There was no shortage of food on the way to escape, and the lucky lady was busy farming.

Chapter 6 Where did such a good mule come from?

Song Rutang slowly pulled out the wooden stick that he had prepared long ago from the floor of the car. He quickly replayed the boxing and kicking skills he had learned in his mind. Just as he was about to take action, he heard a shocked voice from behind:

"Little sister?"

"Songlan?"

Song Rutang and Yang Songlan both turned around at the same time and saw an unexpected person.

"Big brother!"

Yang Songlan hesitated and did not dare to step forward. Several strong men from the Yang family stepped forward and surrounded the two of them, blocking the sight of the refugees.

The refugees went back and lay down in despair. They thought they had a chance of winning, but when they saw a group of Yang family members, they all stopped trying to grab things.

Song Rutang did not have these people in his memory, but judging from their reactions, he guessed that these were the powerful uncles Yang Songlan mentioned. In his memory, Yang Songlan mentioned it several times, saying that since her marriage, the two families had been separated. No more contact.

She did not act rashly, and observed the expressions of these people. She saw that their eyes were concerned, and they did not seem to have any hatred. She couldn't help but wonder why the two parties broke off contact like this back then.

Just as he was thinking about it, an older lady came up and looked at Song Rutang for a while. Her expression was not very good, but her eyes finally softened when she looked at Yang Songlan:
"Is this the child of that cowardly young man?"

With tears in her eyes, Yang Songlan shrank and said, "Mom, he's not..."

"Rutang has met my grandmother. My father wanted to win glory for the country the year before last. He went to the battlefield and his body was not found. Rutang has always regarded her as a role model. Such behavior cannot be considered cowardly."

Facing Mrs. Yang's intimidating eyes, Song Rutang spoke loudly:
"Grandma, my mother's vision is not bad. It's the Song family's fault that has caused my father and mother to suffer. If you want to complain, Rutang still hopes that you will put your grievances on the Song family. Don't implicate your mother. Mother. I have missed you so much over the years, and there is not a day that goes by that I don’t think of you.”

Mrs. Yang's eyes softened a little, but she still said with a cold face: "Aren't you also from the Song family? I will blame you every day in the future!"

Song Rutang heard the key point in these words and knew that Mrs. Yang slightly approved of him. He smiled and said:

"If grandma is willing, Zhitang would also like to change her surname. Anyway, my mother has already divorced. From now on, Zhitang will stay with grandma and change his surname to Yang Zhitang. He will fulfill his filial piety under the knee of grandma."

"I know it's nonsense."

Yang Songlan pretended to be angry, wiped her tears and finally had the courage to step forward. She carefully observed Mrs. Yang's expression and whispered:
"Mom, don't you blame me?"

"Silly boy, my mother is afraid that you will blame her for abandoning you for more than ten years, so how can she blame you?"

Mrs. Yang squeezed Yang Songlan's hand, waved her hand behind, and said in a deep voice:

"I came to see your little sister and niece. They will follow us from now on. No one is allowed to have bad thoughts or do things that make the family uneasy!"

Several female relatives from behind came over and looked at the sister-in-law who had run away to get married. They put away the contempt in their eyes and greeted her respectfully.

Several children also came out and called Mrs. Yang, "Hello, sister-in-law." Then they saluted Song Rutang generously. Their eyes were not as distant as their mother's, but they tilted their heads and glanced at Song Rutang curiously. .

Song Rutang straightened his back with a calm expression. Although he was wearing coarse clothes, his aura was not inferior to that of others.

The eyes of the younger daughters-in-law of the Yang family darkened, but Youshi, the daughter-in-law of Yang Mingshu, the eldest son of the Yang family, came over, hugged Song Rutang, looked up and down, and grinned:

"It's so good, so good, as good as my Ronger."

"Boss, take your wife away, find the pills she usually takes, and feed her two."

