A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

Chapter 316 Aunt Rulan

Ten bushels of millet, how many people and how many days could that feed?

It wasn't that Wen Meijiu was reluctant; it was simply that Wang Baoquan lacked sincerity. He was doing it on purpose. Even if she had agreed, he still wouldn't have.

After thinking it over, Wen Meijiu decided to let it go; at least the child wouldn't starve if he stayed with Wang Baoquan.

With a soft sigh, Wen Meijiu went back to find Ma Rulan and Qi Wenjing.

Since the little girl was going to follow their group, she was at least one of them. Helping to bury her mother was a kind of comfort for the little girl.

Thinking this, Wen Meijiu called Qi Wenjing and Ma Rulan over. The three of them worked together to lift the little girl's mother out of the low wall and move her to a small earthen slope nearby, where there were not many stones and it was easier to dig.

"Miss, shall I do it?"

Seeing that Wen Meijiu was working hard digging a hole with her head, Qi Wenjing offered to help.

"You all rest, let me do it."

This warm wine is truly gratifying. The two girls I found are both sensible and capable; everyone who meets them says they like them.

“I can do this job. You two go over there and help her clean up. She should leave clean.”

Having said that, Wen Meijiu became a little worried that they were afraid of corpses, so she asked another question:

"You're not scared, are you?"

Although they had seen many corpses on their journey of fleeing famine, it was normal for Qi Wenjing and Ma Rulan to be afraid, as they were girls after all.

“What’s there to be afraid of? If she makes any noise, I’ll be overjoyed. The little girl will finally be able to talk to her mother.”

Ma Rulan was a little older than Qi Wenjing, and showed no fear on her face. She volunteered to take out her pouch and instructed Qi Wenjing:

"Hold the torch closer to the young lady; it'll be brighter and won't hurt her eyes. I'll go over there."

Qi Wenjing, who usually seemed quite lively, was rather timid at this moment. She didn't argue back, but just kept nodding at Ma Rulan.

Seeing that Ma Rulan could indeed handle the situation on her own, Wen Meijiu stopped worrying about her and continued digging the pit while talking to Qi Wenjing.

"what!"

Ma Rulan suddenly let out a soft cry, startling Qi Wenjing and Wen Meijiu who were caught off guard.

"what happened?"

Without thinking twice, Wen Meijiu threw down the shovel in her hand, snatched the torch from Qi Wenjing's hand, and ran towards Ma Rulan.

Because they were very close, Wen Meijiu rushed over in a few steps and helped Ma Rulan, who was slumped on the ground, to her feet.

Fearing there might be something wrong with the body, Wen Meijiu quickly examined it thoroughly, but couldn't find anything amiss.

"What's wrong? Tell me!"

Seeing Ma Rulan's dazed look, Wen Meijiu was really anxious and shook her shoulders from side to side.

After a long while, Ma Rulan turned her head in a daze and saw that Wen Meijiu's face was already full of tears.

She slowly lowered her head and picked up the corpse's right hand; her right little finger was missing more than half of its length.

Wen Meijiu looked closely and saw that the scar on the little finger had healed perfectly, indicating that it wasn't broken off in a short time.

The possibility of deliberate dismemberment of the body can be ruled out.

"What is the problem?"

Qi Wenjing, who was standing next to her, also became anxious and asked another question.

"My aunt also lost a finger in this spot, it was broken by her husband, sob sob sob..."

Before she could finish speaking, Ma Rulan was already sobbing uncontrollably, her tears falling like beads from a broken string.

"No way."

Wen Meijiu quickly parted the hair on the female corpse's face, poured water on the corner of her clothes, and wiped her cheeks. Soon the corpse's face was clearly revealed.

"Bring the torch closer."

Qi Wenjing didn't dare to delay for a moment and quickly moved the torch closer.

"Take a look and see if it's true?"

Wen Meijiu took Ma Rulan's hand and pulled her closer to look at her.

After just one glance, Ma Rulan immediately covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face like a broken string of pearls.

"When I was little, my aunt was very kind to me and took good care of me. Waaah, she was so young and she's gone, so pitiful..."

During the famine, each family had its own difficulties, and it was rare to find relatives and friends who could persuade each other to go together. It was not uncommon for families to meet on the road.

Seeing Ma Rulan so heartbroken, Wen Meijiu must be a kind elder. She breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that she had done this good deed, otherwise she would have missed the opportunity.

Gently patting Ma Rulan's shoulder, he offered her warm wine:

"The dead cannot be brought back to life. Please accept my condolences."

"Waaah, umm, I know, but I just can't stop the tears."

The reason Ma Rulan cried so bitterly was because she remembered her mother. When her mother died, she and Qi Wenjing were so hungry that they didn't even have a chance to cry properly.

Taking this opportunity, she released all her grief, which is why she was so heartbroken.

No amount of persuasion could change anything. Wen Meijiu knew all too well the pain of being separated from loved ones by death, and felt utterly helpless.

However, she quickly came up with a way to comfort Ma Rulan.

"Rulan, do you have a cousin?"

Ma Rulan immediately stopped crying, wiped away her tears, and quickly asked:

"Miss, how did you know?"

Wen Meijiu clapped her hands excitedly and told her:

"She's in our group, would you like to see her?"

"Of course I miss her. Where is she?"

The mere mention of this issue gave Wen Meijiu a headache. Wang Baoquan was rather difficult to deal with, so it was best not to tell Ma Rulan yet, lest she rashly go to Wang Baoquan and anger him again.

"Don't cry yet. Let's bury your aunt first and let her rest in peace. Then I'll tell you the story slowly."

Ma Rulan stopped crying and immediately perked up, helping Wen Meijiu clean up the woman's face and body.

Even if a person dies and there is no coffin, they must be wrapped in a straw mat before being buried.

But on the road of fleeing famine, there's no time to be so particular; being able to be properly buried is already a great achievement.

Because this woman was Ma Rulan's aunt and they had a special bond, Wen Meijiu thought it over and over again, and finally asked Qi Wenjing to go back and get an empty burlap sack, wrap the woman in it and bury her.

Ma Rulan was extremely grateful to Wen Meijiu, and after it was all over, she kept kowtowing to her.

"Miss, you are like my second parents. I would never be able to repay your kindness even if I spent my whole life."

If Wen Meijiu hadn't been thinking about that little girl, even if Ma Rulan's aunt had died far from home, rotting into mud and sun-dried yellow earth, probably no one would have known.

Wen Meijiu helped Ma Rulan up and slowly told her the whole story of the little girl.

"This is outrageous! I already disliked him for bullying the young lady, but I never expected him to dare to steal our little cousin."

I'll go and get him back right away.

Qi Wenjing reacted even more strongly than Ma Rulan, and immediately became furious after hearing what was said.

"What are you going to use to snatch it? Strength? Numbers?"

Seeing Qi Wenjing angrily heading to find someone, Wen Meijiu asked a question indifferently, which stopped her in her tracks.