The addition or subtraction of one person in the village did not affect many people except for giving them something to talk about.
At the Chen family next door, only Zhao Fen looked everywhere for her daughter, but when she couldn't find her, she let it go. After all, she still had five children, and life had to go on.
The old Feng family no longer even asked about their son Feng Yixiang, let alone their daughter-in-law Chen Jiao, who had not yet officially married into the family. They didn't even ask a single question.
Seeing that there was no hope for the second son, they still had the eldest and youngest sons to rely on. Instead of wasting their energy looking for help, they would rather go up the mountain and cut more trees to make furniture or sell them for money to help the remaining two sons get married.
Chen Jiao's disappearance was gradually forgotten by everyone in the busy day-to-day life.
Time flies, and the autumn wind blowing from the mountain turns from slightly dry to cool.
The lush leaves on the trees gradually became sparse.
Many insects and snakes in the mountains and forests began to disappear.
The two hillsides near Feng Yi's backyard are also clearly different from other nearby mountains and forests.
The thriving and tall trees turned into saplings shivering in the autumn wind and rain.
There is strength in numbers. In just over a month, nearly two hundred acres of mountain land were transformed for hundreds of villagers.
Feng Yijia paid more than 4,000 yuan for the seedlings, emptied out all the cash he had, and even asked Meng Sheng for some money.
Since they were about to become a family, she no longer had the idea of not spending other people's money.
What belongs to Meng Sheng is his own. If he doesn't spend it himself, does he leave it for other women to spend?
Meng Shengle is not allowed to hand over all the treasury funds.
When transporting the saplings back from the county, they found an opportunity to dig out all the boxes buried in the courtyard in the county town, brought them back to the village, and handed them all over to Feng Yi's family.
Having my father-in-law watching over me is much better than leaving me outside and worrying about me all the time.
The plum saplings he was planning to plant were bought from other places with the help of Brother Xiao, who collected protection fees in the county, and he asked the villagers to plant them in time.
Therefore, Meng Sheng announced to the public that he had borrowed a considerable amount of money for labor and seedling costs.
Old Master Meng and the eldest family were so scared that they avoided Meng Sheng's family whenever they had nothing to do.
Chen Hongxing wished they would do so and decided to postpone the "repayment" date as much as possible.
Meng Chenglin was probably hurt by the attitude of his parents and brothers, and he no longer thought of sending them anything delicious at home.
For a time, Feng Yijia rarely heard her future father-in-law being scolded by her future mother-in-law.
November 25th is a good day to travel.
Early in the morning, before daybreak, Feng Yijia walked out of the yard and headed up the mountain, carrying a blanket wrapped tightly in oilcloth and holding a medicine hoe.
Meng Sheng followed closely behind, carrying a backpack full of daily necessities, holding a rifle borrowed from the militia in one hand and an axe in the other.
Chen Hongxing watched the two people disappear in the morning mist, then turned worriedly to the kitchen to cook pig food.
Meng Chenglin, taking advantage of his son and daughter-in-law, sat in front of the stove, munching on greasy pork pies. He ate with every bite until his eyes narrowed into slits.
His wife's cooking skills are amazing. As long as she is willing to use the right ingredients, the food tastes pretty good.
I'm just not very stingy at ordinary times, so the taste is always a little hard to describe.
Chen Hongxing, who was worried about her son's safety, walked in and saw her husband enjoying his meal.
He couldn't help but complain: "You only know how to eat. They have to spend a night or two in the mountains, and you, as their father, can still eat!"
Meng Chenglin had no choice but to refute: "Feng girl has prepared a lot of drugs, and the second brother is now so skilled that he can fight several militiamen alone, and he also carries a gun.
What could possibly happen to the two of them together?
Besides, I would like to follow, but Sheng Wazi won’t let me!
What can I do if I don’t eat?”
Chen Hongxing was speechless. She had noticed during this period that when the second child was with Feng Yijia, he wished there was no one else around. His eyes were shining like a wolf staring at a sheep.
In her opinion, looking for medicinal herbs is just a way to please her parents.
This time he went into the mountains maybe because he couldn't wait to get married and wanted to pull the person into his bed first.
In the desolate mountains and wilderness, where few people go, there are only a man and a woman.
Thinking about this scene, she felt that her son would never be obedient.
Fortunately, the two are not far from getting married, so it’s okay if someone dies.
If Meng Sheng knew what his mother was thinking when he went up the mountain, he would definitely cry out in injustice.
This time, the copper coins that Feng Youcai had taken as a guest were in Feng Yijia's pocket. With his future father-in-law watching him at all times, he wouldn't have the courage to do it even if he had the intention to steal, right?
Of course, Feng Youcai followed not just to keep an eye on Meng Sheng.
He also planned to take the two of them to see where the old Taoist lived, pick out a few things he liked and bring them back as a gift for his daughter's wedding.
Coincidentally, when they were discussing the route into the mountains yesterday, they found out that this place was not far from where Feng Yi's family was looking for tiger bones.
There seems to be some connection between them.
As winter approaches, the forests have falling leaves and withered grass, creating a unique sense of bleak beauty.
Unfortunately, the two of them only wanted to see the monk's residence as soon as possible, and were busy on their way, so they had no time to appreciate the sight of falling leaves.
Feng Yijia took Meng Sheng and quickly shuttled through the familiar mountains and forests.
We ignored the rabbits and pheasants we met along the way, and simply walked around wild boars, monkeys and the like.
We didn't even stop for lunch and finally reached the outskirts of our destination before dark.
Feng Yijia looked at the trees and forest in front of him, which looked exactly like any other place, and asked his father, who was floating nearby, in confusion, "Dad, is the place you're talking about right here?"
It wasn't that she doubted what her father said, but she could see the cliff of another mountain across from her through the gaps between the trees.
It is visible to the naked eye that there is no house here, let alone a cave where people can live.
Feng Youcai was not surprised by his daughter's question, and nodded affirmatively, explaining, "It's in here.
There's a sleight of hand here, and no one, human or animal, can get in without a guide."
As he finished speaking, seeing dusk gradually rising in the mountains, he ignored the two men's open mouths in shock and said, "Just follow me carefully!
Don't take the wrong path, there are some traps here, it's not fun if you accidentally step on one."
Hearing this, Feng Yijia and Meng Sheng looked at each other, then raised their feet to catch up with the figure that was already floating left and right in the woods.
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