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Chapter 39 It's Embarrassing

Lian Guiyue looked at the dozen or so children in front of her, and then at her husband Lu Haoyuan.

She gritted her teeth, struggles appeared on her face, and for a moment, she said to the children below: "Auntie, since I brought the grain to the village, I never thought about bringing it back."

After all, Lian Guiyue faced the villagers of Lianjia Village and said, "Folks, I did something unethical two years ago. I should have been drowned by you, but the villagers didn't kill Hao Hao and me. Yuan, just drive us out of the village.

To be honest, I, Lian Guiyue, am very grateful that the folks didn't kill us both.

Originally, when I returned to the village this time, besides being grateful to the folks, I also wanted to go back to the village for a while.Of course, Mr. Lang and I just stayed for a while, and we left immediately after we repaired the hut on the mountain.

But since the folks still hate our husband and wife so much, we can only find a cave first and make do with it.This food will be distributed to..."

"Wait, what's wrong with your thatched hut?" The old village head asked aloud. She thought that Lian Guiyue was only here to seek forgiveness this time, but she didn't expect that there was another reason.

"Yes, yes! What happened to you?" the fat peasant woman yelled, pulling her eyes back from the grain.

Lian Guiyue showed a sad look on his face, and said: "You don't know, although the rain a few days ago was only a little bit heavier, there is no possibility that my thatched hut will be washed away, but...but..."

"But what? You're talking about it!" the woman with the chapped complexion said angrily.

Lian Guiyue seemed to be encouraged, and said in one breath: "But the mudslide on the mountain destroyed my thatched hut. Fortunately, I didn't sleep to death that night, otherwise our husband and wife would have died!"

In fact, there was no mudslide near Lian Guiyue's broken thatched hut, she was talking nonsense.

She and her husband are the husband and wife who were robbed by gangsters two days ago.

Now their house has been taken over by Nalan Zhiqing and Bai Ziyu.

What Lian Guiyue said in Lianjia Village was just to gain sympathy, so that the villagers would let her live in the old house in Lianjia Village.

The old village chief reached out and patted Lian Guiyue on the shoulder, and comforted him, "Survivors will have future blessings, so don't be sad. A dilapidated thatched hut is nothing, as long as people are still alive!"

"Yes." Lian Guiyue nodded.

The old village head looked around at everyone below, and said in a deep voice: "Lian Guiyue can help us this time. We really shouldn't drive her away. Even if we can't forgive her, we can still let her stay in Lian Guiyue." Home Village. Folks, do you agree to let their husband and wife stay here?"

The sun was shining on everyone, and all the villagers were silent. You looked at each other, and I looked at you.

One or two minutes passed, and a little girl said in a milky voice, "Xiao Lian is hungry, Auntie brought food to Xiao Lian, Xiao Lian wants Auntie... um..."

An adult quickly stepped forward and covered the little girl's mouth, cursing, "Don't talk nonsense if you are ignorant, watch carefully!"

The adult looked at the crowd with embarrassment, and said embarrassedly: "The little girl is young and ignorant, she just talked nonsense, but, but I quite agree with the old village chief's suggestion, I think it's okay to let sister Guiyue stay."

The obese peasant woman glanced at the food on the cart and said loudly: "Although we haven't forgiven them yet, Lian Guiyue is originally from Lianjia Village. I have no problem with their husband and wife living here. After all, she has paid all her family's money. Come out to buy food to support us."

The woman with chapped skin opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything.

The other villagers didn't have much hatred for Lian Guiyue and his wife, and they repeatedly expressed their opinions.

"Yes, yes! Lian Guiyue is originally from Lianjia Village, so I have no problem with her living here."

"I also agree with the opinions of the village chief and the fat woman!"

"Old woman, I also agree..."

Underneath, even Gui Yue's parents didn't speak, they looked at their daughter excitedly.

Lian Guiyue met her parents' eyes and said happily, "Thank you, thank you..."

Lu Haoyuan on the side covered his mouth, tears streaming out uncontrollably.

Next, Lian Guiyue unloaded the grain from the car and distributed it to the villagers.

……

In the grass not far away, Xiao Lu said: "Eldest sister, this woman seems to be a good person, did she really kill the second sister?"

The eldest sister frowned, and said: "It looks like a good person, but listening to them, this woman's current husband is the husband of her dead sister, which doesn't sound like a good person."

A little follower on the side curled his lips, wondering: "Eldest sister, we have joined the Lufeng bandits, so who cares if she is a good person or not? Wouldn't it be clear if she was arrested and interrogated?"

The eldest sister suddenly realized: "Yes! We failed in the uprising with Huang Zhenren in Hongyang County, and now we have run all the way here, and only the head of Lufeng took us in, otherwise we would be like the lost dogs who don't know where to go.

This time we were sent out to investigate why the leader of Nanyan Peak suddenly recruited refugees wantonly. We thought it was an opportunity to make meritorious deeds, but we didn't expect that the bandits of Nanyan Peak were so heavily guarded.

Alas, it's okay to fail the mission, now even the second sister is gone, it really is a bad time!
Anyway, I am also a bandit, so don't care about whether it is a good person or not! "

A trace of struggle flashed in Xiaolu's eyes, but the image of her family's tragic death appeared in her mind, and the trace of struggle disappeared in the next moment.

Slowly, the deer's face was replaced by a fierce color.

……

The sun fell to the edge of the sky, and the sky darkened.

More than ten kilometers away from Lianjia Village, in a broken thatched hut.

After picking the herbs, Nalan Zhiqing opened the door and walked into the house.

Soft footsteps sounded in the room, and Bai Ziyu's eyelashes trembled slightly on the bed.

Nalan Zhiqing put the herbs in the kitchen and quickly warmed up the leftover porridge and chicken soup at noon.

"Ping pong pong..." There were bursts of voices from the outside kitchen.

Inside, Bai Ziyu opened his eyes violently.

After a while, his consciousness became clear.

He tilted his head to look outside, and muttered to himself: "It's getting dark, have I slept all afternoon or for several days? Is Zhiqing cooking outside?"

As soon as he thought of cooking, the chicken soup and chicken that he ate at noon flashed into Bai Ziyu's mind. Suddenly, he widened his eyes and thought to himself: "I haven't finished the porridge and chicken soup in the afternoon. Tonight will not be left over at noon." of those?"

At this moment, Nalan Zhiqing walked into the house carrying food.

There are no candles in the house, so it's a bit dark.

However, Nalan Zhiqing is a basalt practitioner with very good eyesight.

She put the food on the table, lit a candle, and said to Bai Ziyu, "You're awake! It's time for dinner."

Bai Ziyu twitched his face when he smelled a familiar smell, and asked, "Is this the leftover chicken soup from lunch?"

This is embarrassing, Nalan Zhiqing said embarrassedly: "I ran too far when I went to pick herbs, and I just came back now, let's order tonight!"

(End of this chapter)