Chapter 2: Prepare Early
Diao frowned even more tightly.
This farm is an estate owned by the Earl of Kangping. It is far away from the capital, and usually the chief steward is in charge of all affairs. Since the government officials have called him over, something big must have happened.
But no matter how big the matter is, it is not something a family like them can afford to intervene in. The most they can do is to restrain their children and prevent them from causing trouble at this critical juncture.
"Behave yourself these few days. If you dare to run around outside again, watch out for your legs!"
Diao gave a few instructions with a serious face, then remembered the big bone soup simmering on the stove, and hurriedly got up and left. After she walked out the door, she suddenly turned back and said.
"By the way, I'll go call Yang Yi back tomorrow."
Chen Chunxing blinked, "Grandma, don't you think he eats too much? It's much more cost-effective to keep him in the main courtyard. Not only can we save food, but we can also earn money."
Diao pretended not to hear and walked towards the kitchen.
Times have changed. If anything were to happen, having that big guy at home would at least give me some peace of mind.
But my granddaughter was right about one thing: she really disliked it.
That is to say, because he has been working as a doorman for the master's family recently and has added some income to the family, Diao Shi did not dislike him so much.
Thinking of this, Diao stopped.
The owner suddenly came to recruit people two months ago. He not only recruited his own family members, but also recruited many men from other families.
She was suspicious at the time. Why did they need so many guards in the same farm? Now it seemed that they had been prepared for this.
Seeing the old lady walking away with a worried look on her face, Shen Mingqiu, the third boy of the Shen family, climbed to the door frame and made a neck-wiping gesture to Shen Chunxing.
"Sister, should we get ready?"
Although the child was only eight years old, his facial features already showed a handsome look, but his face was sickly pale and his lips were slightly bluish, as if he might fall seriously ill at any time.
Chen Chunxing didn't even look at him. "I have to do it, but my preparations are definitely different from what you think. Put your heart back in your stomach. It won't be your turn anyway."
Shen Mingqiu curled his lips unwillingly and said nothing more.
He knew very well that in this family, Diao was only second and Chen Chunxing was first.
The next day.
Diao went to the master's house early in the morning. After much persuasion and sitting on the ground crying for her poor son several times, she finally got Yang Yi back.
When the two returned to their residence, they saw the yard in a mess, with all kinds of objects scattered on the ground.
Chen Chunxing was squatting in the middle, picking and choosing from several baskets.
“These are too cumbersome.”
“These are worthless.”
"Well...how about making chicken soup today?"
Seeing Chen Chunxing holding a small wooden box in his hand, Diao opened her mouth to scold, but she caught a glimpse of Yang Yi walking towards the chicken coop, and her expression turned depressed.
None of them are worry-free things!
"You might as well eat me too!" Without caring about the only old hen in the house, Diao hurried over and picked up Chen Chunxing from the ground.
Chen Chunxing did not struggle, but turned around and spoke in a mysterious manner.
"Grandma, I have something to say but I'm not sure if I should say it or not..."
When she heard this familiar opening line, Diao's eyelids twitched.
"Don't ask, if you ask it's not appropriate to talk about it!"
Chen Chunxing smacked his lips and pointed casually, not knowing where he was pointing.
"It's not that I, your granddaughter, want to say bad things. If something really happens to the Earl's Mansion and we are implicated, it will be too late to hide anything then."
Diao looked at the belongings scattered on the ground, loosened her grip, and pressed her forehead with a headache.
"I already said it's inappropriate to say..."
But this hits the nail on the head.
According to Xiayuan Kingdom law, if the master of the household committed a crime, all servants in the household would be implicated. Although the Shen family was only a farmer, they had signed a contract during the drought to survive until today.
The village next door belongs to General Dingbei's Mansion. Even a noble family like that could end up being wiped out, let alone the Earl's Mansion.
Considering the rumors outside these days and the actions of the master's family, Diao became uneasy.
"Even if it is really as you guessed, what can we do?"
It is impossible to escape. Without a pass, you will not be able to move forward. If you are not careful and are caught as a refugee, you will be charged with the serious crime of a fugitive slave.
Chen Chunxing grinned and said, "Grandma, what are you thinking? I just wanted to sell these for money and food, so that I can take them with me on the road if something goes wrong."
"Two years ago, a noble from the capital moved in next door. Not long after, they were attacked and murdered by gangsters at night. The government sent heavy troops to guard the house. Not long after, news of treason spread. This saved the court a lot of trouble."
"Later, I saw that there were only a few unimportant servants left in the manor, and the government withdrew the staff. Now, two years have passed, why would they send people again?"
"Come if you want, and call the head steward of our village..."
With every word Chen Chunxing spoke, Diao's face became uglier.
"Something unexpected is bound to happen."
Seeing Diao lost in thought, Chen Chunxing sighed inwardly.
She had originally planned to live a peaceful and stable life in poverty, but now she is afraid that is no longer possible.
Chen Chunxing glanced at the top of Diao's head secretly, and saw that a hint of bright red had been mixed into the faintly flickering golden light. He knew that the disaster was inevitable.
As a ghost messenger, she naturally had some extraordinary abilities. Although she had lost most of them, her pair of eyes that could recognize people's essence seemed to have been engraved into her soul and came with her reincarnation.
Diao seems mean, biased and difficult to get along with, but she has good deeds and is destined to enjoy a peaceful old age.
Even if there is a disaster, it will not harm your life.
After going over the laws of Xia Yuan Kingdom in his mind, Chen Chunxing had already reached a conclusion.
Since there is no danger to his life, exile is probably the only option left.
Lin'an City is located in the south of the Yangtze River. If you want to rush to the northern border, it will take at least two months.
Not to mention what happened on the way, just the hardship itself is something that not everyone can endure.
What's more, there is a sick person at home.
Shen Mingqiu walked out of the kitchen carrying a winnowing basket of straw and, at Shen Chunxing's instruction, spread it out in the yard to dry.
As he turned around, he tightened his grip.
The Shen family was extremely poor, and their most valuable asset was the wild ginseng in Chen Chunxing's hand.
When Chen Chunxing picked up Yang Yi from the mountain, he happened to dig up this thing, which shut Diao's mouth and allowed Yang Yi to stay.
He knew who the person was for who had been suggested to stew it several times.
Diao closed her eyes, as if she had figured out the whole thing. She snatched the wooden box, opened it, took a look at it, and then quickly closed it.
"If something serious is going to happen, we should save the good stuff. Maybe it can save lives in the future!"
Just this one, although it is not very old, can be sold for several taels of silver!
The eldest girl had been pestering her for a whole year, saying that instead of keeping it to infest with worms, it would be better to stew it for her family to nourish their bodies. This was simply nonsense!
Chen Chunxing shrugged and stopped trying to persuade him. He waved at Yang Yi who was walking over with the old hen.
"Okay, we can stew it in a few days. It will have to be stewed sooner or later anyway."
Yang Yimu had a frown on his face. Without any hesitation, he turned around and threw the old hen back into the chicken coop.
The man was about twenty or thirty years old, very tall, and his muscular body made his gray servant's suit look very tight. Just by standing there, he gave people a very intimidating feeling.
Fortunately, his facial features are relatively regular and his face has a righteousness, so he doesn't look evil or ugly.
But this burly man, who no one can do anything to, always obeys Chen Chunxing's words as if they were imperial decrees.
Diao's eyelids twitched again. She felt that these words sounded very strange, as if the man had taken her for granted!
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