The young couple from the farm fights back

Chapter 119 The Island Master's Death

The old island owner took a deep breath and looked at the sky outside the open porch of the temple. The sky was already gray and it was time for her to go.

Everyone could see that the island master was becoming increasingly distracted, his heart in his throat. The guards couldn't help but have tears in their eyes. Yuan Niang and the other women lowered their voices, lowered their heads and wiped away their tears.

The old woman slowly leaned back in her chair, her gaze falling on Que Ge'er, and a hint of expectation and smile flashed in her eyes.

"Child, remember, never forget your original intention."

Que Ge'er seemed to understand, but he nodded repeatedly: "Yes, great-grandmother, Que Ge'er will definitely be filial to my aunt and uncle in the future."

The old man raised his lips again, but it was obvious that no laughter came out.

"It's dawn, it's time for me to get on the road!"

Following the old man's words, everyone below him knelt down again.

Finally, the old man looked at the children reluctantly and said, "You all must remember to keep your feet on the ground and protect the people."

"Yes, great-grandmother."

Jiang Li couldn't help but admire the old man's vision in his heart. Even though Daning had long since fallen into decline and lived in seclusion on Changsheng Island, he still cared about the people of the world.

"Li Niang."

"My granddaughter is here."

"I am tired, and I will make you suffer in the future."

Hearing this, Jiang Li raised his drooping eyebrows and saw that the old man's eyelids were slightly closed.

Immediately, the hand that was caressing Ang'er fell heavily on the cushion beside him.

Her heart trembled, and she knelt down holding Lan Jie'er, tears rolling down her face. "Island Master."

Seeing this, the people kneeling on the ground cried out in unison: "Island Master~"

Dong~dong~dong~

oooo~

The ringing of huge bells and the long roars to the sky broke the silence of dawn.

All the tribesmen on the island knew that the island master was in poor health. When they heard the bell, whether they were busy in the fields or recuperating at home, they all knelt down to bid farewell.

At this moment, the last master whom their tribe had guarded for generations was gone!

Dashuan, who arrived at the field early, was still confused when he heard the bell. He saw the islanders in the nearby fields kneeling on the ground and crying.

For a moment, he couldn't stand anymore, so he dropped the hoe in his hand and knelt on the ground. He was completely confused and didn't know whether he should cry or not.

The news of the island owner's death was like a cloud of fog hanging over the sky of Changsheng Island, and it poured heavy sorrow into the hearts of the tribe members.

After noon, Shilitun.

Zhou Chunfeng rode his horse at top speed all the way back to Shilitun last night, only to pass through a series of ruined towns that had been swept by the Huai Army, and a village with no houses left, weeds growing everywhere, and everything in ruins.

Zhou Chunfeng had already guessed that Shilitun would not be able to escape the clutches of the Huai Army, and Jiang Li and most of the children were no longer in Shilitun.

Sure enough, when he saw the abandoned village that was completely different from the past, his heart gradually sank to the bottom.

Returning with him were Xiao Chao, who had come to join in the fun, and more than a dozen soldiers sent by Xiao Ce, who were afraid that they would be ambushed by the enemy along the way.

Zhou Chunfeng rode his horse quickly back to the gate of his courtyard. Seeing that the gate was ajar and the top of the door panel was covered with cobwebs and dust, what else could he not understand?

Xiao Chao dismounted and saw that this village was different from the village he had seen on the road. The difference was that, apart from the devastation left by the Huai Army's sweep, there were basically no human remains at the entrances of the roads and alleys.

"Old Zhou, it looks like the people in your village have fled early. That's good, at least we know my sister-in-law is safe now."

Zhou Chunfeng ignored the loud voice behind him. He knew his wife was safe. Otherwise, how could he explain the letter he saw last night?

He had taught Jiang Li calligraphy step by step, and every stroke was flawless. Jiang Li habitually added a touch of ink before finishing her strokes. If there were two people with identical handwriting, their habits couldn't possibly be similar.

What he is worried about now is where Jiang Li and the child are now, how to get in touch with her, and whether she and the child are doing well!

