Rebirth of the beauty of the peasant girl

Chapter 426 Unreliable

Rongcheng is a strong man with good martial arts. When he is alone, his speed is much faster.

He came to the tent, and through the water curtain, he saw around a dozen people inside, each of them was holding onto a corner of the tent, and was drenched by the heavy rain like a drenched rat.

Seeing Rongcheng appear, they were all surprised and pleasantly surprised.

Rong Cheng shouted loudly: "Why don't you leave? Are you waiting to be drowned!"

A man with his hair sticking to his face and his clothes dripping down replied, "Officer! Are you from the magistrate's side?"

Rong Cheng said angrily: "You don't care where I am from, I asked you why you still don't leave!"

"I can't go..."

They grabbed the wind-blown tent and said with difficulty, "The rain is too heavy. If we leave, these sorghum will be destroyed!"

Rongcheng took a closer look and found that there were still many corn stalks piled up in the middle of the tent, which were covered in disorder by some gowns and long gowns to prevent the rain from drifting in and getting wet.

It turned out that they didn't want to leave, but that they were cutting the sorghum. If they left at this time, the sorghum would get wet.

Rongcheng knew that Qingluo asked them to cut these sorghum, and it seemed to have a very important purpose.

Since it was because of this reason, Rongcheng couldn't make his own opinions, so he went back and reported the matter to Qingluo.

"What, they are just for that little millet?!" Qingluo was furious, "Is life more important than food! Tell them to come back immediately! Don't worry about those things!"

Rongcheng also meant the same thing. After receiving Qingluo's order, he immediately went back to the slope and told them Qingluo's words.

Unexpectedly, these men shook their heads unanimously.

Rong Cheng was dumbfounded: "Aren't you crazy?"

"Officer, you should find a way for people to take these sorghums away. We just said that these sorghums are related to whether we can live a stable life in the future. Even if we risk our lives, we can't let the rain ruin these treasures." !"

Rongcheng had no choice but to go back to Qingluo.

"Who told Zhang Lizheng to tell them that!" Qing Luo was so angry that she wanted to grab Zhang Lizheng and tear it to pieces, "I'll go over and tell them!"

The water level kept rising, if they were completely trapped inside and couldn't get out, it would cost a dozen lives!
She broke off a branch to support her body, braved the strong wind and heavy rain, and walked towards the tent in the water with difficulty.

Rong Cheng hurriedly followed her to protect her carefully, preventing her from falling or being washed away by the water.

She was so petite, the water level reached Rongcheng's knees, and even reached her thighs. She was swaying in the water, and Rongcheng was really worried to see.

After finally reaching the slope, Qingluo climbed up, tore off the tent cloth, and shouted angrily: "Go back to me! Damn, he's going to die, right?"

The rainwater instantly poured on the sorghum pile in the middle.

They were all stunned, staring blankly at the girl in black with a face full of anger, with wet bangs and eyelashes.

"Why are you still standing there! Go back!" Qing Luo rudely pushed the man closest to her.

The man timidly said: "Lizheng said..."

"He's talking a fart!" Qing Luo, who was so angry, couldn't help but swear, "I'm the county magistrate, he's a bitch! Are you trying to kill my mother! If you don't leave, I will expel all of you from Pingyang County! "

After Qingluo scolded and threatened, these ten or so men were finally willing to leave with her.

But they still didn't want to throw away the sorghum they had so hard to cut, and insisted on carrying it back even if it got wet.

The water level is not too deep at the moment, as long as they are willing to leave, Qing Luo doesn't bother to care what they have to bring, she turns around without saying a word and returns on the same route.

When the group of them climbed to the strong hillside, they looked towards the village again, and there was water everywhere in their eyes. Except for the houses and the anxious crowd, the roads and farmland were completely invisible.

And the water level below the hillside is getting higher and higher, if Qingluo's size goes down, it will reach her waist.

"My lord, I'll take you there!" Rong Cheng couldn't help but grab her and let her sit on his shoulders.

Qingluo was startled, and quickly grabbed his shoulders to stabilize her body: "I can go over by myself..."

Rongcheng pulled the rain hat over his head and coughed lightly: "Hey, well, haven't you been in poor health recently? I'll take you there."

Qingluo was puzzled: "When did I become ill?"

Even sleeping, she is twice as fast as a normal person!

Rong Cheng said weakly: "It's Gui Xiang who said that you can't touch cold water these days..."

Qingluo: "..."

This big-mouthed cinnamon!
She actually told Rongcheng everything about her period!
What a stinky girl who values ​​sex and despises master!
See how to deal with her when I go back!
Gui Xiang is far away in the county office, she can't reach it now, sitting on Rong Cheng's shoulder, she is so embarrassed that she doesn't know what to do.

Rong Cheng seemed unreliable, he was just hanging around all day long.

But at critical moments, he can be pointed, and he is especially considerate and considerate.

After saying what he just said, he turned his head and waved to a dozen men: "All of you keep up, look behind and look at the front, don't fall behind!"

He himself carried the green radishes and walked at the end of the line.

As long as they waded through this low terrain and returned to the village, they would be safe.

When passing by a puddle, a man among the victims in front almost sank, but fortunately Rongcheng had quick eyesight and quick hands, and caught him in time.

Unexpectedly, the water was rushing here. After Rong Cheng pulled the man over, he lost his footing and almost fell into the water.

"Brother Rong, be careful!" Qingluo screamed, worried that she would increase his burden, so she was about to jump down immediately.

"Don't move!" Rong Cheng fixed her with one hand, grabbed the nearby tree with the other, and stood firm.

A burst of cold sweat broke out on his head, mixed with rainwater.

If he had thrown Qingluo into the waist-deep water just now, he couldn't even imagine the consequences.

"Let's go!" He frowned, quickly regained his composure, and said to the people in front.

This time, no one dared to be careless, one by one, carrying the sorghum stalks on their backs, they all returned safely to the ground at the head of the village.

Rongcheng also heaved a sigh of relief, and carefully put the green radish on the ground.

"Brother Rong..." Qingluo was about to express her gratitude, but found that his complexion was not very good.

A villager exclaimed in surprise: "Ah, this official, your leg—"

Qingluo was slightly startled, and hurriedly looked at Rongcheng's legs, and was horrified to find that the hem of his robe had been torn open at some point, revealing the wound on his leg, which was continuously bleeding out.

The surrounding water was stained a little red.

"Why don't you speak!"

Qingluo was a little anxious, took off her cloak, pulled him into the carriage, removed the cloak on him, rolled up her robe, and checked his injuries.

(End of this chapter)