"I heard it and came here to find you!"

Having made an agreement with Zhuiyun, Yang Ruoqing hurried back to the village before the last ray of light was swallowed up by the dusk.

Yang Huazhong and the others still haven't come back.

Mrs. Sun was sitting alone at the door of the stove cooking the night meal. The woman stuffed a handful of firewood and stared blankly at the light dancing in the stove.

Dajie had already moved back to live with Ga Po. In the next room, Daan was sitting at the table reading a book.

Xiao An sat aside, his head drooped, looking drowsy.

"Mom, I'm back."

Yang Ruoqing entered the kitchen.

Mrs. Sun came to her senses and quickly stood up.

"Qing'er, where have you been? Why did you come back so late?" the woman asked.

Yang Ruoqing walked over and lit another soybean oil lamp.

The light in the kitchen suddenly became brighter.

As soon as the light became brighter, some of the gloom and mist that shrouded everyone's minds was dispelled.

"I didn't go anywhere, I just went to Xiaoyu's place and had a conversation," she said.

"Oh." Mrs. Sun didn't ask any more questions.

The lid of the pot was opened, noodles were boiling in the pot, and the woman cracked three poached eggs into the pot.

"Qing'er, call your two younger brothers over, let's have dinner!"

"Hey, okay!"

Yang Ruoqing immediately entered the room next door.

When I saw Xiao An lying sleepy at the table, I felt heartbroken.

She came over, held Xiao An in her arms from behind, and casually said to Da An: "Brother, come to the kitchen to eat."

"Um."

Da'an responded, "Sister, you go over first, I'll pack up the paper and pen and I'll be right back."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, then carried Xiao An back to the kitchen.

Mrs. Sun had already set out bowls and chopsticks on the small table, with three bowls of hot noodles, each with a poached egg on top.

On the table, there is also a bowl of cucumber salad and a bowl of dried tofu.

"Hey, Xiao An is asleep? He hasn't taken a shower yet and he's still hungry!"

Sun said, quickly come over and pick up Xiao An.

The woman gently woke up Xiao An.

At this time, Daan also came over, and everyone sat down around the table.

"Why hasn't my father come back yet?"

Daan looked at the night outside the house and asked.

Sun shook her head and sighed.

Yang Ruoqing handed the chopsticks to Daan: "Dad and the others should be home later. Come and eat noodles."

Yang Ruoqing discovered that there was no Sun family.

"Mom, why don't you eat?" she asked.

The woman shook her head: "I'll wait for your father to come back and eat together."

Yang Ruoqing frowned, "How can it be done? Dad doesn't know when he will come home. How about you eat first?"

The woman still shook her head: "You guys can eat. It's hot today and I don't have much appetite at night."

Seeing this, Yang Ruoqing stopped trying to persuade her.

The two siblings started eating, but Xiao An was still in a daze, so Sun simply fed her there.

The family ate in silence.

No one spoke anymore.

Occasionally, from the front yard of Old Yang's house, we could hear Mr. Tan crying and cursing.

Crying for Yang Huamei and worrying about her.

To scold is to scold Yang.

Tan placed all the blame for Yang Huamei's disappearance on the second wife.

Yang Ruoqing buried her head and ate every noodle carefully.

If she had felt a little happy about Yang Huamei's disappearance earlier.

I feel that Yang Huamei should be made to suffer.

But it turned out to be like this, and she wanted to find Yang Huamei as soon as possible.

This burdensome guy can’t even live a peaceful life!

After dinner, Mrs. Sun fetched water and helped Daan and Xiaoan wash themselves.

Yang Ruoqing was busy smoking the burning mugwort leaves around the room.

Summer nights in the countryside are humid and hot.

Mosquitoes can get in through the gaps between doors and windows that are not well sealed.

Fume it with mugwort and tighten the tents of the two brothers' cots to ensure they have a sound sleep.

By the time she finished all this, Sun's side was almost done washing up.

After the two boys went to bed, Mrs. Sun urged Yang Ruoqing: "You have been busy all day, so hurry up and wash up and go to bed."

"Well, I'll go right away."

When Yang Ruoqing was taking a shower in the next room, she heard a noise coming from outside.

It's Yang Huazhong who is back.

The two boys were sleeping, so Mrs. Sun took Yang Huazhong and went straight into the kitchen to talk.

Yang Ruoqing finished washing quickly, changed her clothes and came to the kitchen.

The noodles cooked by Mrs. Sun had just come out of the pot and she brought a bowl to Yang Huazhong.

The man was sitting on the pony, wolfing down the cold cucumber in front of him.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing come in, Yang Huazhong swallowed the noodles in his mouth.

“I’ve searched all directions from east to west, north to west, but still nothing!”

Yang Huazhong said.

"We went from house to house in Baojia Village, Yanjia Village, and Jinjia Village, and no one said they had seen him."

"It's been two days, your sister-in-law is in trouble this time!" said the man.

Yang Ruoqing frowned.

Mrs. Sun took a deep breath.

"So Master Qing'er and the others are back, right? Have you said what's going to happen next? Are you still looking for them?"

asked Sun.

Yang Huazhong shook his head: "Dad didn't say."

"When he was halfway through finding it, his body couldn't bear it anymore."

"After that, Lao Wu and I took him door to door and asked him questions."

"I just sent him back to the east room. My second sister-in-law has gone to get some food. I'm afraid she will tell us after he has eaten whether he is looking for it or not," the man said.

Sun didn't ask any more questions.

Yang Ruoqing returned to her room and lay on the bed.

But there was no sleep at all.

She pricked up her ears, catching the movement outside.

We searched in all three directions: east, west, north, that is to say, we only didn't look for Mianniu Mountain in the south.

Next, it’s up to Chaiyun.

She harbored a trace of luck, but did not dare to place too much hope.

After all, Zhuiyun is a wild wolf, not a specially trained police dog.

Besides, what if Yang Huamei was really lost in Mianniu Mountain to the south?

It's been two days and two nights, and I'm afraid it has already become a meal for the beasts.

That tonnage is a rich meal!

Next door, Lao Yangtou never came looking.

My mother seemed to have scooped out some water and asked my father to take a random bath in the yard.

Then, the couple went back to the next door room.

It’s time for dad to lie down and take a nap...

I never heard the wolf howl from Zhuiyun.

Alas, it seems there is no chance.

Yang Ruoqing turned over in the darkness and fell asleep.

Later in the night.

She was suddenly startled by the sound of banging on the door.

She shuddered and sat up suddenly.

The sound came from the door of the house.

thief?

then what?

She picked up a stick placed beside the bed and got out of bed quietly.

Come to the door and look out through the crack in the door.

Under the moonlight, on the ground in the yard opposite the door of the house, a snow-white figure squatted there.

It was staring at the door of her house with its head tilted.

The scarlet tongue stuck out.

Its gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the thin door, when she inside put her eyes against the crack of the door and looked out.

It tilted its head and slapped its thick tail on the ground behind it a few times.

It's like saying hello to her.

Yang Ruoqing was overjoyed.

It’s Chaiyun!

It actually came to the door, so it must have found traces of Yang Huamei.
Chapter completed!