After listening to what Ahao said about Yang Ruoqing's experience, the woman's face showed regret and sympathy.
"Hey, she is also a girl who has a hard life. War really kills people. Family members are separated from each other. Hey..." The woman sighed repeatedly.
Yang Ruoqing stood there silently, her eyes glowing with a faint red color.
Although the experience in Baiyazhai was made up by herself, she was actually experiencing the separation of family members.
Emotions are triggered, and sadness comes out unconsciously.
In the eyes of Ahao mother and son, they sympathized even more.
Ah Hao said to the woman: "Mom, please stop saying these words. If you say too much, it will make Ah Qing sad."
"The sky is dead, Black Lotus is in power, Maitreya is born, and the world is in good health."
"I believe that the supreme Maitreya Buddha will bless A-Qing to find her relatives!" A-Hao said firmly.
After hearing this, the woman quickly nodded in agreement.
"Yes, I will definitely find it."
Listening to the conversation between Ah Hao and her son, Yang Ruoqing was secretly surprised.
Aren't these words the slogan of the Black Lotus Sect's uprising?
There were two founders of the Black Lotus Sect at that time, and it was said that they were sworn brothers.
The eldest brother's name is Wang Chao, and the second brother's name is Zhang Lei.
According to external rumors, this king Chao was the reincarnation of Maitreya Buddha, and the two brothers established the Black Lotus Sect, calling themselves Generals of Heaven and Earth.
He said that he would do justice for heaven and save the poor and suffering people in the world from the heat of water.
Indeed, the Black Lotus Sect treats the common people well, robbing the rich and giving to the poor, and attacking local tyrants and evil gentry everywhere.
There is no absolute good or evil in any sect. The key point is the stance and purpose.
In the process of achieving their goals, sectarian ideas will have a certain impact on the sect's actions.
The banner of the Black Lotus Sect is to save the people, so Yang Ruoqing can clearly feel it from the conversation between Ahao and her son.
In the past few years, the Black Lotus Sect has really grown and developed in the Nanman area.
The villagers in these villages all believe in it and support it.
"Sister Ah Qing, come on, let's go inside and talk!"
The woman's voice brought Yang Ruoqing back from her thoughts.
She nodded slightly and followed the woman towards the stilted building.
After walking up several handheld wooden stairs, Yang Ruoqing followed the woman into the house.
The structure of the house inside is a simple main room with two small sleeping rooms on the left and right.
Beams and columns made of bamboo, tables and chairs made of bamboo.
The furnishings in the house are somewhat different from those in Changping Village.
The farmhouses in the Changping Village area are equipped with an Eight Immortals table and four long stools, and the kitchen is located in another small room.
And here, the main room is also a kitchen and a dining hall.
In the middle of the main room, a hanging pot hangs.
Under the pot, there is a simple iron nest, with some dry branches and other things placed in the iron nest.
Next to it, there are two low small kang tables put together. On one kang table are some utensils for cutting and washing vegetables, as well as bowls and chopsticks.
On another table are a bamboo teapot and tea bowl.
Then on the surrounding walls, wooden and bamboo stakes were nailed, and there were hanging raincoats, bamboo hats, and whole bunches of dried red peppers and corn cobs.
Antique and full of farmhouse flavor!
Although they are poor, it can be seen that Ahao's family is very happy living here and taking good care of their little life.
"Come on, sister Aqing, take a sip of tea to moisten your throat."
The woman's rough fingers brought a bowl of warm tea to Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing quickly stood up from the small bamboo stool and took the bamboo bowl from the woman's hand with both hands: "Thank you, aunt."
The woman smiled lovingly, "We can meet each other and sit together to drink tea. In the words of Maitreya Buddha, this is fate."
"Sister Ah Qing, you are in trouble, don't worry, just treat this place as your home for the time being."
"Ahao is familiar with the terrain in this area. I'll ask him to find out about your relatives tomorrow."
"You can live with me with peace of mind, don't worry, huh?"
Facing the woman's sincere invitation, Yang Ruoqing felt a little moved and a little apologetic.
"Well, thank you, aunt, for taking me in." She said softly.
The woman smiled and nodded, seeing that Yang Ruoqing refused to drink tea and looked reserved.
The woman herself quickly picked up a bowl of tea and drank it with Yang Ruoqing.
"Drink tea, drink tea."
"okay."
"Mom, look, I've gained quite a lot today. I've been out for half a day, and there's a hare and a pheasant!"
Ah Hao came in from outside, holding two game animals he had hunted in his hand, and said to the woman excitedly.
The woman quickly put down the tea bowl in her hand, raised her hand to weigh the rabbit and pheasant, and nodded happily.
"My Ah Hao is so awesome. He gained so much in just half a day!"
"I'm going to clean it up now. I'll use it to entertain Miss A-Qing later in the night."
The woman said that she was about to pick up the hares and pheasants to clean them up. Ahao said, "Mom, you stay here and chat with Ah Qing while I go and clean them up."
The woman thought for a moment and thought so, so she nodded happily.
Yang Ruoqing spoke up at this time.
"Auntie, Brother Ahao, you don't have to be so polite. I'll eat whatever you eat. I'd better keep these prey and sell them to help support the family!" she said.
The woman smiled and shook her head: "It's not just for you, we also want to eat. You, just sit down and drink tea in peace!"
Ah Hao went to pack up the game, while the woman and Yang Ruoqing sat at the small kang table, cooking and drinking tea.
Regarding the language of the Gaoshan people, Yang Ruoqing learned some commonly used and short words.
In order not to expose her secrets, Yang Ruoqing just sat there and listened to the woman with a smile, occasionally nodding or shaking her head.
The woman was very talkative, and as she talked, the sky outside gradually darkened.
"Hey, the sun is setting. Why hasn't Hao come back yet? It's time to cook dinner!"
The woman stood up, found a tung oil lamp on the window sill, and just lit it.
Outside the house, there were sounds of quarreling.
"What's going on?"
The woman muttered something and stuck her head out of the propped window.
"It's her?" She was surprised.
Outside the window, the sound of quarreling came again, the voice of a young woman.
The night breeze also spread the word 'Aqing' into the room.
Yang Ruoqing was surprised. Wasn't the person who called Ah Qing the same person as herself?
She immediately stood up and came to the window to look out with the woman.
At the intersection outside the stilted building, Ah Hao was standing there, holding the packed game in his hand. It seemed that he was about to go home.
In front of him, a girl wearing traditional clothing of the Gaoshan people was blocking Ahao's way with her hands stretched out.
"Brother Ahao, the aunts and sisters-in-law in the village said that you brought back a woman named Aqing from outside,"
"Tell me, you don't want to get married to me. Do you like that A-Qing?" the woman asked sharply.
