaking the rubble on the roof.

She sat back on the bed and fanned it gently with the big cattail fan.

This season, the southern climate has more thunderstorms.

This is a normal weather phenomenon and nothing to fear.

However, some people are afraid.

No, Xiao Yu came over with a pillow in her arms and knocked on the door.

"Qinger Qinger..."

Opening the door, Xiao Yu climbed onto Yang Ruoqing's bed.

Hugging the pillow to his chest, covering his ears with his hands, his pretty face was a little pale.

Yang Ruoqing was still lazily leaning there fanning, giggling a few times.

"I didn't do anything wrong, and I'm not afraid of thunder. Tell me honestly, did you do something wrong?" She joked.

Hearing her joke, Xiao Yu shot her a look.

"What's wrong with you, I got this phobia after being frightened when I was young." Xiao Yu said.

"Oh?" Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows.

It turns out that Xiao Yu still has psychological shadows?

"What's the situation? Come and listen!" she urged.

Xiao Yu said: "When I was eight years old, I went to cut sweet potato vines with my parents on a rainy day."

"That day was also the same weather as today, with thunder and lightning."

"A flash of lightning made one of my arms go numb."

"When I came back to my senses, the sickle in my hand flew to the ridge of the ground. It scared me..."

"Crack...boom!"

A shattering sound exploded above his head, Xiao Yu was so frightened that he didn't finish his sentence, he lifted the quilt and got in.

Seeing her ostrich-like appearance, Yang Ruoqing smiled again.

"Don't be afraid, we're in the house, we can't hack it."

She comforted Xiao Yu.

It wasn't until the thunder became quieter that Xiao Yu dared to poke his head out.

Glancing at the flickering lightning outside the window, Xiao Yu said: "When I was young, I heard from the villagers that such a heavy thunderstorm must be something tragic happening somewhere in the world."

"Even God can't see it, so such a storm will fall, just like we are sad and shed tears..."

It was the first time Yang Ruoqing heard Xiao Yu's emotional explanation.

She used to believe only in the weather forecast, in the natural laws of the movement of the atmosphere and the change of temperature.

but,

Ever since the weird thing like soul wear happened to her.

Her worldview has also undergone some changes.

"Perhaps." She said softly, also looking at the bright and dark shadows outside the house.

"Dou E in the drama is very wronged, God can't stand it, and it's June Feixue."

"Perhaps there is a real reason for the heavy rain tonight."

The two girls cuddled together and slowly fell asleep amidst the rumbling thunder.

Just after dawn, Luo Fengtang came over.

"Why did you come here so early today? I just woke up and haven't cooked breakfast yet!"

Yang Ruoqing stood at the door of the house, brushing her hair while smiling at Luo Fengtang who was standing in the yard.

Compared with usual, his face showed a rare seriousness this morning.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

she asked quickly.

"Qing'er, I'm here to say goodbye to you," he said.

"what?"

She was surprised.

"Where are you going?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "I was sent back to Ningsu's army by General Xiahou, and the army is about to leave for the southeast village thirty miles away in one hour."

"In such a hurry, what's the matter? Can you tell me?" She asked again.

He frowned: "According to the military intelligence officer's report, just yesterday, [-] miles away, several villages belonging to Daqi were bloodbathed."

"The people and animals in several villages do not leave half alive..."

"hiss……"

Yang Ruoqing took a deep breath.

The massacre of unarmed civilians, even the elderly and children.

These perpetrators are really extremely cruel!

Xiao Yu who heard the movement behind him was even more astonished.

"No wonder it rained so fiercely last night, with lightning and thunder. Such a tragic thing really happened..." Xiao Yu said.

Yang Ruoqing looked away, and said to Luo Fengtang: "Okay, I understand, you can concentrate on your work."

(End of this chapter)