Farming in space: the struggle of peasant girls

Chapter 21
Mu Yu hurt his foot, so he didn't go back as fast as he came, and he returned to the ruined temple when the sun was setting.

As soon as she appeared, she was surrounded by Yang Erlang and Zhao Cong, everyone had a happy and nervous expression on their faces.

"Fortunately, sister Muyu, you are fine, you really scared us to death!"

"That's right, Second Brother Yang is planning to go outside to find you!"

Mu Yu was a little confused by them, realizing that these people were worried about her accident, a warm feeling surged in her heart.

She wanted to say that with her alertness and experience, it was almost impossible for something to happen, but seeing how these people worried about her from the bottom of their hearts, she swallowed the words again.

It's always good to be cared about, she hasn't felt this way for a long time.

"I'm fine, it's just that I accidentally scratched my foot today and walked a bit slower, it's okay.

By the way, if you have anything to change, come to the broken house and find me to change it. "

Mu Yu walked towards the ruined temple leaning on a branch, her injured foot didn't dare to touch the ground at all, she really didn't want to walk for a while.

Simply, they have been doing what they have been doing for a while, and many people in the ruined temple know something, so there is nothing much to hide at this time.

Yang Erlang saw her walking hard, squatted down in front of her, and walked into the ruined temple with her on his back.

Mu Yu didn't want him to carry it, but after looking at the distance and the cloth strips stained with mud and blood on his feet, he finally leaned on Yang Erlang's not-so-broad back and let him carry it into the dilapidated house inside.

Needless to say, this move of the two of them once again won the strong onlookers of the beggars in the ruined temple, who raised their eyebrows, rolled their eyes, whistled, and booed for a while.

Mu Yu was very speechless, Yang Erlang was only 15 years old, and the original owner was only [-] or [-] years old, even in this ancient age of early marriages, they were considered young, why are these people making such fuss?
But there's no need to argue with these people, they won't listen even if they explain anything.

Yang Erlang quickly carried Mu Yu back to the broken house, placed her on the mat, and helped her check the condition of her injured foot.

More than a dozen pairs of eyes in the room were staring at him, but Mu Yu avoided it. In order not to hurt Yang Erlang's feelings, she explained,

"I have washed the wound with water on the way and re-bandaged it. Now I don't need to bandage it again. Thank you."

Yang Erlang nodded, then took off a coat from his body, manually tore it into strips and put it aside, and said,

"You can wrap a few more wraps, and it won't hurt when you walk."

"it is good."

Mu Yuzheng was moved by Yang Erlang's actions, and felt that she had made a good friend, when she heard a voice of disappointment from the side.

"Lonely men and widows, who don't obey the rules, used to sink into the pond..."

"It's just that, that is, no one cares about this famine year. When the time is good, you can see what they will do. Isn't this just sex without a matchmaker?"

"I've seen that the two of them are not right, and I'm afraid they have hooked up a long time ago. No wonder she brought water at that time. I said how could someone give something to others for no reason..."

Mu Yu felt hehe, and locked on the people who spoke.

One of them is of course the old enemy Mrs. Wang, who is standing in the yard talking to the women in the other room. Those people are not polite. Of course, apart from them, there are also some men who describe them as obscene, which also disgusts her.

Being alone in this environment, there are always many helpless times, such as now.

She thought about a way to suppress the arrogance of these people without causing public anger, and of course she still wanted to catch the best of them, Mrs. Wang, and kill the chickens to make an example to the monkeys.

But before she could open her mouth, Yang Erlang stood up abruptly, clutching the branch she had used as a walking stick before, and walked aggressively in the direction of Mrs. Wang.

That branch was what she was going to use for self-defense, it was as thick as an adult's wrist, and a stick was enough for a person to bear.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the other women slipped away immediately. Mrs. Wang still wanted to hold on for a while. Her husband and son are here, so she has some confidence today.

Yang Erlang approached little by little, but her husband and son still sat there watching without seeing anything, and she gradually panicked.

I want to run, but my legs and feet are a little weak, and I want to shout, but there is no sound when I open my mouth.

She could only watch the thick wooden stick whizzing towards the wind, her legs softened, and she let out a shrill cry, and fell backward as if she couldn't control her body.

"Oh!"

The wooden stick collided with the rotten wood on the broken window, making a loud noise, and shattered the rotten wood, causing the fragments to fly everywhere.

It turned out that Yang Erlang was just scaring her. His goal at the beginning was the broken window, and he succeeded.

All the surrounding sounds disappeared.

Yang Erlang once again became the center of everyone's attention, but this time there was no frivolity or teasing in everyone's eyes.

Yang Erlang didn't look at these people, nor did he look at the ugly Mrs. Wang who was paralyzed on the ground, as if nothing had happened, and turned back to the broken house calmly.

There was a period of silence in the dilapidated house, but soon the sound of people walking and talking could be heard outside the dilapidated house.

Ergou said to Boss Zhao who witnessed everything the whole time,
"Boss, look at this Yang Erlang, do we still have to win over?

If people like him cannot be used by us, staying in the ruined temple is a threat to us.

Boss, how about we... cough cough cough. "

Boss Zhao punched Ergou and said in a low voice,
"You are so capable, why don't you use it when you are negotiating with the people on Dongjie for a site?

Just know that if you use your brains in Lao Tzu's territory, if you don't care about it, I will break your leg and throw you to Beishan!

roll! "

Ergou suddenly trembled all over, dared not say anything, and ran into the house stooped.

The cannibalism of beggars in Beishan was just a rumor before, but it has intensified in the past two days, and all the beggars who escaped from there have confirmed this.

For a while, everyone talked about Beishan's color.

Even the people in Dongjie, who originally firmly disagreed with the people who broke the temple to accept the porridge, sent someone to send a message today saying that they want to talk.

That means that the two parties form an alliance, and Dongjie allows them to get the porridge, and they want to help Dongjie fight against the beggars in Beishan.

There is no other reason. Most of the beggars gather near the ruined temple. Beishan dare not come to arrest people, but the East Street is prosperous and there is no such a large gathering point. Although there are many people, they are scattered and easy to place orders.

It is said that several little beggars have disappeared in Dongjie.

Boss Zhao couldn't see anything on his face, but he was actually very anxious in his heart.

He has fought in wars, seen the cruelty of life and death, and knows that there are many factors that determine the outcome. The people in Beishan are already crazy, lunatics have no reason, and it is very difficult to defeat lunatics.

But if you don't care, these lunatics will come to your door sooner or later.

Or, before the lunatics came to the door, the government would treat them as lunatics together.

They have no choice but to choose to fight the lunatic, but this requires manpower and food.

The food can still be replenished with porridge from the East Street, but the manpower has always been insufficient.

Although there are many people who ruin the temple, there are not many strong and courageous men. These people are still held back by their parents, wives and children, and refuse to join them. Only those who follow him can't do it.

Boss Zhao turned his attention to the dilapidated house where Yang Erlang lived, and then gradually settled into several other houses with strong men, secretly making up his mind.

(End of this chapter)