Ren Ang and He Miao chatted for a while. When it was still early, they decided to leave.
He handed him a small pouch. There was a blade of grass embroidered on the pouch. It was precisely Ren Ang's original plant. There were also many embroidery patterns of different shapes and sizes. They were embroidered on many pouches and fan covers, as well as on the collar, sleeves, and sleeves of clothes. There were also a lot of cushions, pillowcases, hanging accounts, sheets, and so on.
Ren Ang had been sitting under the eaves, stretching his legs as he basked in the sun the entire time. He did not enter the door, and naturally did not notice the young girls' thoughts. He took the pouch and immediately saw the dark green embroidery on the light blue cloth.
"This is …" "Me?" Ren Ang looked surprised.
The young man actually nodded shyly.
Ren Ang was overjoyed, his fat hand gently caressing the little embroidery lines. He had only seen their similar appearances, and he guessed that he was about the same. As a plant, he really hadn't looked at himself in the mirror before. And when he explored his surroundings with the Spiritual Consciousness, he could not even see his own body.
Ren Ang stared at the pattern seriously for a long time. Finally, he let out a breath, and realized that there was a bit of a stick in his bag.
He opened the pouch. Inside were a few small pieces of silver and a number of copper coins.
She Miao coughed lightly, and unnaturally said, "Husband is out in the world. It's easier to take some money with you." After hesitating for a while, she continued, "It's fine to take advantage of others, even if you have to take advantage of them. "It's only a month or two of rent. Occasionally, I can go and stay for a few days …" As she spoke, she felt shy. In order to cover it up, she hurriedly urged him, "If you don't leave now, it'll be too late."
Ren Ang knew that his wife's skin was thin, so he didn't tease her and only nodded heavily.
"Remember to bring the Hui Hua." Worried that he would have to work hard all this time, the seedlings were also very considerate in reminding him.
After Ren Ang left, He Miao's forced smile slowly dimmed.
She had never forgotten what she had heard on the mountain. After thinking about it again and again, she felt that the woman was speaking the truth. That day, for some reason, her grandfather had suddenly returned home early. As for the reason why his grandfather rushed home, even though the sky was dark, other than his most important family, he did not think about it. Aside from the Spring Flower, the rest of the people in Second Uncle's family are all adults. Even if Grandfather is worried, it's still very limited. Only he himself …
She raised a hand to cover her face as she slowly lay down on the couch, her shoulders trembling slightly. The depression that had been weighing down on his heart all this time had turned into low sobs that gushed out like a flood.
Just as he was crying until the sky went dark, a familiar barking sound came from outside the wall.
He sat up, wiped his eyes, sniffed, collected himself, and went out to open the door.
Big Yellow slipped inside like a wisp of smoke. In his mouth was a small basket made from rattan. In the basket was a basket full of flowers. They were small flowers that could be seen everywhere on the fields by the roadside. They were all colorful and looked really good as they were piled together.
She Miao was slightly surprised. Has this dog become a spirit? She even knew how to pick flowers!
She squatted down and took the flower basket from Big Yellow's mouth. Suddenly, she felt a familiar fluctuation of spiritual energy.
It's Darling …
Tears that had just disappeared from his eyes once again welled up in his eyes. Large tears rolled down his cheeks and fell onto the tender flowers. They splashed everywhere, turning into even smaller drops of dew.
Big Yellow tilted his head. With a "woof" sound, he moved closer to lick it. The two young beasts came out from nowhere and started biting on Big Yellow.
The three beasts quickly turned into a ball!
"The seedlings stood up with their little flower baskets in their hands, and each gave a kick." You are not allowed to fight! "
How annoying! He didn't relax for even a moment!
As a result of this action, his bad feeling from just a moment ago was finally relieved.
She let out a heavy breath, looked up at the distant horizon, and made a decision in her mind.
Killing-in-the-face, she couldn't. Second Uncle were all at home the day grandfather was injured. It was impossible for them to push him down the mountain. Furthermore, at that time there were no one else following Grandfather and it was likely that Second Uncle did something along the way, such as prying off some large rocks or sprinkling gravel on some narrow and steep slope …
It would be difficult to pursue the matter now, or to find evidence.
But, even if he couldn't avenge his grandfather, he could still teach the entire Second Uncle family a lesson! Weren't they looking for money the most? Then let them have a taste of the bitter fruit of losing their family's wealth!
She raised her hand to wipe the remaining moisture from her eyes. Then, she turned around, took the basket into the house, and placed it on the windowsill. She then rummaged through the box for a cloth bag. He opened the cloth bag and found a yellowed paper bag and a dagger inside.
She narrowed her eyes and stroked the hilt of her dagger.
The dagger had been used for a long time. The original sheath had been worn out to the point where it could no longer be seen, and the handle was wrapped with a thick piece of cloth. The cloth was stained with sweat, and it was hard to tell if it was blue or dark gray. He slowly drew his saber. The blade was still as sharp as ever, and its glow was cold and eerie.
He vaguely remembered that his grandfather had mentioned that this was an old artifact that his father had used during his years in the army. She used her sickle axe to chop firewood and other weapons. Daggers were short weapons, and she was not used to them. Furthermore, she did not encounter any danger that she could draw her blade against.
However, they were going to leave soon, or after their marriage at the end of the year. They might not have to wait that long, and after Autumn Harvest sold off the portion of food that belonged to them, they could leave. She might encounter all sorts of situations along the way. Her husband's strength alone wasn't enough, so she had to have the ability to protect herself!
He grasped his dagger and waved it twice, frowning.
Not easy!
She put the dagger back into its scabbard, thought for a while, then suddenly stood up and led Big Yellow out the door.
When they reached the big banyan tree at the village entrance, a unfamiliar man was casually chatting with the village's old man. He took out a wooden sign from his sleeve and shook it after he had stopped five steps away.
The idle man suddenly choked on his own saliva, his dark red face turning even darker …
He walked away without a word. Big Yellow shouted at the man, then he turned around and chased after his master.
When he got home, he sat down and took a sip of tea. Big Yellow, who was playing with the baby beasts in the yard, suddenly shouted. The two baby beasts also let out displeased growls. He got up and walked to the door.
As expected, the idle man stood on the water vat in the middle of the yard and cupped his fists towards the seedlings with a smile.
"I am Yang Ke, and am willing to listen to Miss's orders."
Underground, there were the Da Hui and Scabbers who were eager to give it a try. Big Yellow was guarding those two cute idiots, and when he saw that they wanted to bite him, he pounced on them.
The three idiots started fighting again.
He rolled his eyes inside. Last time, he sent two people to get beaten up by Ren Ang. This time, he did not give up and sent another person!