MTL - After Dressing Up As a Stepmother, I Transformed the Whole Family Into Working In the Fields-Chapter 161 All are filial sons

Qin Yao raised her eyebrows in a funny way, "Sister-in-law, I'm teasing you. I'll fry it myself later. When it's done, I'll ask Dalang to send you some."

He laughed angrily and raised his hand to hit her. As soon as he raised his hand, Qin Yao easily dodged it on one side.

Mr. Qiu was eating chestnuts. It was rare to see Mr. He slumped, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise.

 “Alas~” Mrs. Zhang shook her head helplessly. She was already a grown-up, but she was still acting like a child.

The atmosphere in the courtyard was just right. There was a sound of running. Qin Yao's ears twitched and she turned her head to look out the door.

Erlang and Jinbao rushed in anxiously.

"Third Aunt, they, they." Jinbao ran so fast that he couldn't speak in a breath.

 Qin Yao looked at Erlang with a cold expression.

Erlang took a deep breath to steady his breath and said urgently: "They are back! They even pulled three mats!"

 “Who?” Qin Yao was puzzled.

Jin Bao finally regained his breath and shouted loudly: "All the men in the village are back!"

Hearing this, everyone in the courtyard was shocked.

Erlang repeated the three mats again and asked Qin Yao to go and have a look because he did not see his Liu Ji among the people standing.

Zhang's expression changed instantly. Seeing that Qin Yao was still stunned, she hurriedly urged: "Ms. Yao, go and have a look."

Qin Yao ate the candied roasted chestnuts peeled from the palm of her hand in one gulp, and rushed out like the wind.

 The Dalang who was closest to her caught a glimpse of a smile flashing across his face, and his heart tightened for no reason.

Erlang quickly grabbed his eldest brother and ran after Qin Yao, but she ran too fast and rushed to the entrance of the village in the blink of an eye.

Most of the villagers were on their way here. Erlang and Jinbao happened to be playing in the wasteland near the water mill, and that's when they immediately noticed the men returning.

All the people in the watermill followed. They gathered around the three rolled-up straw mats and were reluctant to come forward.

There were forty-five civilians when they left, but only thirty-five civilians and three straw mats when they returned. They first went from the border to Zijin Mansion, and then met each other on the road and returned home together.

 Among them, someone was assigned to a group with a fellow villager and carried the other person’s body back.

The female workers in the waterwheel factory were busy looking for their husbands, sons, and brothers. When they found them, they cried with joy.

Those who could not be found stood in front of the three straw mats.

It is a corpse that has been dead for a long time. Even if the weather is very cold now, it has already changed and emitted waves of strange smells.

 No one dared to lift the straw mat, they were all waiting for the village chief and others to come over.

Qin Yao was the first to rush to the straw mats, and opened the three straw mats without changing her expression amidst everyone's exclamations.

 Zhang and others who came later were so frightened that they turned away.

Dalang also grabbed Erlang and the twins running back behind him, blocking their sight with his body.

　　The young man mustered up his courage and scanned the festering faces of the three corpses one by one.

  I couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief as I didn’t see any familiar faces.

However, Qin Yao looked very disappointed when she opened the mat.

 Old man Liu who came from the fields glanced at Qin Yao inadvertently, feeling very puzzled.

Why is she still not happy that the person who died is not the third child?

 Is it because you are worried that the third child will still fall behind?

 A desperate scream of "Ah!" rang out. Someone recognized their man and was so distraught that he almost fainted.

 Three corpses were claimed one after another. But the village chief, who didn’t even recognize the body, felt his heart sink to the bottom.

His grandson Liu Qi didn't come back either. Was he delayed on the road, or was he in an accident and couldn't even return to his hometown?

He didn’t dare to think too much. When he saw Old Man Liu’s family who were also disappointed, he walked up to Qin Yao and asked:

“There are still seven people who have not returned, and my Liu Qi has not come back either. I want to go to the county town to inquire about it. Do you want one?”

He still knows a few people in the government office. If a civilian husband dies, the list will be passed around.

If the names of Liu Qi and Liu Ji are not on the list, it means that they may still be on their way back.

Old man Liu and Mrs. Zhang looked at Qin Yao together. Mrs. Zhang patted her shoulder and whispered: "Go, the four elders will stay in the old house and we will take care of them. It will be safe to go."

Seeing that the third child's family is getting better and better, Qin Yao is capable and generous, and gets along well with her sister-in-law. Everyone really can't bear to see her become a widow at such a young age.

Qin Yao looked at the three corpses again, and there was nothing similar to Liu Ji. She thought to herself, why is there no such waste like Liu Ji in this pile of dead people?

"Go ahead, I'll get the horse." Qin Yao nodded, it would be better to go to the Yamen and take a look at the list.

When Qin Yao went home to pick up the horse, Dalang led his younger brothers and sisters to follow her. The four brothers and sisters looked at her longingly.

 Siniang was rarely worried, "Aniang, why are people in the village dying?"

Aniang said before that the civilians only went to help the border officers deliver food. Once the food was delivered, the people came back, and maybe they could catch up with the New Year.

How come someone’s father died?

Qin Yao paused, looked back at the four little guys behind her, and waved. Siniang trotted two steps to come to her, looking up at her in confusion.

Qin Yao said softly: "It's not easy to walk on the road. Maybe I fell down accidentally, or maybe I got sick."

These words could only be used to deceive a child like Siniang. Dalang and Erlang lowered their eyes with mixed emotions.

 After all, that man was still their biological father. They hated him, but they never thought of letting him die at that distant border.

 But no one is to blame for all this. They can only blame their father for committing suicide.

Erlang tightened his fists. If his father really couldn't come back, he would buy a lot of paper money and burn it for him next year!

I heard that the kid in the King of Hell’s Palace also watched people prepare food. He burned some extra paper money for his father so that he could buy some bull-headed horse noodles and find a good family in the next life, and stop being a bastard.

Dalang seemed to be able to read his younger brother's thoughts. He whispered in Erlang's ear through gritted teeth, "You are so filial."

Erlang growled angrily: "He defrauded us of all the coins we worked so hard to earn!"

 Fortunately, he still remembered to burn paper money for his father, which was already considered the most benevolent and righteous thing to do.

Saburo looked at his two brothers in confusion, and then at his sister who didn't know what she was worried about, but she was very worried. She walked to the stables a little embarrassed and whispered:

 “Aniang, I want to eat candied haws on a stick.”

Dalang is stunned, he is a filial son again!

Qin Yao's originally depressed mood turned from rainy to sunny in an instant, and she nodded with a smile, "Okay."

He asked the remaining three, "Do you want it?"

Dalang thought of the sweet and sour candied haws, and swallowed hard, "Then, then I'd better have it."

 You can’t let Aunt Yao go into the city in vain.

Qin Yao asked the four of them to stay at the old house and wait for her return, then got on her horse and ran towards the entrance of the village.

The village chief has summoned five other households, and each family sent a representative. They got on the village chief's ox cart and the group headed to the county seat with a heavy heart.