Mrs. Yang was no longer surprised. She called Yang Mingshu, who was standing by, to come over. She explained to the surprised Yang Songlan:
"Rong'er developed a high fever the year you got married, and the quack doctor prescribed the wrong medicine. She died early when she was only six years old. After that, your sister-in-law also suffered from mental impairment and fell ill from time to time."

After hearing this, Song Rutang turned around and saw Mrs. Wu looking at him with a silly smile while taking the medicine. She turned her head and just caught the disdain flashing across the faces of the other two aunts.Song Rutang couldn't help but sigh. Looking at this posture, he probably wouldn't be able to live in peace in the future.

Feeling the glances cast by the refugees from time to time, she couldn't stand it anymore.

No, aren't we all afraid of being robbed by hungry refugees who have lost their senses?
So she reminded: "It's getting late, we'd better find a place to rest first."

Mrs. Yang had a slight liking for Song Rutang and nodded: "Let's go to the city and find an inn to stay. Second brother, go and pull your little sister's car over."

Yang Mingda nodded, turned around to pull the mule, and was startled when he saw the mule.

Where can you get a mule in such good condition these days?
Seeing that his younger sister was having a lively conversation with his eldest brother and his third brother, Yang Mingda didn't ask. He just followed behind and pulled the mule forward with his head down, flashing the long knife on his waist from time to time to scare away a bunch of refugees trying to get closer.

Yang Mingshu and Yang Mingli also held knives and were on guard while talking to Yang Songlan and his wife.

As the eldest brother in the family, Yang Mingshu knew his little sister's temperament well and told Yang Songlan over and over again not to pity the refugees again.

Song Rutang followed a few people, trying to mobilize his memory to deal with Yang Mingli's cross-examination.

"Want to enter the city? Pay the [-] taels entry fee first. If you don't have [-] taels of silver, you don't need to talk!"

The guards guarding the city had already caught a glimpse of the movement here. They saw a group of people dressed in either rich or noble clothes and stopped a few of them.

Mrs. Yang immediately took out five taels of silver from her arms and handed it to the guard, then led everyone into the city.

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"Mom, look, that must be the high-ranking official Tang Bao mentioned. The clothes of a group of people are all made of silk and satin. Look, tsk tsk, they are really rich."

Song Laosi hid behind the tree and stared at the group of people with red eyes.

Except for Song Laosan, no one in the Song family had ever seen the Yang family. Seeing such a group of people appear, they naturally regarded them as Song Rutang, the most senior official in the family.

"Ms. Yang's little hooves are so close to that man. Maybe she has hooked up with the wild man. Mother, you still don't care about this?"

Mrs. Qin felt a dull pain in the place where she was beaten, and her eyes were full of hatred. She stared at the few people approaching and began to make assumptions to encourage Mrs. Song's emotions.

Mrs. Song successfully fell into the trap, and her face turned pale with anger. She couldn't breathe for a long time. While she was catching her breath, she watched those people hand over money and said coldly:
"We don't have that much money. Let's go to the small road behind the city and wait. When they come out, even if they can't dip the pig cage, they will have to be beaten and then hanged on a tree and left to die!"

Song Laoer still wanted to speak, but his wife slapped him down and he didn't dare to say anything anymore.

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Every household in Yuyang County closed their doors. When they saw someone coming into the city again, they all closed their doors with a gloomy look on their faces. A group of people walked past with an ox cart, and the streets were filled with dust for a while.

A group of people stayed at an inn on the street. As soon as they entered the room, Song Rutang heard the system buzz:

[Congratulations on getting the recipe "Yangchun Noodles" and special lard]

[Task: Get 20 positive reviews from people

Completion reward: a bottle of antipyretic pills

Failure penalty: Recipes, ingredients and previous rewards withdrawn]

The mule that was dragged to the backyard shivered inexplicably.

Before Song Rutang had time to think about it, she heard that a small Shura field had been set up at her mother's place.

(End of this chapter)