bookrandom Chapter 184 The whole group arrives at Hanhua Village
Chapter 184 The whole group arrives at Hanhua Village
Although Xie Jin and his group had already settled in the city, they still followed the caravan to Hanhua Village. Mu Shengxian had taken care of the carts, horses, and provisions.
By the time we finally arrived at our destination, it was already dark.
Hanhua Village became a deserted place, and the village head of the village closest to Hanhua Village became their village head.
As everyone passed through this village, they couldn't help but think – no wonder it's a village so close to the prefectural city, it's wonderful!
Curiosity and anticipation stirred within them. They had heard that the village they were going to stay in was a deserted village, and from what they had seen along the way, it couldn't be too bad.
When they reached the middle of the village, two people carrying lanterns came to greet them.
According to the visitors, their surname is Guo, and they are the two sons of the village head. Their father was unable to come due to a relapse of his illness, and they asked for their forgiveness.
Zhou Tou, who was sent by Steward Qiao to lead the way, couldn't help but frown.
The previous refugees were treated poorly, but these refugees are no ordinary refugees.
However, he didn't say much and simply had someone stamp the receipt document.
Meng Fuqing lifted the carriage curtain and saw this scene, then pondered it to himself.
The officials brought a village to the territory under the jurisdiction of the village head. This was an official matter. Was such negligence a sign of disrespect for the refugees or contempt for the government?
Any normal village head should understand this principle; could it be that this one from Guojia Village got his position through connections?
Subsequent conversations between the two parties further confirmed her suspicions.
"Sir, Hanhua Village isn't far from our Guo Family Village, and there are no outsiders there, so you see..."
"You don't need to arrange accommodation. Just let me know if anything comes up in the future."
Guo Lizheng's two sons shifted their gaze from the carriages and horses at the front of the procession to Zhou Tou, and said with a smile, "Of course, when my father is feeling better tomorrow, he will definitely make a trip to Hanhua Village himself."
After that, Zhou Tou led the convoy to continue towards Hanhua Village.
Guo Lizheng's two sons stood by the roadside, dumbfounded as a long convoy of vehicles passed in front of them, their jaws nearly dropping in astonishment.
Their father thought they were just a bunch of poor, destitute refugees, and that since they had been assigned to a place like Hanhua Village, they weren't worth his time, so he sent them away.
This place doesn't look poor at all; it's clearly a wealthy family that's come!
Thinking this, they hurried home to tell their father the news.
By the time we arrived at Hanhua Village, it was already late at night.
Even though the torches couldn't illuminate the entire village, the people in the convoy couldn't help but carefully examine the houses overgrown with weeds.
This is where they will live for a long time to come, a place where their descendants will live.
Despite the current state of decline, they envision a beautiful future for Hanhua Village, filled with the smoke of cooking fires and the sight of flowing water.
Meng Bochang, who had served as the village chief of Mengjia Village and later Hanhua Village, struck a gong, and the convoy stopped.
Meng Bochang said loudly, "Everyone should get a good rest tonight. Starting tomorrow, we'll all be busy cleaning the houses, yards, building houses, and clearing wasteland."
As long as we all work together with the same determination we had when we were fleeing famine, there's no obstacle we can't overcome! Just like Qingya said—unity is strength!
Unsurprisingly, the last sentence was something he learned from Meng Fuqing.
As soon as he finished speaking, smiles bloomed on everyone's faces, and he repeated loudly, "Unity is strength!"
After laughing, yelling, and venting, the urgent problem of sleeping needs to be solved.
Even though they had spent the night there, it didn't delay the day. The group set up simple tents and lit a fire, just like they were on their way to escape.
Xie Jin then discussed the fate of the weapons with Du Zhongmeng, Fu Qing, and the others, and in the end, everyone unanimously decided to let Xie Jin handle them.
"Does Young Master Xie have a place to dispose of them?" Du Zhong asked with some apprehension.
