When it was time to go back, Lu Renjia refused to push the cart any further, no matter what Meng Qingluan said. In the end, he was only willing to push it back after Meng Qingluan gave him three coins as a delivery fee.
When Meng Qingluan returned home, Shen Yan was not there.
Meng Qingluan was puzzled. Shen Yan didn't know anyone in the village, so where did he go?
Meng Qingluan stopped thinking about it, washed the bowls, chopsticks, and pot, and then prepared some pig feed.
By the time she finished getting ready, it was almost dark outside.
The weather is getting colder and colder. Chen Yan is unfamiliar with the area. Where did he go?
Meng Qingluan suddenly had a bad feeling.
Shen Yan's household registration is still in my hands, which is largely why he has been willing to live under the same roof with me for so long.
Meng Qingluan naturally knew that she was not a great philanthropist.
She wouldn't simply hand over her household registration to Shen Yanqi, only to have him leave and start a romantic relationship with Li Zhanjue.
Shen Yan died suddenly, and Li Zhanjue, that brat, committed suicide after turning evil.
This poor, kind, beautiful, and gentle woman is about to vanish into thin air along with this damned world.
Since leaving is impossible, it means we've encountered danger.
After feeding the pigs, Meng Qingluan didn't dare to delay and ran out to find Chen Yan.
The weather has turned cool these past few days, and there are hardly any people on the streets.
Seeing several children playing together, Meng Qingluan could only grab one at random and ask.
"Children, have you ever seen a tall older brother?"
The child who was being held recognized Meng Qingluan, struggled to shake off her hand, ran a little further away, picked up a stone, and threw it at her.
"You female hooligan! Get the hell away from me, or I'll call my dad to beat you to a pulp."
Meng Qingluan gritted her teeth in anger, thinking, "That brat!"
If she hadn't been in a hurry, she would have definitely spanked him.
With a stern expression, Meng Qingluan grabbed the brat again and asked him the same question in a fierce tone.
"I'm not joking around with you right now. If you don't answer properly today, believe me, I'll spank you until your butt is raw."
The mischievous child saw Meng Qingluan's cold face for the first time and pouted in fright.
Just as she was about to burst into tears, Meng Qingluan called her back.
"Hold it back!"
The mischievous child held back his tears and fearfully pointed towards the back of the mountain.
Meng Qingluan threw him aside, ignoring the brat's wailing behind her, and ran off towards the back mountain.
The back mountain was vast and deserted.
Just a few days ago, some villagers went up the mountain to pick wild vegetables, but now the ground is completely bare.
Meng Qingluan left in a hurry and didn't take a lantern, besides, her family was too poor to afford one.
Meng Qingluan walked cautiously in the dark, afraid of falling into a trap, while shouting loudly for Chen Yan.
"Chen Yan! Where are you?"
"..."
No one answered, and Meng Qingluan felt a little discouraged, so she took a few more steps forward.
Suddenly, I heard Chen Yan's faint voice.
"I'm here."
Meng Qingluan looked around but couldn't see him, so she asked again.
Where are you? I can't see you.
"I fell into a pit..."
Meng Qingluan slowly moved a few steps and, by the light of the cold moonlight, indeed found Chen Yan lying in the pit.
The light was dim, and Meng Qingluan couldn't see his condition clearly.
He comforted her, saying, "Don't worry, I'll come to your rescue right away."
"good."
Meng Qingluan searched everywhere but couldn't find a suitable tool; she managed to find a tree branch.
It's too soft and too short; I can't pull it up to sink the inkstone at all.
As darkness fell and the temperature dropped sharply, the whistling cold wind made Meng Qingluan shiver uncontrollably.
Meng Qingluan gritted her teeth, then simply took off her outer garment, wrapped the end around her palm, and threw it down.
"Grab your clothes, I'll pull you up."
Chen Yan hesitated, "No, I'll pull you down."
Meng Qingluan urged, "Hurry up, I'm confident."
Meng Qingluan picked up a wooden stick and planted it deep in the ground, gripping the stick firmly with one hand.
Shen Yan knew that there was no other way but to do this.
After all, his body is still too weak.
He was so weak that he couldn't climb out of the not-so-high pit by himself.
Pull the sleeve to the side, hold the clothes with one hand, and use the other hand and foot to climb up.
Meng Qingluan struggled, and could only grit her teeth and pull hard on the other end of the clothes, her hands gripping the wooden stick becoming red and chafed.
After struggling for a while, Shen Yan was pulled up.
When Chen Yan came up, Meng Qingluan was covered in sweat and collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.
Seeing that Meng Qingluan was only wearing an undergarment, Shen Yan turned to the side.
"Put on your clothes quickly, or you'll catch a cold."
Meng Qingluan put on her clothes, then looked at Chen Yan—her whole body was disheveled, and her clothes were torn in large patches, looking as if they had been ripped apart…
Meng Qingluan pulled him aside and asked nervously.
"What happened? Were you bullied?"
Chen Yan awkwardly looked away and shook his head.
"It's nothing. I went up the mountain to pick wild vegetables and accidentally stepped into a ditch."
Meng Qingluan didn't believe him. It was such a big pit; unless someone was blind, it was impossible for them to step into it and fall in.
“Chen Yan? That’s a very flimsy reason.” Meng Qingluan frowned.
Shen Yan's expression remained respectful, but his tone was sarcastic.
"So what if my wife finds out? Would she go after that person for revenge?"
"..."
Shen Yan didn't react much when she didn't speak.
He didn't trust Meng Qingluan because he didn't trust anyone; the only person he could rely on in this world was himself.
He will personally deal with some ants.
"Is it Wednesday?"
Meng Qingluan suddenly asked.
Shen Yan remained silent and did not answer.
Yes, Meng Qingluan knew she had guessed correctly.
Meng Qingluan raised her head, straightened Chen Yan's hair, and turned to lead him down the mountain.
What if I said I would?
This is in response to what he just said.
"..."
Shen Yan's lips tightened, his eyes darkened, and his gaze followed Meng Qingluan's retreating figure.
Meng Qingluan turned to look at him, "Let's go home and have dinner."
Shen Yan withdrew his gaze and followed her words.
After returning home and having dinner with Shen Yan, Meng Qingluan took out thirty coins and placed them on the table.
Shen Yan looked at her with some confusion.
This is because he lost money gambling and only had thirty coins left to give back to him?
Seeing that he didn't react, Meng Qingluan explained.
"This is the money I earned today from selling offal soup. It's not a lot, but it's my first earnings."
A look of surprise flashed across Shen Yan's eyes.
Meng Qingluan borrowed money last night but didn't use it to gamble; instead, she used it to sell offal soup.
Meng Qingluan added, "Many people have already pre-ordered offal soup today. Tomorrow, you and I will go to town together to buy some bowls."
Shen Yan nodded and agreed.
He was curious whether this female hooligan, who usually only knew how to eat, drink, gamble, and whore, could actually make money.
However, he soon ran out of time to continue thinking about it.
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