My best friend is living a famine-stricken life; you're going crazy, I'm farming.

Chapter 167 Don’t be afraid, I’m here

"Outrageous! Outdated! These people are just wasting air by living!" Xu Yingying cursed as soon as she entered the room.

They were clearly trying to warn everyone to prepare for the future, but instead, they became the ones who brought disaster upon themselves.

I've never been this angry in either of my two lifetimes.

"Anyway, we're leaving anyway." Yang Fenglan didn't take those ridiculous remarks to heart.

On the contrary, she felt more at ease after this experience.

Seeing her like this, Xu Yingying didn't continue the topic. Saying more would only make her angry.

Have you communicated with your parents yet?

“There was no communication, but once I leave, they will definitely use looking for me as an excuse to go out.” Xu Yingying said as she put the clothes that Yang Fenglan had folded into her basket.

Zhou Jingyi didn't have many clothes. After collecting the clothes, he went to the kitchen to collect the bowls, chopsticks, oil lamp, pots and pans, and finally, he bundled the bedding onto his backpack.

Yang Fenglan stuffed the oilcloth she had prepared in advance into her basket and also tied on the quilt.

The bedding I brought today is all thin; the thick winter quilts have already been sent up the mountain, so the basket isn't too heavy.

After packing her things and coming out of the house, Yang Fenglan saw a figure flash behind the tree trunk next to her house.

“Someone is keeping an eye on us outside. If we don’t leave today, someone will probably come again tomorrow morning.”

Zhou Jingyi pursed his lips tightly. "Mother, let's ignore them. They'll regret it when they starve to death."

Yang Fenglan was surprised that her son could say such sensible words, and praised him casually, "Jingyi has grown up and become sensible."

Zhou Jingyi smiled sheepishly.

He locked the door, slung his basket over his shoulder, and picked up a bucket filled with small items that couldn't fit in the basket.

Yang Fenglan was bending down to put on her backpack when Xu Yingying beat her to it, saying, "You're so small, don't hurt yourself."

Yang Fenglan looked at her best friend with emotion, "Okay, you're taller, you can do it. I'll switch when you get tired."

The sun has already set, and it will soon be dark.

Yang Fenglan still chose to set off now.

If you go into the mountains during the day, you might get spotted.

As we left the village, people followed us at a distance.

That's because some people were afraid that if she, this "jinx," didn't leave, the village would suffer.

The group pretended to head towards Qingyang County. Once the tail behind them was no longer following, they took a detour, waded across a shallow river, and headed to the foot of the mountain on the other side of the river.

Continue along the woods towards the south mountain.

Just by going around this short distance, it gets completely dark.

"We'll have to spend the night in the woods tonight." Yang Fenglan looked at Xu Yingying. "Are you scared?"

Before Xu Yingying could answer, she heard Zhou Jingyi say, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The boy who used to cry all the time seems to have really grown up.

……

Xu family.

Lin Cuiniang had been anxiously waiting in the courtyard, wondering, "Why hasn't Yingying come back yet, even though it's already dark?"

Xu Dazhu comforted him, "Don't worry too much. He's a big guy, he won't get lost."

The couple looked worried, as if they knew nothing.

"What are we waiting for?" Old Mrs. Xu said angrily. "That slut has already run off with some other man!"

"Mother, what nonsense are you talking about!" Xu Dazhu looked at his mother with displeasure. "Yingying is also your granddaughter, yet you are slandering her reputation like this."

"The whole village knows, and you still accuse me of slandering her? What kind of good child do you two think you have?" Old Mrs. Xu said sarcastically.

Xu Dazhu: "We can't raise good children, only you can. You raised an unfilial son like me and a lazybones like the third son. You're the best!"

"Hey! You've gone too far!" Old Mrs. Xu raised her hand and slapped him.

Xu Dazhu was stunned. "Mother, you actually hit me?"

"It was you who hit!"

It's one thing to be constantly harassed by that vile Xu Yingying, but now even her usually honest eldest son dares to talk to her like that.

It is simply the opposite of Tiangang!

"Fine, fine, you still favor the third son, don't you?" Xu Dazhu turned around and went back into the house in anger.

Seeing this, Lin Cuiniang hurriedly pulled Xu Chunsheng back to her own room.