Chapter 151 This Master Zhao

Seeing that everyone was not worried at all, and recalling the chaos in the village when Xiao Jiuer was kidnapped by bandits last time, Zhao Xingjian gradually calmed down.

It seems that he really knows too little about Heihe Village.

He always thought that Ye Buwei was the biggest secret of Heihe Village, but now it seems that there is more to it than that.

The village head looked up at the sky and said, "It's almost dawn. I guess they'll be back soon! Everyone, hurry back and get some food. After we finish eating, the whole village will go to the mountain together to shovel snow and dig a road, as a way to welcome them back!"

"Okay, the headman is right!"

Everyone rushed home.

“We must give them a warm welcome!”

"Yan Ping's father is actually seriously ill, but he's been hiding it from everyone and teaching the kids martial arts every day!"

"He also promised to teach us adults martial arts..."

"If it weren't for him when we were digging the canal, we would have died long ago!"

"Such a seriously ill person has been taking care of everyone. We really owe him so much!"

The villagers quickly dispersed after talking.

"Master, go back and wait. Have Rong'er make some ginger soup and something hot for them!" The village head tucked his hands into his sleeves and walked home with his neck hunched. "It's so cold out here. I wonder if Xiaojiu'er is cold? It's really hard for the little girl. She's indispensable for everything..."

Zhao Xingjian: I seem to be making a big deal out of nothing?

Seeing that everyone was just fine and left calmly, he felt like a person who was making a fuss and had never seen any storms.

Zhao Xingjian turned and walked towards the Ye family.

In any case, everyone's confidence made him feel much more at ease.

Just wait, there is no other way.

…

Farmers' breakfast is simple to begin with, and today it is even simpler because they are busy shoveling snow.

Soon, shouts were heard from the loudspeaker.

"Folks, come out and shovel the snow!"

"Hurry up, they're probably coming back soon!"

…

Zhao Xingjian picked up the shovel and walked out.

"Dad, you haven't had breakfast yet!" Zhao Ronger chased out.

"No more."

Not in the mood.

I feel confused, anxious and restless.

It has been so hard for many years.

The school was not far from the foot of the mountain, and the villagers began to shovel snow towards the school.

Zhao Xingjian was absent-minded and kept looking towards the mountain.

"Look, there seems to be someone on the mountain!" Someone shouted.

Everyone stood on tiptoe and looked towards the distant mountains. Everything was white and nothing could be seen.

"Where?"

"A moving black spot! Halfway up the mountain!"

Everyone looked intently and shouted, "Really?! I see it! There's a black spot moving!

"It must be them!"

The crowd erupted in excitement, and everyone dropped their tools. "We knew they would be fine!"

"With Xiao Jiuer here, everything can be turned into a safe place!"

After experiencing the bandit incident and the black soil incident, everyone has unconditional trust in Xiaotuanzi.

Zhao Xingjian stood in the crowd, his eyes fixed on the fast-moving dot.

Soon, the black spot moved to the foot of the mountain and then headed towards the village.

"Yan Ping's father! Yan Ping's mother! Little Jiu'er!"

Everyone raised their hands and cheered, wishing they had gongs and drums in their hands to beat a few times.

Ye Buwei had amazing hearing ability. After hearing the voices from the village, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Qiuyue, are you going to keep pretending?"

"What do you mean by pretending? I'm just a country woman who can only curse!" Luo Qiuyue hooked her arm around his. "I can't take it anymore. I'm dizzy. Please, my man, take me home!"

As he spoke, he closed his eyes and collapsed limply in Ye Buwei's arms.

Ye Buwei raised the corners of his mouth, holding the little ball who was sleeping soundly in his arms in his left hand, and holding the "unconscious" Luo Qiuyue in his right hand, and flew towards the direction of the cheers.

The cheers from the front were getting closer and closer, and a strange yet familiar feeling came over me. In a trance, I seemed to be back on the long street more than 20 years ago.

His life.

There is no going back.

He didn't want to go back either.

…

"Yan Ping's father!" The village head squeezed to the front of the crowd and shouted at the figure in front, "Tell me, why did you hide something from everyone?"

"You don't treat us as your own people!"

In an instant, Ye Buwei walked in front of everyone on the snow and jumped down from a high place.

"What happened to Xiao Jiuer?

"Is Xiao Jiuer okay?"

The village head eagerly pulled out the little ball from Ye Buwei's clothes.

"It's okay, Xiao Jiuer just fell asleep."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"What happened to Yan Ping's mother?"

"If he faints due to exhaustion, it won't be a big deal."

"That's good! Thank God, I'm back safely!"

"Have you gathered the herbs?"

"I got it."

"Very good!"

Everyone cheered, "Buddha bless you, Dad Yan Ping, you will be fine soon!"

"How did everyone know this?" Ye Buwei gasped slightly from exhaustion from the entire night. "This Master Zhao!"

Zhao Xingjian in the crowd: "..."

He didn't want to be a big mouth, but he had no choice.

"You still want to hide this from everyone?" The village head reached out to hit him, but remembering that he was seriously ill, he finally placed his hand gently on his shoulder, "Father Yanping, you have such a big thing going on, why didn't you tell everyone?"

"That's right! Yan Ping's father, if we knew you were sick, we would never let you work so hard teaching the kids martial arts!"

"Dad Yanping, you've been so kind to everyone, and we only just now learned that you've been a patient. How can we feel good about this?"

Everyone was talking at once, wishing everyone could have a say.

Ye Buwei was speechless and gently pinched the soft flesh on Luo Qiuyue's waist.

"Cough cough cough!" Luo Qiuyue woke up.

"Oh, why are you all here?"

"Yan Ping's mother, are you okay?" Everyone's attention was immediately diverted.

"I'm fine. I just didn't sleep all night and now I'm very sleepy."

"Then go back and rest quickly. Everyone, please step back and make way!"

The villagers retreated through the narrow corridor.

"Then let's go back and rest. Everyone is busy now."

Luo Qiuyue said this, pulling Ye Buwei's hand and walking towards home.

Everyone looked at their backs and watched them leave.

"Mother Yan Ping, as long as there's anything we can help you with, just let us know. We're all willing to help!"

"Don't take things on your own. Heihe Village has received so much kindness from your family. We remember every one of them and want to repay you!"

"Is it true?" Luo Qiuyue stopped and turned around.