Cultivation through the farm gate

"Brother, will we come back?" Although Murong Qi is young, he understands many things, just like when the relationship was broken up yesterday, he was very obedient and didn't interrupt, and he could understand a little bit.

Murong Hao explained it to him last night, and those who didn't understand understood what was going on.

In Murong Qi's heart, as long as he can be with his older brothers and sisters, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"I won't come back, because this place will not be our home in the future." Murong Hao said while looking at the front.

"Oh!" In Murong Qi's heart, wherever his brother and sister are, he will be there, and it doesn't matter where he lives.

When Jiang Shi passed away, he was still young, so he didn't have any nostalgia for this place.

After moving all the things, the three brothers and sisters walked towards the entrance of the village.

From far away, Murong Hao and the others saw the village chief Li Zhenggang waiting at the entrance of the village, so they walked up quickly.

"Village Chief, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

"I just arrived here too, let's go!" The village chief said indifferently.

Along with the village head, there was another young man, Li Mingzhe, the grandson of the village head.

Li Mingzhe looked about sixteen or seventeen years old.

In the memory of the original owner, this Li Mingzhe seemed to be very close to Murong Hao.

"Brother Hao, sister Xiaoyue, good morning Xiaoqi!" Li Mingzhe greeted them with a smile.

After hearing his address, Murong Yue realized that this young man was probably a little younger than Murong Hao.

"Mm, good morning." Murong Hao nodded.

"Morning Brother Mingzhe." Murong Yue and Murong Qi also replied to him.

"Get in the car!" the village head said.

The village head got on the mule cart first, followed by Murong Yue, and after she got up, Murong Hao carried Murong Qi up, and then Murong Hao jumped up and sat beside Mingzhe.

This mule cart belonged to the village head's family, in order to go to the town quickly and conveniently, so the village head bought a mule cart, which can be said to be the only better cart in the village.

The others are either ox carts or donkey carts.

Mules are different from donkeys. Mules run faster than donkeys, because half of the blood is from horses and half from donkeys, so mules are more expensive than donkeys.

After they were all seated, Li Mingzhe swung the whip in his hand and hit the mule on the buttocks, and the mule started to walk away in pain.

"Didn't Uncle Li drive the car before? Why are you today?"

After walking for a while, Murong Hao asked him curiously.

Uncle Li is Li Mingzhe's father, Li Yicai. In the past, Li Yicai was the one who drove the village chief whenever he had any business.

"Hey, didn't you hear about what happened to you yesterday? That's why I wanted to comfort you." Li Mingzhe patted his chest, expressing that he cared about the three of them.

Then he looked at Murong Hao, and said, "But looking at your expressions, there is no trace of sadness at all?"

Murong Hao looked at the front of the road with an indifferent expression and said, "There is nothing to be sad about. Without them, this life must go on."

After listening to his words, Li Mingzhe thought about it for a while.

Then he nodded and said, "That's true. Without them, the three of you, brother and sister, would be better off."

Murong Hao smiled noncommittally, "Then I will lend you a good word."

"We are brothers, what are you thankful for, and if you have anything to do in the future, just come to me!" Li Mingzhe said with a bold smile.

As if Murong Hao was infected by him, he smiled knowingly, "Okay."

Compared with the relaxation outside the mule cart, the inside of the mule cart is not so comfortable.

Inside the mule cart, the village chief sat in the middle with a serious look, which made Murong Yue who was sitting beside him inexplicably nervous.

Murong Qi, who was next to Murong Yue, looked at Murong Yue and then at the village chief, feeling that they were a little strange.

"Xiaoyue girl." Finally the village head spoke.

When Murong Yue heard him call, she smiled politely and called him "Grandpa Village Chief".

"Are you afraid of me?" the village head asked again.

Murong Yue blinked, looked at the village chief with big eyes and said, "No? Why does the village chief ask such a question?"

"It's nothing, I just saw that you seemed very nervous, and thought you were afraid of me!"

The former Murong Yue was really afraid of him, but now the Murong Yue has changed her core, it is no longer the previous one.

Of course it was impossible for Murong Yue to tell him.

"It's just the first time for me to ride a mule cart, so I'm inevitably a little nervous, not because I'm afraid of you, the village chief." Murong Yue said smilingly looking into his eyes.

Looking at her sincere and clear eyes, the village chief could tell that Murong Yue was not lying.

"Well, it's good." After that, the village chief didn't speak any more.

Murong Yue didn't understand what he meant when he said it was good, but seeing that he didn't speak anymore, she didn't ask any more questions.