Sister Han is good at farming

Chapter 159 Chi Hunter Dies in Battle

"I remember your repeated ridicule of me today. Although I won't hold it against you, I won't forgive you either!" Ruan Shifu straightened his back and looked at Li Shaotong with disdain. After saying this, he turned around and left in a cool manner.

"Don't rely on my father's name to bully others in the future, otherwise I will beat you every time I see you! Do you remember?" Yuan Pingzhang tapped Li Shaotong's shoulder several times with his fan.

“Got it!” Li Shaotong was angry but dared not say anything. He could only respond silently, then left in disgrace with his group of friends.

After Ruan Qingqing and others thanked Yuan Pingzhang, the matter came to a successful conclusion.

On the second day, when the bride offered tea, Ruan Qingqing, as a junior, received a pair of exquisite embroidered shoes as a gift. Her family was poor and could not afford them before, but after her family got rich, she was busy with various things and had no time to buy exquisite embroidered shoes. She mostly bought coarse cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles that were durable and comfortable.

I am very satisfied with this gift.

On the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, Ruan Qingqing and others boarded the carriage for the return trip. There were six carriages when they left, but when they came back, they filled ten carriages with all the bags and packages. This was the result of Ruan Wanyin's family staying in the capital.

They encountered two snowstorms on the way, but fortunately they all found the inn in time.

After rushing as hard as they could, they finally returned to Zaoziling on the third day of February.

After five or six days of rest, everyone finally recovered.

Then spring ploughing begins.

The work of digging a tunnel at Ruan Qingqing's house continued.

On the third day of March, when every household was busy cooking shepherd's purse flowers and eggs, a piece of bad news was delivered to Zaozilin.

"What did you say? Brother Chi died on the battlefield?"

When Ruan Wantie first heard the news, he was a little bit unconvinced.

"Don't be ridiculous. Who is Brother Chi? He is the leader of the Chi family army. He is first-rate in both martial arts and strategy. How could he be sacrificed?"

"It's absolutely true! Before he died, General Chi said he wanted to go back to Zaoziling to see his fellow villagers, but unfortunately he didn't have the chance. So everyone decided to send his body back to Zaoziling. It must be on the way now, and along with his body came the belongings of his son, General Chi." The young general who reported the news choked up.

"What? Chi Jingxiao also died?" Ruan Wantie found it hard to accept, "That kid is only eighteen years old, right?"

"General Chi was in an even worse situation. He was chasing a small group of barbarians and accidentally fell off a cliff. His body was not found. We only found the remains of the crossbow that he always carried with him."

Ruan Wantie excitedly pulled the young general's shirt and said, "Is it possible that Jingxiao is not dead?"

The visitor shook his head. "Not to mention that Luofeng Cliff is very high, if he falls down, he will definitely die. Even if he survives by chance, there are wolves at the bottom of the cliff, so there is no chance of him surviving!"

After Ruan Wantie came back to his senses in disappointment, he sent the young general who brought the news to rest, and went to tell Village Chief Li and Old Man Ruan the bad news.

Village chief Li made a prompt decision and called a meeting for everyone.

When everyone first heard the news that Chi Hunter had died in battle, they found it hard to believe. How could such a good man die? God was so blind!

After confirming that Chi the Hunter and his son had really sacrificed their lives, everyone expressed their desire to welcome their loyal souls home.

In Qingshui County, as soon as the coffin of Chi the hunter entered the county town, an old man with a white cloth on his arm began to scatter paper money in front of the coffin, and his vicissitudes and sad voice echoed back and forth in the air.

"Child, go home!"

Ruan Qingqing and others burst into tears on the spot.

Village chief Li and several other elderly people from Zaoziling supported the coffin and walked together, crying as they walked.

"How can you go back on your word, kid? What did you promise us before you left? Huh? Have you forgotten everything?"

"If you are a man, you must keep your word. What's more, you are a general! You must keep your word!"

"You said you would come back safely, how could you come back lying down? When you were lying down, I wanted to see if you were injured, but I didn't know where to touch; I wanted to say hello to you, but I didn't know where to ask? Is this your safety?"

"Brother Chi!" At the other end of the street, Ruan Sishui, holding a basket in her hands, roared heartbreakingly.

That sad voice made Ruan Qingqing cry even more violently.

He scattered paper money into the sky and walked mechanically towards the coffin.

"You said you would come back every year on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month to eat the pig-killing dishes. How could you break your promise after only eating it for one year?"

"How can you go back on your word?" Ruan Sishui stared at the coffin with bloodshot eyes and asked at the top of her voice.

After asking three times, he knelt straight down on the ground in front of the coffin, his voice sad and hoarse, "How can you go back on your word? You are a high-ranking official, if you go back on your word you will be laughed at!"

"Si Shui, get up! Brother Chi certainly doesn't want this to happen. Haven't you heard? Before he died, he still hoped to come back and see all of us again!" Someone went over to pull Ruan Si Shui.

Ruan Sishui cried like a helpless child.

"Since he was worried, he should have taken better care of himself! I haven't repaid him for saving my life yet, so why did he go? When we had the pig-killing dinner last year, we agreed that he would bring the meat of six pigs to Xiyuguan. I had already bought the piglets in the spring, but they haven't grown up yet, and he has died. How can he go back on his word again and again?"

"How can you go back on your word? We agreed last year that you should come to my house and have a few drinks with me this year when I prepare some sorghum wine. How can you stand up your uncle Ruan Jiu?"

Ruan Pinghuai, who arrived a little late, walked to the coffin with a load of wine, put down the load, opened the jar and poured the wine. Bowls of wine were poured on the road where the coffin was about to pass.

"Look, kid, if you smell the aroma of wine, it's the way home. Don't take the wrong road!" Ruan Pinghuai said while pouring wine and choking.

"Chi Zijing, I'm home!"

"Chi boy, come home with us!"

"Brother Chi, let's go home!"

"Uncle Chi, let's go home!"

Following the call from the leader in front of the coffin, everyone in Zaoziling also shouted in unison.

"General Chi, I lead all the officials of Qingshui County to welcome you home!" Fu Yuanhao and others, wearing official uniforms and hats, bowed solemnly towards the approaching coffin.

"Welcome home General Chi!" Yuan Pingzhang and other officials shouted in unison after Fu Yuanhao.

With this deep call, the dark clouds lowered a little. The howling wind gradually became louder. The round and square-holed paper money on the ground kept spinning in the air.

"Chi Zijing, stop wandering around outside, come home!"

The leader threw a handful of paper money into the air and shouted loudly.

As soon as he shouted, everyone in Zaoziling immediately followed suit.

"Chi boy, come home with us!"

"Brother Chi, let's go home!"

"Uncle Chi, let's go home!"

What responded to them was the sound of whistling wind...