sbdcsierra Chapter 210 Leaving Guojia Village
Chapter 210 Leaving Guojia Village
The old village chief spoke with such sincerity that the little girl burst into tears. The group of people who stayed at the Dali Temple felt extremely distressed.
Is this a bit too dramatic?
The old village chief seemed not to notice anything at all, and continued to speak sincerely about how kind the Guojiazhuang people were, and how they treated outsiders as brothers.
Gu Qingyun took out the household registration deeds in a businesslike manner and checked them one by one.
Sure enough, as long as there were no adults around, the old village chief would hold the crying and confused child and coax him while instilling in him the idea that he was the best.
Gu Qingyun felt very upset after hearing this, but there was nothing he could do. He could only check the situation of each family.
According to the old village chief, they fell ill not long after arriving here, and the rest of the people were afraid of having to take care of outsiders and so on.
Anyway, the listener is no longer interested, so there is no point in repeating the same thing over and over again.
"Record it well and don't waste the old village chief's kindness." Gu Qingyun said to Zhao Huaiqing beside him.
It's just a sarcastic remark, a soft knife that everyone has.
The old village chief was indeed a smart man. He understood immediately and said, "We are so grateful that you have come all the way to our village. How about you come to my house for a meal today? My wife is very good at making Lingzhi soup."
Gu Qingyun shook his head calmly, "We will leave after we finish the investigation, so don't bother you."
The old village chief nodded and said, "How can we let you leave empty-handed? We in Guojia Village are not so ignorant."
After saying that, the old village chief saw a few big men coming from the opposite side and winked. The big men who originally had fierce looks on their faces immediately nodded and bowed, and put on ugly smiles towards Gu Qingyun and the others.
Gu Qingyun and the others also nodded. "It's really hard to refuse such a kind invitation. How about the village chief showing us around the village? We think Guojia Village has some beautiful mountains and rivers."
The old village chief naturally had no bad intentions, so he left with Gu Qingyun and the others.
Leaving the place where the refugees lived, Wuhuan moved away from the team and walked towards an old lady who was sitting at the door basking in the sun.
The old village chief saw it, but said nothing, as if he didn't care.
Gu Qingyun didn't say anything and followed the old village chief to the other end of the village. The old village chief started boasting about his village again.
"Why are there no valuable crops in so many fields?" Xinhai asked puzzledly.
"My lord, you don't know that the source of income for our village is Ganoderma lucidum and various mushrooms. Whenever it rains heavily, every household has to go up the mountain, so naturally they don't have much free time to manage the fields." The old village chief smiled like a wise man who knew everything.
Xinhai smiled and said nothing more.
Xinhai came over a few days ago, and he asked this question on purpose.
Soon they arrived at the cemetery that Xinhai had seen last time. Gu Qingyun also recognized it, those small mounds of earth, some new and some old.
"Huh? Why are there so many graves here? They all look like new graves...?"
Gu Qingyun acted as if he was startled, took two steps back and said seriously.
The old village chief said calmly, "Don't offend Lord Shaoqing, and don't go forward. This was originally the ancestral tomb of our Guo family. Now that there are more and more people, we have to move the tomb. People in our Guo family consider it an honor to be buried here. After I die, I will also be buried here.
In the past, there were not so many people in Guojiazhuang, and this place was already at the foot of the mountain. It is far away from most of the residents of Guojiazhuang, but it is close. An old gentleman a long time ago said that this place is full of natural beauty. If we place our ancestral graves here, it can ensure that our Guojiazhuang will be rich and happy for generations to come. "
"These? Are these the traces of your grave relocation?" Gu Qingyun repeated.
"Oh, yes, sir. Otherwise, where would so many dead bodies come from? Some refugees died before, but although we do not exclude them from joining Guojiazhuang, this is the Guo family's ancestral tomb after all, and no outsiders are allowed. Those refugees who unfortunately died are buried there like other dead people in our village. If you don't believe it, you can just dig it up and have a look." The old village chief spoke earnestly and seriously.
Even Xin Hai was stunned without any expression. Could it be that he had seen it wrong that day? Impossible, how could he have seen it wrong?
"No need. I'm not doubting you. It's just that these little mounds of earth are so new that I can't help but be curious." Gu Qingyun said lightly, and his eyes seemed to show that he didn't care about these mounds of earth at all.
"Oh, what a joke. If it hadn't rained heavily, some old tombs would have been washed away. The villagers wouldn't have moved. They've been busy inside and outside for several days, and it's only been a few days since we finished." The old village chief smiled and returned to his usual expression.
When they arrived at the entrance of the village, Wu Huan was already on his horse. Gu Qingyun said to the old village chief, "Thank you for your hospitality. We have other things to do, so we won't bother you with your hospitality."
The old village chief wanted to say something, but Gu Qingyun and his men had already mounted their horses. The old village chief could only shout from behind, "Slow down, my lords. Come back if you need anything!"
What followed was the sound of horse hooves and dust all over the ground.
As soon as those people left, the young men who had just come out came out.
"Uncle, what are they doing? I don't believe they are here to see if the refugees are doing well!"
"Don't talk nonsense. Trouble comes from the mouth. We didn't do anything. Just take them to see whatever they want to see." The old village chief leisurely took out his old dry pipe and took a few deep puffs, looking calm and composed.
The other young men immediately kicked the young man a few times, not too hard or too lightly, "That's right, don't make trouble, we didn't do anything, why are you so cowardly!"
It was the girl named Xiao Aqin who spoke up, "Ada, Grandma Xiuwen didn't say anything she shouldn't have said, did she?"
"She is an old lady who can only tell a few fairy tales. I'll just tell them now." The old village chief smiled and touched little Aqin's head. "Our Aqin is much better than his brothers. I'm afraid our Guo family will have a little medicine boy."
The other young men looked unhappy, but in the end they dared not say anything.
On the other side, Gu Qingyun and his companions walked non-stop towards Kyoto Prefecture. Guojiazhuang was clearly a dangerous place. No wonder so few people had left such a big village.
"The Guo Family Village is too united. We can't get anything out of them. Instead, it increases their vigilance." As they approached Kyoto Prefecture, the group slowed down and Zhao Huaiqing sighed.
"Yes, I saw it clearly that day. It was not an old grave at all. He lied with open eyes and there was no flaw. The old village chief is very powerful." Xinhai couldn't help but sigh.
Gu Qingyun couldn't help but ask, "There haven't been any cases in the past 80 years. Could it be because..."
The other people understood and were stunned. If it was really because they couldn't find the answer every time, then the unity of this village was unimaginable.
Unless it is for the collective good, or there is something that the whole village has to do together.