Farm Gate's Eldest Sister: Female Special Forces Soldier Relies on Farming to Rise Against the Odds

Qiu Yan, a modern female soldier, unfortunately transmigrated into the body of the short-lived 'Qiu Yan' during a mission, whose life was full of misfortunes.

As a child, her mother d...

Chapter 672 Returning to the Village

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Qiu Yan rode her steed back to the village.

Behind them followed two women, Qin Susu and Bai Lu, who were also riding horses.

Behind them was a horse-drawn carriage.

Ling Qi and Ling Ba rode horses in front of the carriage, carrying Qiu Xu, Qiu Ling'er, and Gu Xiaoran back to the village.

As for Elder Mu, Qiu Ling'er originally wanted to bring him along, but Elder Mu said that he had some rare free time and was going to have tea with his old friend, Elder Meng.

When Qin Susu first arrived in Lingnan Village, everything around her piqued her curiosity.

Throughout the journey, she kept talking, asking Bailu questions about everything here.

As for Qiu Yan, given Gu Xiaoran's interference, she'd better not make a fool of herself.

Qiu Ling'er, on the other hand, was discussing academic matters with her brother. She wasn't interested and didn't join in the conversation.

So she had no choice but to bother Bailu.

"Sister Bailu, have you been here before?"

"I've been here."

"The villagers there seem very simple and honest. Have you had any dealings with them?" (Reading)

"No."

"..."

Bai Lu briefly answered a few questions, but couldn't stand Qin Susu's nagging, so she simply rode away on her horse.

Qin Susu pouted, wanting to follow, but she was more interested in attending the rural wedding banquet.

She walked and whispered to herself.

"Sigh, what kind of village is this? It's so poor."

Apart from Qiu Yan's family, almost every villager's clothes were patched upon patched.

Before long, they arrived home.

Qiu Xu went to the Li family immediately, but unfortunately, there were only two junior brothers and two maids who served Li Wenqing and his brother at his master's house.

Qiu Xu and the two maids looked at each other in bewilderment.

Qiu Yan guessed that Gu Qian must have bought these two girls to take care of the two children.

After delivering the carriage, she went to Old Man Zhao's house.

After arriving at Old Man Zhao's house, Qiu Yan and the others were warmly received by Mrs. Liu and found a table to sit down.

Fortunately, no one asked her about her injury anymore.

Qin Susu, being an outsider, naturally attracted a lot of inquiries.

Qin Susu was attending a rural wedding banquet for the first time and found everything fascinating. She kept introducing herself to the villagers.

"My name is Qin Susu, and I'm Qiu Yan's good friend..."

Gu Xiaoran looked around, searching for a place for her master and mistress to sit.

Because he was running around, the little girl's attire naturally attracted the curiosity of the villagers.

When asked this question, Gu Xiaoran replied as usual, "Grandpa and Grandma, you've mistaken me for someone else. I'm Xiaoyu, not Xiaoran."

On the other side, Zhao Juan, dressed in a red dress, sat blankly on the edge of Zhao Yougui's kang (a heated brick bed), tears streaming down her face.

"Juan'er, today is your big day, why are you crying?" Zhao Qiufeng's wife comforted her from the side.

Now that Zhao Juan no longer lives in their house, there is no longer any conflict or grudge between her and Zhao Juan.

As a result, their relationship is now significantly better than before.

My aunt did the same thing at our last wedding, but after the engagement was called off, that enthusiasm disappeared.

Now, her aunt treats her with increasing politeness.

Zhao Juan knew that even if it were someone else, they might not be able to tolerate her.

Even her own mother didn't like her, so she didn't expect anyone else to treat her well.

It was through meeting Qiu Yan and being saved by her that she realized there are still many good people in this world.

Therefore, she didn't care about anything else, only hoping that she would never again live a life dependent on others.

“Auntie, I’m so happy,” Zhao Juan said, her voice choked with emotion.

She kept telling herself not to cry, but she couldn't help but shed tears.

She was afraid of repeating the same mistake.