Maybe I came in at the wrong time, and the village gave people a lifeless feeling.

I also saw smoke from cooking stoves. This smoke was the only living thing, as if telling people that there were still living people living in this village.

Otherwise, Yang Ruoqing would have the illusion that she had walked into a primeval forest and discovered ancient human ruins.

"Little brother, here we are, this is my home."

Damo's voice reached her ears, Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses, raised her eyes and looked in the direction pointed by Damo.

Next to a jujube tree in front, a small farmyard appeared.

On the front are three low adobe houses with thatched roofs.

Thatch flutters in the wind.

Under the eaves, there is a long bamboo pole hanging. On the bamboo pole are hanging several bunches of red peppers, several bunches of corn, and several bunches of garlic.

In front of the house, a platform was leveled with earthenware, probably for drying things.

Around the platform, a half-adult-high fence was built with a mixture of fences and wooden stakes, and a fence gate was installed.

"Hey, your brother's family seems to be the richest in the village." Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but said.

Along the way, this one is relatively the most impressive.

There is even a fenced yard in front, while other houses have no yards.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Damo said with some pride: "Of course, my father, my father, and my brother are all the upright people of our village."

"Wow? Three terms of being upright? That's really good!" Yang Ruoqing said.

"But, are the three rooms in your house enough to accommodate so many people?" she asked again.

Damo said: "Hey, there are three more rooms behind these three rooms, which can accommodate you!"

So it turned out that it was still a two-person job? Yang Ruoqing was happy. It turned out to be a big business in Sishan'ao and a giant in the short Luoluoli area!

"Little brother, let's go in. My brother and the others should be at home at this time!" Damo greeted.

Yang Ruoqing nodded and followed Damo into the fence gate.

"Brother, I'm back!"

After Da Mo entered the yard, he placed the hoe and a bundle of firewood on one side of the yard, and then shouted towards the three main halls in the front.

The main room was dark, and there were no lights on. When I heard Damo's shout, a man came out of the main room.

He was holding a dry tobacco stick in his hand, stuffing it into his mouth and smoking.

"Come back as soon as you come back. Why are the ghosts howling? Are they going to set off firecrackers to pick you up?"

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man, who looked to be in his mid-thirties.

The body shape, eyebrows, and facial features are very similar to Damo's.

The same pockmarked face, the same turned-up lips, the same bare feet wearing straw sandals, and the exposed fingernails were full of black mud.

"Brother, I brought a little brother back," Damo pointed at Yang Ruoqing who was standing behind him, then turned to the middle-aged man at the door of the house and said.

"The little brother said that he was from Sunjiagou. He went into the mountains with his brother and sister-in-law to cut firewood, and got lost. He lost his way..."

"I will bring him back first and let him stay at our house for one night. When he is bright and handsome tomorrow, I will ask someone about the way back to Sunjiagou and send him away..."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man raised his eyelids and glanced at Yang Ruoqing, sizing him up casually.

What Yang Ruoqing wore was adapted from Luo Fengtang's clothes after tearing off a section of trousers and sleeves.

Because Luo Fengtang's clothes had no patches, Yang Ruoqing deliberately tore holes in her elbows, knees, and other places.

Coupled with the mud and dust that she deliberately touched, her hair, body, and feet were dusty and slovenly, which matched the dress and temperament of her little brother in the mountains.

The middle-aged man took a look, said nothing, squatted down on a stone at the door of the house with a tobacco pole, and continued to smoke the tobacco.

Damo was startled when he saw this. He turned his head and glanced at Yang Ruoqing, who seemed helpless, and seemed to have thought of something.

He hurriedly came to the middle-aged man and leaned down.

"Brother, I told you that you won't live and eat in our house for free. Well, they even gave me five cents."

"They also said that the bundle of firewood he harvested will also be given to us." Damo said truthfully.

Seeing the five cents, the middle-aged man finally pulled the tobacco stick out of his mouth.

He put the five cents in his arms, glared at Yang Ruoqing, and said angrily: "Young men like you are running around blindly to prevent your family from worrying!"

After saying that, he stood up, put the tobacco pole behind his back and turned around.

"Let him sleep in the same room with you. I'll go tell your sister-in-law to cook for one more person at night."

After saying these words, the middle-aged man entered the dark room without looking back.

Here, Damo ran back to Yang Ruoqing very happily.

"Little brother, my eldest brother promised to let you stay at my house. Come, I will take you to my house!"

When going to Damo's house, Damo also introduced the layout of the house to Yang Ruoqing.

Of the three rooms in front, the middle is the main room, where we eat.

The front half of the house on the left is the kitchen, and the back half is the pigsty, where a very skinny pig is raised.

The room on the right is also divided into two parts.

The first half is Damo's brother and sister-in-law's house, and the back half is Damo's house.

Yang Ruoqing entered Damo's house, which was also dim.

"Why don't you light the lamp?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Damo said: "My brother won't let you light it. He will light it for dinner later. After eating, he will go to bed in the dark. My brother said that lighting a lamp is a waste of money. Our family's money should be reserved for me and my brother Xiaomo.

Buy a wife!”

Buying a wife?

Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't light a lamp, her eyes can see clearly at night.

There is only a simple shop in the house in Damo, and the bedding and other things on it emit a combined smell of sweat, dampness, and mold.

After Damo entered the house, he quickly went over to make the bed.

He said with some embarrassment: "Little brother, I made you laugh, my house is as messy as a pig's nest..."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "It's okay, men are like this, I am a man too, I understand."

Damo smiled and nodded.

"Little brother, what's your name? How old are you?" he asked again.

Yang Ruoqing said: "You can just call me Xiaotang. I just turned twenty on the sixth day of the first lunar month."

Damo said: "I'm twenty-six, hehe!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded, looked around again, then came to the small window at the back and took a few glances behind her.

There are also three low rooms in the back, two of them are dark, and the only one with firelight coming from it should be the kitchen.

The sounds of pots and pans could be heard in the kitchen, as well as the voices of men talking.

Yang Ruoqing withdrew her gaze and said to Damo: "Brother Damo, I have something I want to discuss with you."
Chapter completed!