Mysterious treasure chest

Chapter 281 Simple and Poverty

At this time, the two old men got up from the ground, approached Yang Hao cautiously, picked up the gun and ran back, for fear that Yang Hao would make a move.

But Yang Hao didn't mean to stop him at all, and kindly reminded: "You two old men, run slowly and be careful of wrestling."

Puff!

Liu Qing couldn't help laughing, the previous tension dissipated instantly, and an inexplicable sense of security surged in her heart.

He felt that as long as Yang Hao was around, he wouldn't be afraid even if the sky fell, because to him, it didn't seem like a big deal, and he could solve it easily.

Only then did the two old men stand still with their guns in embarrassment, turned around, and raised the gunpowder gun again.

However, the two hesitated for a while, and finally moved the muzzle of the gun to the side, not directly aiming at Yang Hao and the three of them. At the same time, they unconsciously stepped back a few steps, not daring to get too close to Yang Hao.

The old man with a white beard frowned, shook his head and said, "Hmph, don't think that we mountain people are uneducated. What if you deceive us and deliberately use bitter tricks to confuse us?"

Yang Hao's head was full of black lines, and he raised his forehead and said: "This old man who is familiar with the art of war, we really just stay overnight and leave tomorrow. We really don't have any other intentions."

He looked at the disbelieving expression on the other side's face, and added: "Then how about you get us two rooms, and then let someone guard the door so we don't go out, so it's okay, right?"

The white-bearded old man thought for a while, and finally nodded hesitantly: "That's fine, let's do it like this, but the accommodation can't be free, you have to pay, and the labor costs of the guards also have to be counted as money, and cash is required. is that OK?"

Yang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded quickly: "No problem, of course no problem, these expenses are all due, cash is also no problem, everything is negotiable."

However, he thought of the old village chief inexplicably in his mind, and thought to himself, could it be that this white bearded old man and the old village chief are brothers who have been separated for many years?

After negotiating the price, Yang Hao readily paid the money first, and the old man with white beard looked much better immediately, and quickly arranged a room for them.

It is the east end of the village, the outermost building on stilts. It looks very dilapidated on the outside. I didn't expect that there were still people living in it.

Most of the houses in the village are stilted buildings with ethnic characteristics. The main material is bamboo that can be seen everywhere in the nearby mountains. It costs almost no money, only labor costs.

"Ah Fang, these three people will spend the night at your house tonight. You don't have to worry about safety. There are people outside taking turns watching the night."

The white-bearded old man said to the owner of the house: "And they don't live in vain. For those who pay, I will give you your share after the account is settled tomorrow."

He looked at the sleepy-eyed boy next to Ah Fang. He looked five or six years old, dark and thin, and looked malnourished.

The white-bearded old man couldn't help sighing: "Oh, when the time comes, I'll take the money and buy some meat for Gouwa. You see, this kid is skinny, but it's really difficult for you to pull two dolls by yourself."

Ah Fang was a young woman with dark skin and short hair, holding a sleeping soundly little girl in her arms, about two or three years old.

She smiled at the white-bearded old man: "Uncle Jiu, thank you for taking care of me. I will take care of these three guests. Don't worry."

Uncle Jiu nodded, warned Yang Hao and the others a few words, told them to be honest and not to cause trouble, and then left with the others, leaving only four people and a few dogs downstairs to watch the night.

Ah Fang smiled cautiously: "Three...guests, my conditions here are a bit rough, please don't take offense."

Yang Hao smiled: "It's okay, I grew up in the mountains, and Uncle Jiu agreed to allow us to spend the night in the village, which is already a great help."

Ah Fang turned and walked upstairs: "Well, Uncle Nine is a good man. The reason why he let you live with me is to let me earn some money to subsidize the family. Don't blame him."

The two of them said a few more words of politeness, and Ah Fang took the three of them to the second floor, pointed to the two rooms in front of her, and said, "You can stay in these two rooms tonight, the one on the right is available now, and the one on the left is right now." I'll clean up this room for you right away."

After speaking, she quickly walked into the room on the right, put the sleeping girl in her arms into a bamboo basket, and picked up another blanket.

Immediately afterwards, Ah Fang took the bamboo basket and led her son into the small room near the stairs, gently put down the bamboo basket, put the blanket on her son, and said: "You take care of your sister here, mother will come right away ,Okay?"

"Okay, I will take good care of my younger sister. Don't worry, Mom." The boy nodded sensiblely, separated a part of the blanket, and put it on the bamboo basket in front of him.

Ah Fang smiled and patted her son's head, turned around and went out, and began to clean up the room for Yang Hao and the others.

Seeing this scene, Liu Qing couldn't help feeling sad, and said, "Sister Ah Fang, let me help you."

Ah Fang smiled: "No need, my hands and feet are very dexterous, and I can fix it soon."

Yang Hao said at this time: "Sister Qing, go and look at those two children, Xingji and I will help clean up the house."

After speaking, he didn't wait for Ah Fang's consent, and started to help.

Liu Qing was not confused, she didn't rush into the small room, but just watched at the door, fearing that something might happen to the two children.

Only then did Ah Fang feel relieved, and she didn't say anything more, and together with Yang Hao and the little monk, they packed up quickly.

While tidying up, Yang Hao observed the situation in the house, especially the room on the right, which was obviously where Ah Fang and the two children slept before.

But even in this room, there is no decent furniture, except for a simple bamboo wardrobe, a table and chairs, and only a low bamboo bed.

In the room next door, there was only a bamboo bed, not even a table or chairs.

It can be seen that there are only her and two children in A Fang's family, and life is very difficult. It is not an exaggeration to say that the family is destitute.

Yang Hao saw all this in his eyes, and didn't say much, but when Ah Fang was about to return to the small room after cleaning up, he followed him to take a look.

This small room is obviously a utility room, and there are some farm tools, seeds, fertilizers and other things piled up in it, and the smell is a bit pungent.

More importantly, let alone the bamboo bed, there is not even a mat, only the dirty floor, or the uneven bamboo floor.

Yang Hao sighed secretly, and said, "Sister Qing, you, Sister Afang, and two children will sleep in the room on the right, and Xingji and I will sleep in the room on the left. That's it, let's go."

After finishing speaking, Yang Hao turned around and went into the room. The little monk also heaved a long sigh, shook his bald head, and followed into the room.

Liu Qing's eyes were red. She had only watched similar documentaries in poverty-stricken areas on TV and the Internet before, but she didn't expect that when she saw it with her own eyes, she would be so shocked and sad.

(End of this chapter)