In the backyard, Sun and Wang Cuilian, who were in distress, heard the good news brought by Yang Huamei, and both of them came to life again.

"Meier, Meier, you are the gospel!"

Mrs. Sun wiped away tears and was so grateful that she didn't know what to say.

I was looking for someone to feed the children everywhere, but nowhere was suitable. Why did I forget about Hongmei?

Mrs. Tan said: "In the past, you took care of Mei'er, and we, Mei'er, took it all in our heart. Look, I'll repay you now!"

Sun and Wang Cuilian nodded repeatedly. They said a lot of words of gratitude, which were not enough to express their excitement and joy at this moment.

Tan wanted to help Yang Huamei claim credit again, but Yang Huamei stopped her.

Yang Huamei's focus was on the two babies. She told Sun and Wang Cuilian: "Third sister-in-law, the two babies are very hungry looking like this. Let's feed them some noodle soup first."

Mrs. Sun nodded, "Your sister-in-law Cuilian and I are getting ready to feed you!"

Seeing that they were busy, Yang Huamei didn't stay long and left with Tan.

At home, Sun and Wang Cuilian continued to feed their two children.

As usual, the little baby didn't drink. He kept crying with his eyes closed until his voice became hoarse.

Although the eldest child did not react as strongly as the younger one, because he had been exposed to a little nai smell in the morning throughout the whole day, the eldest child was also very resistant and irritable.

"How can this be done?"

Mrs. Sun looked into the yard from time to time, but Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo had just gone out. Even if they went back and forth at the fastest speed, it would still take them a while to get back.

Can the dolls bear this time?

…

While the two children were crying heartbrokenly at home, their mother Yang Ruoqing was also suffering.

In a hidden cave on a cliff, fallen vines formed a natural barrier at the entrance.

In the cave, Yang Ruoqing lit a fire. She sat on the hay beside the fire, leaning against the cold stone wall behind her.

The collar of her dress was wide open, and the clothes on her chest were wet. She was burying her head and squeezing the food on her body to the ground. A fishy smell suddenly filled the small cave...

After finally squeezing out the 'food' on both sides, she lay on the haystack and almost collapsed.

Strong guilt surged up like a tide, drowning her in an instant.

It has been a day since I fed the two babies. I wonder what the children are doing at this moment?

She is really an irresponsible mother, wasting the children's 'food' like this.

Although she had made arrangements a few days before leaving the village, the two ladies should have arrived in Changping Village. I wonder if the children can accept it?

Logically speaking, the two children are still so young that they should not recognize people. If you have a nanny, you are your mother.

I hope they can accept it, eat well, sleep well, and grow up healthy.

She didn't dare to guarantee whether she would be able to go back alive once she came out.

As for my daughter, she went to the camp during the day and asked her and Jingling Hongxiu Yeyi about the situation on the other side of the cliff in detail.

I learned that my daughter and Jingling tried to go down to the bottom of the cliff several times that day, but each time they had to give up due to various constraints.

But even so they have gained something.

For example, they discovered a scratch several hundred meters long on the cliff wall, which was caused by a sharp blade.

Based on other marks on the side, it can be inferred that Luo Fengtang used a sharp blade to scratch the stone wall in order to reduce the impact when he fell sharply.

If it hadn't been for an accident, Luo Fengtang wouldn't have been able to do that. It would have been too dangerous.

Combined with the broken rope that my daughter and the others found before... someone must have sneak-attacked him at that time.

After Yang Ruoqing got all the information she wanted at the camp, she comforted her daughter, then knocked her unconscious, and secretly came to the cliff without telling anyone else, including Hongxiu.

If it hadn't been for their guidance, Yang Ruoqing might never have known that there was such a cliff hidden in this deep mountain.

The cliff is like a platform, standing there alone, with a lonely tree growing on the edge of the cliff.

On the opposite side of the cliff, thousands of peaks point to the sky. There is a natural chasm between them.

There, you look up at the sky above your head, and you see a gray sky. The clouds and mist in the sky condense into snowflake-shaped white water vapor, which floats down from the clouds.

Desolate, tragic, as if forgotten by the world.

The cliff is so steep that it seems to have been measured with a ruler. When you stand on the edge of the cliff and look down at your feet, you will see an abyss. If you fall, you will be shattered to pieces.

Here, it is so desolate and desolate that it is not like the human world. It is like a place where people have been exiled. Looking for people here will make you so desperate that you want to cry.

But Yang Ruoqing still came down.

Where there is Luo Fengtang, even if it is hell, she wants to break into it.

But she didn't expect that the cliff was so deep that she couldn't reach the bottom after climbing for a whole day, especially when the temperature under the cliff dropped suddenly after nightfall, so she had no choice but to find a place to stay temporarily.

Then I found this hidden cave, made a fire, took out the dry food I brought, drank some water, and finally felt a little better.

She pulled out the Moye Sword and held it in her arms. The sword had a connection with its owner. If danger approached while she was sleeping, the sword would respond.

Before closing her eyelids, the last thought that ran through her mind was: The nanny must have arrived at Changping Village, right? The children must have already eaten...

Changping Village.

Counting Yang Huaming and Yang Yongzhi who set off in the middle of the afternoon, two groups of people from the old Yang family have already gone to town.

Yang Huaming and his group were looking for nuns.

Yang Huazhong's group went to Baimeizhai to pick up Hongmei and asked her to come back to deal with the emergency.

Yang Huaming's group will definitely take a certain amount of time. The ones who have the greatest hope now are Yang Huazhong and others, because they are aiming for a clear goal.

In town, Baimeizhai.

When Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo hurriedly parked the carriage at the entrance of Baimeizhai, a waiter was coming out to carry the sign outside to attract customers.

Seeing Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo get off the carriage and rush into the hall, the waiter hurriedly shouted: "Two guests, our store is closed!"

Yang Huazhong ignored the guy and ran straight inside.

Blacksmith Luo said to the boy: "He is your shopkeeper's uncle. We came to see him for something urgent!"

In the hall of Baimeizhai, several lights have been extinguished, long stools have been put on the table, and several waiters are clearing away. Dabai is standing behind the counter, checking the accounts with abacus, looking up from time to time, looking around, and then giving instructions to the waiters

If something is not pleasing to your eyes, you can clean it up as you please.
Chapter completed!