The history of struggle of peasant girls

Chapter 79 Finding the Murderer
"Is Qianluo unhappy?" Liu Ying was keenly aware of Han Qianluo's depression, and asked a little puzzled.

Han Qianluo also felt that he was a little baffled, and quickly shook off the negative emotions in his heart, showing a smile: "No, Brother Ying praised me for being cute, how could I be unhappy." After finishing speaking, he lowered his head to take the The almonds on the table also missed the flashing smile in Liu Ying's eyes.

"By the way, I'm going back to the palace tomorrow." Liu Ying suddenly dropped a bomb.

Han Qianluo was just stunned for a moment and didn't ask anything, but she cherished the time they spend together, until it was almost noon, she stood up reluctantly and said: "Brother Ying, it's getting late, I gone back."

"I'll take you back." Liu Ying stood up and said.

Han Qianluo didn't object, on the contrary, he was very happy. The two walked and talked, and soon reached the door of the house. Liu Ying was about to leave, but how could Han Qianluo let her leave like this? Arm said: "Brother Ying, come in and sit for a while, go back after lunch."

Liu Ying naturally refused, but Han Qianluo repeatedly asked to stay, and finally he agreed to stay for lunch, which made Han Qianluo very happy, and led him into the yard, but the excited Han Qianluo didn't notice Those malicious eyes nearby.

"Brother, I'm back." Han Qianluo shouted as soon as he entered the courtyard.

But Han Qingquan was not at home, only Han Sanwei was playing in the yard, and he was very happy to see Han Qianluo came back: "Sister San, you are back." Of course, she also saw Liu Ying who was at the side, froze for a moment, and called softly He said: "Your Majesty." At this time, the nine-year-old naturally knew the dignity, but he didn't understand it very well.

"Just call me brother." Liu Ying said with a gentle smile.

Han Sanwei glanced at Han Qianluo, and said timidly, "But the elder brother said you can't call it that way, and you will be beheaded."

"Don't worry, it won't happen." Liu Ying comforted with a smile.

Han Qianluo didn't care what they were talking about, and went out with a basket to pick vegetables in the vegetable field.Although there were many vegetables in the field at this time, there were not many edible ones. Han Qianluo looked and looked, and finally picked some leeks, and then picked some cabbage.

Looking at these two dishes, Han Qianluo felt that they were a little too bad. There was nothing wrong with them eating by themselves, but they felt that they were not suitable for serving Liu Ying. When he was hesitating, his eldest brother Han Qingquan came back .

Han Qingquan was not surprised when he saw Liu Ying, and acted very calmly, as if Liu Ying was just an ordinary farmer, but he gave a very standard salute.Liu Ying quickly helped him up and said: "This is not in the palace, so there is no need to salute. It would be bad if people accidentally saw it."

Han Qianluo came out of the kitchen: "Brother, let's kill a rabbit."

"Okay." Han Qingquan said and prepared to kill the rabbit.

"Don't be so troublesome, the vegetables picked by Qianluo are enough for the few of us to eat, don't kill the rabbit again." Liu Ying quickly stopped.

In the end, the rabbit was still not killed. Han Qianluo just made a scrambled egg with leeks and a stir-fried Chinese cabbage, and then habitually steamed coarse-grain steamed buns and some millet porridge. After steaming, she realized that how could she? For steaming coarse-grain steamed buns, flour is needed no matter what, but the steamed buns have already been made, so there is no way to regret it.

But fortunately, even though it was such a terrible lunch, Liu Ying didn't mind at all, and she still happily finished her lunch, which made Han Qianluo heave a sigh of relief.

After lunch, Han Qianluo was weaving at home when she heard someone knocking on the gate of her yard, so she put down her work and went to open the door. It turned out that it was Chu Zhen who never came to Han's house very often.

"It turned out to be Chu Zhen, come in quickly." Han Qianluo suppressed the doubts in his heart and invited her in.

Chu Zhen was holding a basket in his hand. The basket was covered with a piece of brown linen, and he couldn't see what was inside, but she lifted the basket up and walked in with small steps. Suddenly, there was something in her basket. There was a kitten meowing, but weakly.

"Are you a kitten inside?" Han Qianluo asked.

"Yes." Chu Zhen said and lifted the sackcloth covering the basket, and there were indeed several kittens, two khaki ones, two black ones, and one yellow and black one. Seeing someone staring at them, The kittens let out a weak cry.

Chu Zhen quickly covered the sackcloth, and said a little embarrassedly: "This is a kitten that my cat just gave birth to. Do you want one for your family?"

