Chapter 519 Carnival
In September, the rice is golden, the water in the fields has been drained, and the rice can be harvested in two days.
It was almost lunchtime and the fields were deserted, with some villagers still not returning home.
The white sailboat was so conspicuous that it attracted the attention of the villagers.
When they saw the two long-lost yet familiar figures on the boat, the field fell into a long silence, and then, shouts pierced the sky.
"It's Tianbao, it's Tianbao and Du Lao!"
"Hurry, go tell the Su family, they are back, they are back!"
"They're back! Tianbao and Du Lao are back! They're still alive! They're still alive--!"
Before the people on the boat got off, they saw villagers standing by the fields staring at them with tears in their eyes.
Some people were sitting on the edge of the field crying, some were still grinning and crying after falling into the ditch, and some were staggering towards the village, shouting wildly.
Each one was ecstatic.
Tianbao looked down from the high bow of the boat. The rice fields were right next to the river. At such a close distance, he could clearly see all the subtle expressions of those people.
She frowned, and a strange sour feeling lingered in her chest.
"This is Tubei Village. Let's get off the boat. It's time to go home." Bai Xiaofeng looked towards a certain part of the village, tears in his eyes. "We should still be able to make it home in time for lunch."
Tianbao looked at him, pursed her lips, and got off the boat.
The solid touch of the ridge under her feet, with a slight coolness, inexplicably made her restless heart feel at ease.
After the old man stepped onto this land, he stopped chattering and looked around curiously. He liked everything he saw, especially the miasma forest not far away, which seemed to be destined for him.
Another person who was unfamiliar with this place was Madam Lu.
But what Mammy cared more about was the villagers' reactions.
Those reactions were natural and expressed genuine joy. This simple emotion made her feel like she was back in the Baima tribe.
Her Bing'er must be living in a safe and happy environment like this.
Tianbao walked up the road in front, a little slowly. No one followed behind her and they walked towards the village at the same pace as her.
Clear rivers, golden rice paddies, reeds wafting in the wind, woods shrouded in thick white mist... and this loess road, with its farmyards and thatched houses lining the roadside...
Tianbao felt that every scene he saw was familiar.
The deeper I walked into the village, the more sour and swollen I felt in my heart, and the heavier my steps became.
Like a wanderer who has been away from home for a long time, he feels homesick when he is near.
Tianbao pursed the corners of his mouth, and his hands hanging by his side curled up quietly and nervously.
Soon, the sound of footsteps was heard from the opposite side of the loess road.
A group of people supported each other and rushed over hurriedly, surrounded by villagers.
Facing each other, Tianbao stopped unconsciously.
On the other side, there were tears in everyone's eyes.
The feeling of déjà vu came to mind again. Tianbao clenched his hands into fists and his eyes moved back and forth between the faces of the people surrounded by him.
His eyes seemed to have consciousness, and finally stopped their gaze on the middle-aged man and woman rushing in the front.
They were both in their forties. The woman wore a blue cotton dress. Her face was gentle, but very pale, with a pointed chin and premature wrinkles on her face.
The man was dressed like the villagers. In order to make it easier to work, he wore a short gray cloth shirt. Although he was tall, his body was bent as if it had been crushed by something.
The two of them rushed in front of Tianbao before stopping, their eyes glued to her face without blinking.
The man was trembling all over, his eyes were red, his mouth opened and closed but no sound came out, and his tears fell and soaked his clothes in an instant.
The woman opened her pale lips and stared at the face in front of her, unconsciously making ah, ah sounds.
She was panting heavily, her facial muscles twitching like in spasms, and her hands, raised in the air, trembled for a long time. She didn't dare touch that face, nor did she dare to touch the scars on her face.
She tried to open her eyes wide, "Ah, ...ah... sweet, treasure? Treasure?"
Tianbao also looked at her, and the sourness in his chest surged up wildly, rushing from his nose to his eyes.
She didn't blink, and moisture quickly condensed in her eye sockets. The feeling made her uncomfortable and unfamiliar.
Everyone around was crying.
Is that why she wants to cry?
Aggressive, aggressive, aggressive...
The sound of sticks hitting the ground could be heard urgently, and the crowd in front was split in two.
Two people appeared at the back.
A pretty woman with a haggard face was walking towards her, supporting the silver-haired old lady.
The old woman looked paranoid and rushed forward regardless of anything. Her old face was anxious and flustered, and her eyes were cloudy and gray, without focus.
"Sweet baby! Sweet baby! Is it my baby that's back? Sweet baby, where are you? Baby! Answer grandma, answer...Baoer!"
"You lied to me again, didn't you? Tianbao didn't come back...didn't come back..."
"Why do you always play this kind of joke on me? Xiu'er, help me go back. Tianbao must be busy outside. Let's go back and eat. Let's go, let's go!"
Not getting a response, the old woman forced a smile, turned around and started to walk back, muttering to herself.
Halfway through turning, he suddenly lost his strength, the cane in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and he sat down limply, calling out in a daze, "Baby, please answer grandma, please answer me, this naughty monkey...Baby——"
"Ah, grandma?" A low call, the voice was clean and clear, floating through the noise all around.
The old woman froze for a moment, then tilted her ear slowly towards the source of the sound. Then she climbed up using her hands and feet and suddenly rushed in that direction. Just as she was about to fall, she was steadily held by a pair of thin arms.
Without a second thought, Grandma Su immediately grabbed the person who was supporting her and burst out with the sobs that she had suppressed for a long time, "Ah, wuwuwu—baby—!"
There was already crying all around.
For two years, Tu Beicun finally dared to vent his suppressed emotions on this day.
Bai Yu and others were still standing there, not coming forward or disturbing them.
In front of the gate of the Su family's courtyard, Su Er was carrying a skinny old man on his back. He wanted to rush over, but he really couldn't muster the strength. In the end, he simply sat on the ground holding the old man and cried like a child.
The miasma forest is just outside the village entrance.
The villagers' frantic shouts drifted outside through the woods.
The vendors who had not yet finished walking around the small market caused another round of excitement.
On the other side of the river, there was also a deafening commotion in the 12th Pier branch.
The news spread like wildfire, and within half a day, the party started on both sides of Qinghe River.
The people ran around to tell each other.
"Did you hear that? The princess is back!"
"Tianbao! Our princess! She's back alive!"
"I'm back, really back! I'd be a dog if I lied to you! It's really sunny after the rain!"
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