Lin Zhuang's smile stretched so wide it almost reached the back of his head. "Master Ye, have you struck it rich?"
"Ask less of what you shouldn't ask, take the money if you can, and hurry up and leave. Tantan and I have things to do." After giving his instructions, Ye Moxun pulled Song Tantan and turned to leave.
Before Song Tantan could say a word, all she could do was wave her hand and call out as she walked, "Have a safe journey to Linzhuang. Be careful on the road. When you get back to Fengcheng, tell your aunt that A-Xun and I are both fine and don't worry. We'll be back soon after we finish our business."
Actually, the fact that she and her aunt were able to meet online, and that she made such a solemn announcement, was all for show, hehe.
Shangou Village is the village where the teenage mother and son lived. When Song Tantan and Ye Moxun entered the village, their first impression was that the name Shangou Village was truly fitting; it really was a remote mountain valley.
Stop your beautiful fantasies. The mountains in the valleys are barren, and the village houses are built in the valleys. Occasionally, villagers walk by, wearing tattered straw sandals, their clothes patched up, and their faces are similar to those of refugees—sallow and emaciated.
"Aunt Ma is back! Are there any guests?"
A middle-aged woman with a bitter face was passing by carrying a basket of wild vegetables on her back. She glanced at the group of people who had just entered the village and greeted them listlessly.
"Oh yes, I just got back. Sister Qian, your wild vegetables are so tender. Did you go to Chiyin Peak to pick them?"
Chiyin Peak is a mountain far from Shangou Village. The vegetation there grows well, and villagers often go there in groups to find wild vegetables and mushrooms.
"Yes, I got up at dawn and set off with everyone, and didn't get back until it was almost dark. My old, cold legs almost broke from walking so much, sigh."
After saying this, Sister Qian sighed heavily, then stopped talking and slowly went home.
Song Tantan raised an eyebrow. The villagers were quite amusing; they showed no curiosity whatsoever about her and Ye Moxun's arrival, not even glancing at them before walking away. Their indifferent attitude pleased Song Tantan.
As if sensing her thoughts, Aunt Ma, who was also the boy's mother, and whose father's surname was Ma, was called Aunt Ma by everyone in the village after his mother married into the family. At this moment, Aunt Ma smiled faintly.
“Our village is notoriously poor in this area. There are only thirty households in the village, and every single one of them is dirt poor. Even thieves who come in and see the state of our village will leave crying.”
"Then where did you get the money for your medical treatment?"
It costs two taels of silver to enter the city, and with medical treatment and medicine, it would cost a lot of money. If she was really as poor as Aunt Ma said, how could she explain where her money came from?
“I borrowed it from my brothers on my mother’s side. My mother’s home is quite far from here, it takes half a day to walk there. They have it tough. All three of them are hunters. Actually, my father’s generation were just ordinary farmers who didn’t know how to hunt, but later they had no choice but to become hunters.”
Aunt Ma's three brothers made their fortune selling wild game and animal furs. They lived a relatively comfortable life and helped Aunt Ma a lot. Over the years, if it weren't for the money borrowed from her family to treat Ma Shaohua's illness, this frail and sickly boy would probably have died long ago.
As we walked and talked, we soon arrived at Aunt Ma's house. It had a fence, a simple wooden door, four thatched huts, and a large yard. The first thing we saw was a neatly stacked pile of firewood in the corner. The yard was kept clean and tidy.
After entering the house and taking a quick look around, Song Tantan's assessment was simply "simple". Apart from a square table for eating and two long benches, there were no other items in the main room. The kitchen was dark and narrow, with no other furniture besides the stove.
This is probably how poor families were in ancient times. When they first arrived in Songlin Village, they were destitute. They lived in caves, had to build their own houses, cultivate their own fields, and hunt in the mountains if they wanted meat.
Time always flies by unnoticed, and the scenes from that year seem like they happened just yesterday.
Those who fled to Songlin Village with them were incredibly lucky to have met Song Tantan, the supermarket owner, who secretly hid food in various caves during the most difficult times.
In order to send the grain out without arousing suspicion, she and her aunt made up countless stories and told countless lies, and in the end, they had to pretend that nothing had happened.
It was too difficult. She used the same clumsy method to hide food in the cave several times, which instantly increased the importance and mystery of the cave. No one knew that she was the one who was manipulating everything behind the scenes.
Looking back on yesterday's events, Song Tantan felt both emotional and proud. Not for any other reason than that she had saved so many lives, making her an extraordinary person, and she felt quite proud of herself.
"What are you thinking about, smiling like an idiot?"
Ye Moxun couldn't bear to look at her. This little fool was probably daydreaming about something, and she was grinning lewdly. She couldn't even hear the centaur aunt talking to her.
“…Miss Song, my place is very simple. You and I will share a room tonight. Shao Hua is not well and often coughs in the middle of the night. How about letting Young Master Ye have a room by himself?” Aunt Ma said with a fawning smile.
Song Tantan shook her head and refused, "No need, Ah Xun and I can share a room."
It's summer now, so sleeping on the floor is cooler, but even in the cold winter, it wouldn't be a problem for her. She has plenty of down comforters in the room, and taking out a couple more will keep her warm even on the coldest days.
Huh?
Aunt Ma's smile faltered. She looked at Miss Song and wondered if she was mistaken, as the two young people were already married.
Song Tantan had no intention of explaining, and Ye Moxun didn't care what others thought.
Aunt Ma: "..." Never mind, these two are important people, why is she asking so many questions?
Dinner was rice porridge, cooked until very thick, a plate of fresh green vegetables stir-fried with plenty of oil, and a pot of stewed wild boar jerky, which Aunt Ma brought back from her mother's house. She hadn't been able to bear eating it until today, but specially brought it out to entertain our distinguished guest.
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