The Strongest Farmer's Woman: Farming is a must

Chapter 172, there is news (1 update)
Yunzhuo sat in the carriage a little lost.

When Mu Shiyi fed her food, she opened her mouth and swallowed it tasteless.

Feed her water and she drinks water.

She was very uncomfortable, unspeakably uncomfortable.

But I couldn't find an outlet to vent.

She also had a trace of hope, just in case, what if the old man in the village happened to go to the mass grave and the child happened to be still breathing, maybe he would be picked up and brought home?
What if, what if...

Yunzhuo suddenly felt hopeful again.

"Fuxi, hurry up!" Yun Zhuo couldn't help but urge.

"Yes!"

Fuxi responded, and the speed of the carriage became faster.

Lin Captou and the others followed behind on horseback, with heavy faces on everyone's face.

They knew in their hearts that if the child was still alive, their achievements would be doubled.If the child is gone...

It sucks to think about it.

Old Man Wu's righteous village is in a mountain valley, with mud houses and black tile houses, overgrown weeds around the road, and everything is desolate.

The roads are not very obvious and there is no way for carriages to enter.

When he got off the carriage, Yun Zhuo's heart had already hit rock bottom.

The same goes for Mu Shiyi.

Fortunately, there was smoke coming out of the small yard, indicating that there were still people living inside, so the group breathed a sigh of relief.

Yunzhuo and Mu Shiyi walked forward together, and a thin yellow dog ran out and barked. It was trembling and scared, and it forced its sharp teeth to show.

"rhubarb!"

An old and feeble cry came.

The big yellow dog ran back quickly and couldn't help but look back and bark.

When Yunzhuo and the others walked to the yard, an old man with a smelly body limped out slowly. His eyes were cloudy, but he still recognized Mu Shiyi at a glance, "Shiyi?"

"Uncle Wu, it's me!"

In his early days, Old Man Wu worked as a widower in Linxian County Yamen and managed a charity village. When he was young, his life was pretty good, but for his job, no one wanted to marry him. Even the widow he hooked up with learned that he was a widower. Stop it quickly.

To say that the best life was during the years I knew Mu Shiyi, Mu Shiyi knew how to be a good person, so when I had time, I would buy something good and visit him. The two of them would have a drink, chat about autopsy experiences, and teach Mu Shiyi some martial arts. How about that? Went to see the weather.

If Old Man Wu hadn't entered the wrong profession, no matter what he did, he would be better off than he is now.

"Oh, it's great that you're back. Come in!" Old Man Wu was really happy.

Of course, he had another thing he wanted to entrust to Mu Shiyi.

Old man Wu also saw Yun Zhuo, "Is this your wife?"

"Yeah!" Mu Shiyi nodded.

"..."

Old man Wu is not stupid at all. He is dim-sighted, but he is not blind yet.

At that moment, it was speculated that Mu Shiyi might have encountered something, so he brought his wife to his place to escape, "Come in first and then we'll talk!"

Entering Old Man Wu's yard, the yard was even more messy and dirty, with dog feces and chicken droppings everywhere.

There is no place to stay.

"It's all my fault that I broke my leg while digging herbs in the mountains two years ago, and it took me two years to nurse it back to health."

"How can you still live like this if you don't have money from the Yamen?" Mu Shiyi asked in surprise.

"If you don't raise a little one, you have to give him half of what he eats!"

"..."

"..."

Yun Zhuo and Mu Shiyi's hearts suddenly rose to their throats?

"Little, what little?" Mu Shiyi's voice stuttered.

Old Wu's legs hurt. He found a chair and sat down. He looked at Mu Shiyi and said, "When I went to the mass grave three years ago in April, I picked up a milk baby..."

Before the old man Wu finished speaking, Yunzhuo had already knelt down, and her throat was filled with smoke, "Where is the child?"

(End of this chapter)