Thinking of the mice that appeared every night, Han Qianluo said without hesitation: "Give me one." Then he picked out a khaki kitten, paid five Wen, and found out an old one that couldn't be worn. Clothes, I made a nest for the kitten, and then put the kitten into the nest, and then I was ready to continue weaving.

Just sitting in front of the loom, Han Qianluo suddenly remembered that she forgot one thing, that is to go to the cow seller to get milk, check the time, the sun is still high in the sky at this moment, it is still very early , so he picked up the clay pot and went out without hesitation.

When passing by his own crop field, Han Qianluo said loudly to Han Qingquan who was weeding in the field: "Brother, I want to go out."

"I'll go with you, wait a minute." Han Qingquan said, quickly took the hoe home and put it away, and then the two went to get milk together.Walking on the road, Han Qianluo found that all the people walking were men, and there were some older women. There were almost no young women. It was obvious that everyone was afraid of experiencing something like Li Chunhua.

The next day is the day to go to the small market, the better Han Qianluo and Li Chunhua went to the market to find those villains, but they still had to send cakes to Maji Restaurant, so Han Qingquan could only let Han Qingquan To deliver the cake.

After breakfast in the morning, Han Qianluo carried a basket and some money, then went to the next door to call Li Chunhua, and the two walked to Xiaoji together.

In fact, there is really nothing to buy in this small market. The villagers in the nearby few miles exchange some necessities, so there are not many people, but there will be a small market every other day.

Xiaoji is not far away, and it will take a while.But even so, along the way, many people cast strange glances at Chunhua next to Han Qianluo, and some even pointed in front of her face.

Such a situation made Han Qianluo very worried about Li Chunhua. She turned her head to look, but she didn't respond at all, as if those gossip were not aimed at her.However, Han Qianluo noticed the basket tightly held by Chunhua, obviously she didn't care as much as she showed.

Soon the two arrived at their destination, which was actually on a main road, and then some vendors placed their goods on both sides of the road, and the head could be seen at a glance.Han Qianluo was a little bored observing the things sold by the hawkers on both sides, while Chunhua was seriously looking for those villains.

Han Qianluo was strolling leisurely, when suddenly Li Chunhua squatted down, just squatting in front of a peddler selling mountain goods, pretending to choose something.

"Stand beside me and face me." Li Chunhua said nervously.

Han Qianluo was taken aback, but soon realized that he probably saw those people, so he stood on Li Chunhua's left.As soon as he stood still, Han Qianluo saw a few young men approaching from the left. They were all in their 20s, and they were all wearing ordinary linen clothes. The man at the front still had a stick in his mouth. Weeds, a group of people seem to be sloppy, and they are the kind of gangsters at a glance.

These gangsters were walking around, and they didn't know what they saw. They suddenly squatted down at a peddler, took something from it and left, not intending to pay, but the peddler didn't say anything, even The vendors next to him didn't say a word, as if they were used to it.

"Those are gangsters here. The one in front with a straw in his mouth is the son of the pavilion chief of Xiaguan Pavilion. No one dares to mess with him." A peddler kindly explained Han Qianluo's confusion.

Those gangsters took their things and left. They continued to move forward, thinking about what they were interested in, and they also took a look at Han Qianluo and the others. They probably didn't have much interest in the mountain goods, so they just took a look, and then keep going.

Soon these gangsters finished the small market, and then left.Han Qianluo patted Chunhua's shoulder: "They're gone." Chunhua stood up, turned her head and looked around, and made sure that those people had left. Then she breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest and said, "Scared to death!" me."

"In broad daylight, they don't dare to do anything. There's nothing to be scary about." Han Qianluo said.

"It's the one who just walked in front." Li Chunhua said in a low voice.

Since everyone already knew about it, there was no need for Han Qianluo and the others to stop here, they turned around and walked back.Back home, there was no one there, Han Qingquan hadn't come back yet, Sanwei went out to play, and Han Qianluo was the only one at home.

Han Qianluo was weaving while thinking of ways to punish this person. After all, he was also the son of the pavilion chief, so he couldn't rush up and beat him up. As for suing the officer, she didn't think it was a good way. She hoped to come up with a way to both It can make that person punished, and make them afraid to speak out.

"Knock knock knock."

Hearing the knock on the door, Han Qianluo walked over to open the gate of the yard. It was Zhao Qin standing outside the door, holding a basket with needles, threads and fabrics in his hand.

"Come in." Han Qianluo said with a smile, "Aqin, move the stool and sit on it yourself."

Zhao Qin came in, moved a stool and sat next to Han Qianluo weaving, then took out the needles, threads and fabrics in her basket, and started to do needlework, chatting while doing needlework: "Qianluo, I I heard that you guys are going to catch a small market today?"

(End of this chapter)