Song Yaohui then remembered that his younger brother had not returned.
He glanced outside; it was getting late, and he felt a growing sense of unease.
And why hasn't their mother come back yet?
Song Fanxing couldn't help but worry, thinking that Song Yaohua's ordeal was not yet over.
After a while, Song Yaohui had finished cooking, but Song Yaohua still hadn't returned.
Song Fanxing felt she couldn't wait any longer.
"Big brother, let's go find second brother."
Song Yaohui took off his apron. "Let's go."
The two went to the cornfield where Song Yaohui and Song Yaohua had separated.
Song Fanxing: "Second brother! Second brother, where are you?"
Song Yaohui: "Yaohua! Yaohua!"
Song Fanxing had a bad feeling. She said, "Big brother, you go first. I'll go find Captain Uncle for help."
At this moment, Song Yaohui inexplicably trusted his younger sister, who was much younger than him.
Moreover, with just the two of them searching in the seemingly endless cornfield, it's uncertain how long it would take.
"Okay, then be careful."
Song Fanxing nodded and quickly headed towards the brigade leader's house.
Upon hearing that Song Yaohua was missing, Song Guoqiang immediately rallied the villagers to search for him.
Song Fanxing also followed the large group.
As soon as Fang Jie arrived at the village, she saw a group of people calling Song Yaohua's name in the fields. Her heart pounded, and she felt that something had happened.
She ran over in a few strides, asking, "What happened to my Yaohua?"
The villagers looked at her with pity. "Yaohua is missing. We're looking for him."
Fang Jie staggered and almost fainted.
After calming herself down, she regained her composure. She couldn't give up until she found her son.
She put down her basket and ran through the field, shouting Song Yaohua's name.
Song Fanxing felt that she couldn't just search blindly like this. She tried hard to recall the details in the historical texts, hoping to find some clues.
After a while, she remembered that the article said Song Yaohua was finally found in a thatched hut.
She immediately found Song Guoqiang, "Uncle Captain, do you know where there are any thatched huts around here?"
"Thatched hut?"
"Um."
"You mean Yaohua is in the thatched hut?"
"I don't know either, I just wanted to try my luck."
Without further ado, Song Guoqiang gathered the villagers to search for the person in the several thatched huts.
There are usually some thatched huts built in the fields. When the crops grow, in order to prevent wild boars from damaging the crops, the brigade leader will send people to take turns guarding the thatched huts at night and driving away the wild boars.
Song Fanxing walked in one direction based on her intuition.
After walking for a while, she indeed saw a dilapidated thatched hut and quickened her pace to rush over.
Just as they were about to arrive, a figure ran out of the thatched hut and rushed into the cornfield.
Song Fanxing's gaze froze, and she ran towards the thatched hut.
Song Guoqiang, who had been following behind Song Fanxing and was worried that the little girl might get lost in the cornfield, also saw the figure. He ordered two young men to chase after the person, while he quickly ran towards the thatched hut.
When Song Fanxing saw Song Yaohua lying on the verge of death in the thatched hut, with blood covering the thatched floor, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
"Second brother! Second brother... wake up!"
Seeing this, Song Guoqiang tried to pick up Song Yaohua, but Song Fanxing stopped him.
"Uncle Captain, wait for me."
While Song Guoqiang wasn't paying attention, Song Fanxing fed him a sip of spiritual spring water.
"Uncle Captain, it's done."
Song Guoqiang picked up Song Yaohua and quickly walked towards the village, with Song Fanxing following behind.
After walking for a while, Song Guoqiang turned his head and asked, "Girl, can you walk?"
Song Fanxing nodded emphatically, "Okay, Captain Uncle, please go ahead, I can keep up."
Soon, Fang Jie and Song Yaohui learned that Song Yaohua had been found.
They rushed home.
The traditional healer is also on his way.
Song Guoqiang took Song Yaohua home and put him on the kang (a heated brick bed).
As soon as Fang Jie entered the house, she saw her son's face covered in blood and burst into tears.
"Yaohua, what's wrong? How could this happen?"
"Waaah... It's all my fault. I wish I had come back sooner."
She usually delivers eggs in the morning, but something came up today and she was late.
When she returned, the oxcarts from the village had already come back. She took the cart to town and then walked back from town, so she was a little slower.
When Song Yaohui saw his younger brother's appearance, his eyes were red. It was all his fault; he should have brought his brother back with him.
That way, this kind of thing wouldn't happen.
Song Fanxing had calmed down by now.
She went over to check on Song Yaohua and found that his tongue was still there, his eyes were fine, and the blood on his face was from his head being smashed open.
She guessed that the bad guys hadn't had a chance to cause any further harm before they found them.
Thinking of the fleeing figure, Song Guoqiang silently walked out.
Such a terrible thing happened in their village; he had to catch that person.
The local doctor arrived quickly, examined Song Yaohua, stopped the bleeding, and bandaged his wound.
Fang Jie asked worriedly, "Is my son alright?"
The traditional healer said, "It's alright. Although the wound is large and he has lost a lot of blood, this kid is lucky. His breathing is steady, and he should wake up soon."
The family's hearts finally settled down. The villagers watching outside were sweating for Song Yaohua. When the brigade leader carried him back, they thought the boy was going to die.
Song Fanxing breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, her spiritual spring water worked.
Song Yaohua's eyes are still open, he can still speak, and he is not missing any limbs, so Song Fanxing is confident that she can take good care of him.
She has a spring of spiritual water; if she gives him some to drink every day, Song Yaohua will recover quickly.
Now, she wants to find the person who hurt Song Yaohua; such a vicious person must be brought to justice.
The historical account did not specify who injured Song Yaohua; it only briefly mentioned it.
Song Fanxing whispered something in Song Yaohui's ear, and Song Yaohui instantly turned icy. He then pulled Song Fanxing out of the room.
The two walked directly toward the main group.
Upon arriving at the brigade, they encountered Song Guoqiang and his group.
Two young men behind Song Guoqiang were escorting a man.
Song Fanxing knew him.
This man is called Chen Laosan. He comes from the next village. He has five brothers and is the third oldest. Everyone calls him Chen Laosan.
Because he had many brothers and no money to marry them off, Chen Laosan became a live-in son-in-law and married into the Songjiatun village chief's family.
The village chief's eldest daughter was born mentally challenged and was kept locked up at home by her family all day.
The village chief and his wife were worried that their eldest daughter would be left without anyone to take care of her after they died, so they came up with the idea of finding a son-in-law to live with them.
There are actually people willing to do this.
After Chen Laosan became the village chief's son-in-law, he lived a very comfortable life, and the village chief would always think of him when there were good things to do.
However, Chen Laosan and the village chief's daughter have been married for many years but have no children.
People guessed that it was because he didn't want to touch the village chief's eldest daughter.
After all, the village chief's eldest daughter was born mentally challenged and unable to take care of herself. It is said that her house was covered in feces and smelled terrible.
Given that environment, it would be strange if Chen Laosan were interested in her.
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