The unlucky guy was reborn as a lucky girl from a farm

At this moment, the old lady had a strong desire to return home. She looked into the distance, her thoughts had already drifted back to that familiar place.

I wonder if the old house has changed beyond all recognition? Can it still protect me from the wind and rain?

Thinking of this, the old lady couldn't help but feel worried, and she wished she could grow wings and fly back home to find out what was going on.

I saw her waving vigorously to her aunt not far away.

When my aunt came closer, the old lady said in a somewhat anxious voice: "Tomorrow you run an errand and give a message to my eldest son."

"Just tell him to go and see what the house has become and see if it is still habitable! Oh... I really hope everything is fine."

After she finished speaking, the old lady frowned deeply, her face full of sorrow, and then she sighed heavily, and the sigh seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

At this time, the dusk was like a huge piece of water-soaked cotton cloth, slowly spreading from the horizon.

Its dark color, like a thick layer of haze, weighs heavily on people's shoulders, giving people an unspeakable feeling of depression.

The aunt next to her was tightly grasping the corner of her damp clothes, her fingers turning slightly white from excessive force.

There seemed to be a bitter taste in her throat, as if she had just swallowed a gallbladder.

"Ugh!"

The aunt couldn't help but sigh again, complaining in her heart: "This old lady always thinks of strange things all day long. People over there are afraid of us, afraid of getting sick, and they want to stay away from us, but she actually came up with such a ridiculous idea, it's just crazy!"

"Besides, she still has to tell her eldest son. Humph, I think she is probably afraid that her eldest son will live too long. What mother would do such a thing!"

"Old lady, this..."

My aunt looked embarrassed and hesitated to speak, wondering in her heart how to start the conversation.

It was just a matter of a few short steps. It was not a difficult task, nor would it make people feel too tired or hard. But if things were not done smoothly in the end, the old lady would definitely blame herself.

Whenever she thought of this, she felt a headache coming over her, as if countless little bugs were crawling around in her head.

So, she made a prompt decision and decided to take the initiative and quickly find a way to shift the blame to avoid being scolded and nagged by the old lady in the future.

"It's not a big deal to bring a message, but please think about it carefully! We can't just run around here, and it's the same over there. If we do this, this matter may not be done smoothly!"

As the aunt spoke, she carefully observed the changes in the old lady's expression, fearing that she might accidentally say something wrong and anger her.

The old lady didn't care about what the aunt said. She narrowed her eyes slightly, raised the corners of her mouth, and said lightly: "It was not because of the terrible flood that we had to put people together!"

"But now, the flood has subsided, and everything has returned to normal, right? We can't move at will, but they may be able to do so. So, when I ask you to do this, just go ahead and do it boldly, and don't drag your feet any more!"

The old lady was so anxious that she tossed and turned while lying there, but couldn't fall asleep.

I had no choice but to say to my aunt: "I feel like I'm being scratched by a cat. I really can't wait any longer. How about this? You should go right now!"

As the old lady spoke, she kept waving her hands, as if she wanted to push my aunt out.

Then he added: "We have nothing to do anyway, so we might as well leave right away."

When the aunt heard this, she looked embarrassed, but seeing how anxious the old lady was, she knew that if she didn't agree, it would not work.

So I could only nod my head helplessly and said, "Okay, since you said so, I'll leave now."

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

The moonlight shone on the crooked branches, casting spider-web-like shadows.

Suddenly, the aunt heard a suppressed cough coming from the darkness, and she tightened the cloth on her face again.

Before I even reached the border, I suddenly heard a yamen runner yelling in front of me: "What are you doing?"

The sound was like a bolt from the blue, shaking the air around it.

My aunt was so frightened by the sudden roar that she trembled all over and jumped three feet high as if she had been electrocuted. It was already pitch dark in the sky, and she couldn't tell whether the person standing in front of her was a person or something else.

Now, coupled with the sudden loud voice, my aunt was really scared.

She felt like her little heart was about to jump out of her throat, beating wildly.

The aunt stroked her chest, trying to calm her frightened emotions, and couldn't help but secretly complain to the old lady in her heart: "Look at what she asked me to do! She almost scared me to death!"

The aunt hurried over and explained, "Brother Yamen Runner, it's me!"

Upon hearing this, the yamen runner walked up to the aunt and looked her over carefully. He saw a hint of suspicion in her eyes and asked, "It's already this late, why are you running here instead of taking good care of the old lady?"

Although there was a thin layer of cloth between us, one could still clearly feel the sorrow on the aunt's face.

I only heard my aunt sigh and say, "Well, to be honest, that old lady is really difficult to deal with! Just now, when I heard that we can use water freely from now on, she immediately asked me to come and find her eldest son, saying that she wanted to ask if her house is still habitable. From my point of view, she probably wants to move back there."

Hearing this, the yamen runner couldn't help but widen his eyes and thought to himself: "Good fellow, this old woman is really bold."

So he replied with a straight face: "No, no one is allowed to leave this place without the order from above."

The aunt looked embarrassed and helpless, so she could only continue to plead, "Brother Yamen Runner, you know the nature of that person. I have tried to persuade her like this before, but it didn't work at all! Otherwise, why would I be here in the middle of the night?"

"How about this, can you please go and call her eldest son over? I promise to stay away from him and just talk to him here. Is that okay with you?"