Qin Chunhong rolled her eyes, thought for a moment, and said, "Girl, there are two stone houses behind the village. Their families have all gone to the county town, so they are empty now. They usually ask us to take care of them. You can move in first, and I will ask someone to send a message to their families later."

"Okay, Auntie, I'll go back and tidy up. When you're done, come and show me the house. If it's okay, I plan to move in today."

Ruan Miaomiao felt much more satisfied when she heard about the stone-walled house.

After all, most of the houses in the village were made of adobe and thatched roofs, so a stone-walled house was considered quite nice.

In addition, in this era, being able to move an entire family from the village to the county town meant that one must have some ability.

This type of house has good feng shui and brings good fortune to its inhabitants.

These days, she's been constantly bothered by Shen Qingming and Zhao Xiuyun, and she feels like she's been tainted by bad luck. She's been wanting to find something that can bring her good fortune for a long time.

When Qin Chunhong and Ruan Miaomiao were discussing looking at houses, Zhou Jianguo interjected, "Ruan, you're a young woman living alone outside, what if..."

Zhou Jianguo didn't finish his sentence, but his words were full of worry: "Such a pretty girl living alone, won't she attract unwanted attention?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Chunhong also became worried, and words of advice to dissuade Ruan Miaomiao were on the tip of her tongue.

Ruan Miaomiao hurriedly explained, "Uncle, Aunt, my grandfather, father, uncles and brothers are all soldiers. I have been training with them since I was a child. I can take on ten men at once without any problem."

Both of them thought Ruan Miaomiao was exaggerating, but after hearing about Ruan Miaomiao's background, they were shocked but also relieved.

At worst, we can ask the neighbors to look out for us.

******

"Brother Yun, what do you think? Isn't that female educated youth pretty enough?"

Gou Dan stood on the road not far from the educated youth compound, staring at Zhao Xiuyun for a long time.

Zhou Jingyun looked at Gou Dan with a look of disgust: "This is the woman you described as being whiter, more tender, and more fragrant than freshly made tofu?"