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

Chapter 81
Following the method given by the system, Song Rutang waited for the vermicelli to be cooked and fished it out.

For this mission, Song Rutang specially cooked a lot of vermicelli, filled a large basin with it, and poured it into cold water.

Worried that the number of times would be too few, Song Rutang washed it with cold water a few more times, and the vermicelli became stronger and stronger.

They had just finished packing, but Old Mrs. Yang had already received the news and came back outside.

Although the outside was almost tidied up by the servants, Old Mrs. Yang still noticed something was wrong when she took a quick look.

After a quick glance, you can guess something based on the spread of snow in the courtyard and the degree of damage to the doors and windows.

"Look, it's been snowing for a long time now. A few days ago, everyone in the county praised our Yang family for doing good deeds every day and cooperating with the government to rescue the victims during the snowstorm. Now that the news of the Yang family's impending collapse comes out, Everyone wants to step on us."

Tapping her cane and looking at the dilapidated scene of her home, Mrs. Yang was very angry.

Listening to the people below, the group of people were saying that the Yang family had collected all the firewood on the mountain. She really thought that there was no firewood on the mountain and went to a nearby mountain for a run.

Just as soon as I left, my heart suddenly became cold.

Even she, an old lady, could see the branches at the foot of the mountain. The group of people had so many big eyes open. Did they say that the Yang family had collected all the firewood?
Song Rutang found a place to put the vermicelli and went out to give Old Mrs. Yang a hand.

"The snow is so heavy that some people are panicking, but I didn't expect them to be so extreme."

Mrs. Yang nodded and sighed:

"It's okay, they are all a bunch of poor people, and they were forced into a desperate situation. The one who really deserves to die is the person who took the lead in inciting the people's emotions."

A trace of unknown emotion flashed in his eyes. He glanced at the bumpy snow on the ground and keenly picked out some scraps of paper from the snow:

"Look, the drunkard doesn't care about the wine."

Song Rutang looked over and saw that Old Mrs. Yang was holding a note full of handwriting in her hand, but she couldn't see clearly what was written on it.

He tilted his head in confusion and wanted to take a few more glances, but saw Old Mrs. Yang retracting her hand, holding the note tightly in her hand, and said seriously:

"That Mr. Lin who came from the capital, it may be time to leave."

Song Rutang didn't know how things got involved, let alone how Mrs. Yang got the news.

A few days ago, she heard someone say that Lin Chaoqing went to the capital and handed over a promise to stay in Anping County for rectification. Lin Chaoqing himself told her that he wanted to talk to the magistrate of Quyang County, but he didn't look like he was leaving. .

But no matter how she asked, Mrs. Yang refused to say more, shook her head and left.

A confused Song Rutang was left standing there, staring at the snow for a long time, but still couldn't find any clues in it.

He scratched his head and didn't care about it anymore. He went back to work on his business plan.

After all, if you want to spread the popularity of hot and sour noodles, you still have to rely on selling stalls.

*
"Sir, this is from the capital city."

The official handed the paper to Lin Chaoqing. Lin Chaoqing licked his chapped lips, stiffened his hands, took the paper and read it.

But his expression became worse and worse, and he was finally so angry that he wanted to throw the fold away, but in the end he didn't dare to throw it away. He put the fold away on the table, and the veins on his hands revealed his anger at the moment.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?"

The official stood cautiously aside, not daring to make a sound.

Mr. Lin has been here for so long, and he has always been very gentle to others and spoke kindly. The last time I saw Mr. Lin get so angry was when the former magistrate's bad things were exposed.

What happened now?
It's just that he was confused, so he didn't dare to ask more questions and retreated voluntarily.

There was no one in the room, Lin Chaoqing stared at the folder on the desk, the red rejection looked particularly dazzling.

In a few days, it would be time to return to the capital. The court still needed him, so he naturally knew that he had to go back.

But during this time, the more he checked, the more frightened he became.

The water in Anping County was far muddier than he imagined.Obviously if you give him a little more time, he will be able to uproot those forces. Obviously...

I felt even more angry, but there was nothing I could do, so I had to take the booklet and work hard.

If I could do more before leaving, do more...

*
I went back to the room to get some chili peppers and started making chili oil.

"Hey, what are you doing at home? It smells like boiling poison."

Just as I was cooking, someone came in with a loud voice. He smelled the smell and went straight to the kitchen.

Song Rutang blinked and looked at the person in front of him, his eyes full of unfamiliarity.

Who is this person?

Both parties had this idea in mind. Song Rutang was stunned, and so was the man.

"Who are you?"

"Who are you?"

They asked this question almost in unison. The two looked at each other and said the words at the same time:

"This is my home, where did you come from?"

"This is my home, where did you come from?"

After just a few words, Song Rutang understood and asked:
"The Lin family?"

"What's the Lin family? I'm from the Zhu family."

Zhu Youcai stared at her suspiciously, then walked in without hesitation, moved a stool inside and sat down, crossing his legs and watching Song Rutang busying himself.

Song Rutang ignored him and was busy with his own affairs.

She had long heard that this man was uneducated and incompetent, and the fact that Zhu sold out the Yang family was most likely related to him, so naturally she didn't have a good attitude toward him.

Zhu Youcai didn't care, he took a carrot and ate it by himself.

"That's for the mules."

Seeing that he was eating happily, Song Rutang finally couldn't hold it back and reminded him coldly.

This person really doesn't shy away from anything, and is willing to eat whatever the animals eat. If she eats all the carrots, what will she feed the mules later?
After Zhu Youcai heard this, he hurriedly spit a few mouthfuls on the ground and threw the remaining carrots into the stove.

After only taking a few steps, he tripped over a chair next to him.

"Be careful."

Song Rutang said this abruptly, which moved Zhu Youcai deeply.

He said that everyone was looking towards him, and this young lady still cared about him, but she was just shy because she didn't recognize him just now.

Look, after getting to know each other for a while, I started to care about him. Will I be able to pay him back in the future?
When I was moved, I heard Song Rutang say:
"Don't break my chair. It's quite expensive."

"you!"

Zhu Youcai was so angry that he didn't expect Song Rutang to say this to him.

He simply ignored her and before Song Rutang finished his work, he walked to the basket, took a piece of vermicelli that Song Rutang had just soaked in cold water and ate it.

"Bah, what the hell, it has no taste at all!"

(End of this chapter)