"Dà Sun nodded: 'Before, I saw that big-eared oxcart driver pulling a horse around. He was quick and agile, and his looks were rather fierce. He seemed like a martial artist!'"

Speaking of this, Yang Ruqing smiled.

He used to be the leader of a gang in Qingshui Town. Tianxiang Building and that entire street were under his and his men's protection.

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"Well, I know that too. He came to the restaurant's grand opening last time." Mrs. Sun smiled and picked up the conversation from the side.

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　　Dà Sūn shì wù le: "Zuò dì pí liú máng de a? Kào bù kào de zhù a?"

Yang Ruqing said: "Do not suspect people when you don't use them, and do not doubt those whom you trust. I believe in Da Er."

Then Mrs. Da Sun said nothing more.

Because she knew, Qinger this daughter was a sensible girl.

She said okay, so it's definitely okay.

“So, what are you going to do about the transport team?” Big Sun asked.

Yang Ruqing calculated.

On that side of his big ears, he himself on his face, at most bringing five or six people over.

As for the team, she plans to put together a squad of fifteen people.

At first, this caravan's deliveries were likely limited to within the Qiyuan County area. Deliveries to neighboring towns and counties were also possible.

A team of fifteen people, everyone can handle any tasks and make things work.

When the buying and selling scale becomes larger in the future, we will expand the scale then.

"I plan to select ten strong and able-bodied men from the village, or villages nearby, for the transport team," she said.

The transportation team can't run away, they get paid based on the distance of each trip and the price of the goods.

Settle individually.

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Of course, these details had already been accounted for in Yang Ruqing's mind.

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She will explain things clearly to them face-to-face when it comes to specific recruitment.

After staying with Old Mrs. Sun for a while, she inquired about her eldest grandson and brother-in-law's pig farming.

I have raised thirty piglets. Everything is going as planned.

The elder brother-in-law, the daughter-in-law, and Old Sun were all busy tending to the piglets.

Doing the laundry is Xiaojie's job.

Because Mrs. Sun is getting older, she gets dizzy after squatting for too long.

But the three meals a day were all cooked by Old Mrs. Sun.

Including washing dishes and pots, sweeping the yard.

Dai Jie then studied with Da An, concentrating on his books.

Hearing the clearly defined division of labor within Grandma's family, Yang Ruoqing felt a sense of contentment.

The days at home, and the days with relatives, are all diligently moving forward.

It's so good.

But when she followed Mrs. Sun and took Xiao An back to her own house.

Immediately, I was enveloped by a strange atmosphere.

...no longer held the same bright, vibrant atmosphere as it had when it was at Grandma's.

In its place came anxiety, oppression, and worry...

Why?

Because shouts from the Tan family could be heard from the front yard, mixed with the cries of the Yang family...

“Mother, did my wet nurse and second aunt come back?”

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and asked Sun beside her.

Sun was just reaching for the key to open the door when Yang Ruqing asked, and he gave a light 'hmm' in response.

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“This morning, you went to the tavern. Your mother-in-law came home right after you left.”

Sun said.

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Yang Ruqing suddenly realized that Tan shi must have heard the news about Yang Huamei's disappearance and couldn't stay in town.

So he went back to the village.

I'm going to check the front yard.

Yang Ruqing said, then turned and left.

As soon as I reached the front yard, I saw that the door to Tan's house was half open. I could hear Tan's scolding coming from inside.

Er Ma Yang came out of the house carrying a basin, her hair disheveled and her eyes red from crying.

She crouched at the doorway, scrubbing the soiled clothes in the basin with her head bowed. Behind her, Tan's scolding continued unabated.

“A pair of heartless bastards, not supporting the elderly, hiding in town…”

"If you don't want to hide, just return to the village openly, then we won't have to go to town..."

"Without going to town, Meier won't have any trouble returning home..."

"Meryl is gone, all thanks to you!"

"If anything happens to Meili, none of you will live either. We won't be able to go on living like this anymore..."

Tan scolded and cried, making a heart-wrenching scene. The very roof shook with her commotion.

Yang crouched at the doorway, her head almost touching the ground.

Like a criminal, he nervously wrung out the dirty clothes in his hands.

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Yang Ruqing saw all this and shook her head secretly.

>Still, the same thing applies: everyone is responsible for their own actions.

I think I've got the general idea.

Yang Ruqing turned around and ran back to the backyard in one breath.

Xiao An was playing at the entrance of the courtyard, still holding the slingshot that Luofengtang had made for him. He squinted one eye and aimed at the branches of a tree over there.

Yang Ruqing patted his head in the past.

Remind him that the sun is about to set and not to run around, just play at the doorstep.

Then he slipped into the kitchen.

Sun Shi was chopping pig fodder there, Yang Ruohua pulled over a small stool and sat beside her, accompanying Sun Shi in conversation.

Sun Shi said, "Your father and your fifth uncle, they haven't come back all day."

"Right now, I don't know where to go. My stomach is growling from hunger at noon. For dinner tonight, I don't even know if I can make it back home..."

Hearing Sun's worried words, Yang Ruoqing's brow furrowed.

It's been almost two days since Yang Huamei went missing.

That's a bit off, isn't it?

Lost?

Or, did you run into a child being sold?

Could he have been confined by the old bachelors from around the village?

Yang Ruqing quickly refuted the two guesses that followed.

What kind of heavy taste would it take to keep her locked up?

Besides, with her size, even a strong young man like Yang Huazhong couldn't carry her more than from here to the courtyard door.

To kidnap her, a single person wouldn't be enough, it would take a gang!

Blue skies and sunshine, is that even possible!

In conclusion, Yang Ruqing speculates that the most likely scenario for Yang Huamei's disappearance is that she got lost.

She stood up and said to Mrs. Sun, "Mother, I'm going out for a while and will be back when it's time to cook dinner."

She went straight to Old Wang's house.

Wang Hongquan and Wang Zhuanzi went out to look for people, leaving only Zhuanzi's mother at home waiting for news.

Seeing Yang Ruqing coming over, Qian's mother hurriedly stood up.

"Qinger, did you hear any news about your aunt from your home?"

She asked urgently.

Yang Ruqing shook her head.

“My grandfather, my father and my uncles are still looking. There’s no news yet.”

"Ah?"

The woman fell into despair again.

Yang Ruqing said, "My nanny was crying so hard there that she wasn't even clear-headed. I came to take one of my aunt's old clothes and see if it could help."

Then, pulling herself together, she wiped her tears and went into Yang Huamei's room.

In a short while, he brought over a piece of Yang Huamei’s clothing and handed it to Yang Ruqing.

Yang Ruqing, holding Yang Huamei's clothes, came to the back of the village.

At this time, the sun had already set, and in the fields, villagers were still working.

She took the opportunity, when no one was looking, and plunged headlong into the woods.

He ran deep into the woods.

Then, he stopped near that abandoned kiln.

With both hands clasped together like a trumpet, pressed to the mouth, he shouted a name toward the mountains that followed the forest.