"Pear paste candy, pear paste candy..."
A young vendor with a unique Jiaodong accent was hawking in the village, and soon attracted many villagers to watch.
Even though it was already dark, it could not stop the villagers from buying things.
"The eldest sister is as beautiful as a flower. After eating my pear candy, her skin becomes white and beautiful."
"Brother is handsome and handsome. If you eat some pear paste candy, you will definitely attract wealth and become a member's beau."
Han Yiyun sang a tune he made up, making the villagers laugh.
An older brother tugged on his sleeve with a smile on his face.
"You're a sweet-talking little guy. You haven't stayed here tonight, so why not go to my house?"
Han Yiyun was polite when he saw Zhan Qingyue's long hair simply gathered up in an inconspicuous small courtyard, holding a lantern and walking towards the brightly lit place.
When she heard the tune of Huangbei's folk song just now, her heart skipped a beat. It must have been Han Yiyun who came for her.
Looking at it now, it turns out to be true.
The two looked at each other and their eyes turned red unconsciously.
But since there were so many villagers surrounding him, it was difficult to come forward and recognize him.
When the simple villagers saw Zhan Qingyue coming, they all smiled and made way for her.
"Little girl, you are here. There is a little seller of pear candy here. He said that he stopped coughing after eating the pear candy."
An aunt enthusiastically took Zhan Qingyue's hand and introduced the pear candy in Han Yiyun's bag.
Zhan Qingyue glanced at Han Yiyun with a smile, then calmly picked up the pear candy and smelled it gently.
"Grandma Sun, the ingredients used in this pear paste candy are very authentic. A spoonful of sugar to a bowl of water can cure Uncle Sun's night cough."
The grandma Sun in front of me had come to see Zhan Qingyue several times before and received medicine several times. Now that she heard that the pear candy works, she was naturally happy.
Han Yiyun finally got rid of the villagers and spent an uneasy night at a man's house.
Early in the morning, I finally asked him to look for an opportunity and successfully met Zhan Qingyue.
"Yue, you have been wronged during this period. Life in this village must be difficult. Come back with me soon. Everyone is worried about you."
Han Yiyun held Zhan Qingyue's hand happily.
Zhan Qingyue looked around and took back his hand calmly.
There are Prince Jing's people everywhere. It's not easy for Han Yiyun to sneak in smoothly, but we can't let him get involved again.
What's more, I still have things to finish, so I can't give up halfway.
At this thought, Zhan Qingyue frowned slightly and looked at Han Yiyun bitterly: "Brother Han, I can't go back with you for the time being. If I go back like this before the things are done, I'm afraid the people behind me won't let it go."
Han Yiyun naturally knew what she was referring to, and seeing her insistence, he wanted to say more.
At this moment, a dark and thin man hurriedly ran towards Zhan Qingyue.
"Little girl, please help my youngest brother. A group of them went hunting in the mountains five days ago. Now they are back. They say they encountered a big insect."
He was a grown man, crying and speaking incoherently.
"My third child was brought back by his brothers. The situation is not good."
Zhan Qingyue's face darkened and she shouted in a low voice: "Take me there quickly."
The thin, dark man obviously didn't react, so he took Zhan Qingyue with him and walked forward.
Seeing that both of them were leaving, Han Yiyun quickly followed them with his burden.
Only when we met the person did we know how badly the man was injured. The injured man's belly was bulging, his face was pale, and he was unconscious. There was a particularly scary bruise on his belly.
Zhan Qingyue couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw it: "He has suffered internal injuries. If the blood bulging in his stomach is not drained, he will not be able to be saved."
She glanced at Han Yiyun seriously.
Perhaps it was a natural tacit understanding between the two. Han Yiyun quickly raised his hand and urged: "Brother, what are you doing standing still? Go and boil water."
The thin, dark man looked at Zhan Qingyue tremblingly.
Zhan Qingyue reported a series of things with a calm face.
"Clean cotton cloth, fresh bamboo tubes, spirits, scissors..."
The thin, dark man was dumbfounded. He was from a farmer's family, how could he collect so many things at once?
Han Yiyun couldn't stand it anymore, so he took something out of the cargo box and stuffed it into the man's hand.
As soon as the man put the things away, he hurriedly went to find his mother-in-law to boil water.
When the boiling water arrived, Zhan Qingyue was already preparing to rescue people.
When Han Yiyun saw this, he quickly drove the rest of the people out.
Zhan Qingyue was busy in the room for most of an hour.
Han Yiyun saw that the thin black man had been frightened, so he had no choice but to help him run forward and backward.
Fortunately, the person was finally rescued.
Han Yiyun stayed in the village until the injured person woke up and could eat, and then left.
Soon, the news of Zhan Qingyue's rescue reached Prince Jing's ears.
"...Such a serious injury was actually saved by Zhan Qingyue. That little salesman helped pour basins of blood and water. It was scary..."
When Prince Jing heard the report coming from his subordinates, he unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth and valued Zhan Qingyue more and more.
After returning to the station, Han Yiyun was still worried about leaving Zhan Qingyue in the village, and went to the village every now and then to wander around with his load.
The villagers were already familiar with him. This visit naturally attracted the attention of the guards outside Zhan Qingyue Courtyard. However, they did not expect to find anything, so they had to give up.
Days push people forward.
The autumn harvest is coming soon. The weather is good this year, and Han Yiyun organized the excavation of the river, which makes everyone's life a lot easier.
Early that morning, a village woman who was preparing to harvest rice in the field burst into tears.
"Oh, it's the man who killed a thousand people who came to harm the crops in my field. He's killing people, so he should give birth to a child without an asshole."
As the woman cursed, the villagers working in the surrounding fields also began to curse.
The experienced elders went to the fields for a walk, and their faces suddenly turned as black as carbon.
"It's over, this is a wild boar coming down the mountain."
Everyone looked at each other.
"Fifth uncle, you have to see clearly. There have been no wild boars in our village for several years. How could this happen?"
The elders in the crowd didn't say much when faced with the doubts of the younger ones. They poked a piece of pig manure from the damaged rice field with a wooden stick.
"Xiao Shanzi, your pig manure?"
The villager named Xiaoshanzi was stunned, waved his hands repeatedly, and said with a smile: "Uncle Wu, are you kidding me? You don't know how poor my family is? Where can I still have enough food to raise pigs?"
After he finished speaking, everyone suddenly realized and became extremely anxious. They all looked at the fifth uncle.
The fifth uncle frowned and moved his white beard as if he was deep in thought.
"According to past practice, we have to dig a trap."
After he finished speaking, even he fell silent.
Zhan Qingyue listened to everyone's discussion with a frown on her face.