After settling in, their carriages and horses were inspected a second time. If it weren't for Manager Qiao's presence and the officials' lax inspection, they might have lost their heads by now.
Xie Jin has a special identity. If it is discovered that he has so many weapons, who knows what kind of storm it will cause.
“I wouldn’t take it on if it weren’t for that,” Xie Jin said, looking at Meng Fuqing. “What do you think, Miss Meng?”
Meng Fuqing waved his hand, "Dangerous items, store with care."
Afterwards, Mu Sheng directed everyone to gather the weapons onto the carriage that Xie Jin had been given, and soon the carriage carrying the weapons disappeared into the night.
After finishing this matter, most people had already gone to sleep, and Xie Jin finally got a chance to speak with Meng Fuqing alone.
"After drinking your water, my fever flared up later. Meng Fuqing, thank you."
"It wasn't cured after all?" Meng Fuqing said with slight regret.
Calling the stream in this space a spiritual spring is a bit of an exaggeration. If it could detoxify, then it would certainly live up to its name.
Xie Jin was silent for a moment, "Do you know that I once soaked in a cold pool for a whole day, but I still couldn't suppress the heat poison?"
"It seems to be working well." Meng Fuqing turned his head to look at him. "Our cooperation has ended. If you want my water, then the things I promised you back in Black Tiger Village are off the table."
Xie Jin pursed his lips. "I don't want your water."
"……really?"
"real."
Meng Fuqing was speechless for a moment before saying, "You'd better think about it quickly, otherwise I'll keep worrying about it."
Xie Jin raised an eyebrow slightly. "You also thought of me? That's not bad."
Meng Fuqing felt that Xie Jin's flirting skills were quite adept, and glanced at him indifferently, "I should rest."
After saying that, she yawned and walked back.
Xie Jin keenly sensed her change in mood, but didn't know why. He frowned slightly and said, "I've made up my mind, Meng Fuqing."
Meng Fuqing stopped walking and turned to look at him. "Speak."
Xie Jin looked down at her and said softly, "I want the red string on your wrist, because it's something you rarely carry with you. I'm worried that this might be considered a secret exchange, so can I hug you?"
From today onwards, I will be busy searching for an antidote, and I will deliberately distance myself from you until I am certain it is completely safe.
These words were unexpectedly frank and...pure. What a contradictory person.
Thinking this, Meng Fuqing glanced at the red string on her wrist. "This was given to me by my mother to keep me safe, so I can't give it to you. There will be too many people talking, and you can't hug me."
She watched helplessly as those deep, bright eyes dimmed, then changed the subject, "But, it can be done secretly."
So the two hid in the banyan tree as if they were having an affair.
Using the leaves for cover, Xie Jin pulled Meng Fuqing into his arms and said in a low voice, "Meng Fuqing, that guy surnamed Qin came looking for you. Can you please ignore him?"
Meng Fuqing shifted uncomfortably, feeling a little uncomfortable with such close proximity, but couldn't help but smile when she heard what the other person said: "He's looking for Yan He."
After saying that, she pushed the person away and returned to the ground, saying, "I'm going back."
Suddenly, his arms felt empty. Xie Jin's fingers curled up slightly. He took one last look at Meng Fuqing's back before disappearing into the desolation with his men.
Meng Fuqing was indeed sleepy, but he still crawled into the space behind the tent.
There was no abnormality at the place where the meteorite disappeared.
The wolves were having a great time playing around in the space. Even though there were no obstructions in front of or behind the villa, it was as if there was a barrier for them.
She walked into the villa, and everything looked familiar. Meng Fuqing couldn't help but suspect that the meteorite and the blood ring were made of different materials, and that it was the similarity that caused the meteorite to be swallowed.
Otherwise, if anyone could just pry a piece off a meteorite, drip their own blood on it, wouldn't the entire universe be commonplace?
Having gained nothing, Meng Fuqing simply slept on the soft and comfortable bed in the space villa.
The next day, after washing up, she came out of the space, only to find not a busy and lively scene, but a chaotic scene of arguing.