The more Zhou Chunfeng thought about it, the more upset he became. He reached out to push open the door, but the dust flying from the top of the door made it impossible for him to open his eyes.

Xiao Chao waved his hand and followed, covering his mouth and nose: "Lao Zhou, your sister-in-law is not here, what are you doing in there?"

As expected, the neat little courtyard I remembered was a mess, with wooden furniture and clothes drying racks scattered across the floor. It must have been after Jiang Li and the children fled that the Huai Army broke into the village and ransacked every household.

Thinking of this, Zhou Chunfeng strode towards the main room.

Xiao Chao wanted to follow, but his eyes were attracted by the pile of green rhizomes in the corner of the courtyard wall.

It’s really novel to see such well-growing plants in Lao Zhou’s yard. I’m afraid these are the only living things in the whole village.

Zhou Chunfeng firmly believed that Jiang Li must have hidden a token for him at home, and the most likely place to hide the token would be the main room.

The room was equally in disarray. On the mattressless kang, a square table had been broken in two. The Huai Army, who had come in to raid the house, must have found nothing of value and taken their anger out on them.

He put his hands on his hips, calmed himself and looked around, trying to find a secret place to hide the letter.

Finally, his eyes fell on the kang. When their family first built the new yard, Jiang Li requested that the kang not be built with earth. He would rather work harder and lay a few hundred more mud bricks so that he could sleep soundly.

Yes, kang!

Zhou Chunfeng remembered that Jiang Li said that one of the outer bricks of the kang in the main house was loose, and asked him to find time after the autumn harvest to re-build the loose outer brick. However, on the day of the autumn harvest and drying the grain, the imperial officials and soldiers came to the village to conscript men.

Zhou Chunfeng couldn't remember which brick Jiang Li was talking about. He squatted down and gently touched each outer brick with his hands. Soon, he finally found the loose brick.

When he took away the brick, he saw a piece of yellowed straw paper hidden inside. Zhou Chunfeng couldn't help but feel excited and took out the paper.

At this time, Xiao Chao walked in and saw Zhou Chunfeng actually took out a piece of paper from under the kang bed. It was amazing.

【Chunfeng:

The Huai Army is about to sweep through Shili Tun, and the people are in danger, so I have no choice but to take my child and flee first. If you survive and see this letter, please remember that my child and I are safe.

Do you remember the island you mentioned to me? I will take the children to the island for shelter and wait for you to return and reunite.

After reading this letter, Zhou Chunfeng's heart was relieved.

Xiao Chao curiously took the letter from Zhou Chunfeng's hand. The more he read it, the more incredible it became. His sister-in-law was truly a wonderful person. She even left a secret letter for Old Zhou before fleeing.

"No, where is the island my sister-in-law is talking about? Where is there an island in Yanzhou City?"

Zhou Chunfeng was in a good mood and rarely showed any kindness to Xiao Chao. He took the letter back from his hand, folded it, and put it in his clothes like a treasure: "You know too little."

Xiao Chao: ...

Xiao Chao felt that he was being criticized again for no apparent reason, and he rolled his eyes in frustration.

Zhou Chunfeng didn't bother to pay attention to him. He turned around and strode out of the room. Now that he knew where Jiang Li and the child were, it would be much easier to contact them in the future.

Xiao Chao followed him out and pointed at the corner of the courtyard wall: "Hey, Old Zhou, what's that thing you're planting in that pile of sand in your yard? It's growing really well."

Zhou Chunfeng looked in the direction of the sound and saw the green stems of yams that were half a person's height. A smile appeared on his face.

From this, we can infer that Jiang Li and her child left Shilitun several months ago. She must have been very sad that she couldn't take away the yam seedlings she cultivated when the snow melted.

Thinking of this, Zhou Chunfeng waved his hand to the soldiers waiting outside the courtyard gate and said, "Come in, carefully pick up the pile of yams in the corner, including the mud and sand, and take them away."

Several soldiers came forward and ordered, "Yes."

Xiao Chao: ...

What the hell? A few seemingly insignificant things, why take them away?

Can you eat?