It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 156

Jiang Yan thanked the aunt who stood up for her, then pulled out her arm that was being held by Baoqin and walked into the house calmly.

Fu Weixin was sitting facing the door, waiting for Jiang Yan's crying.

"Are they okay?"

"He's not dead. They say he got frightened while running out of the city and developed a high fever. Luckily, a tenant farmer who had been working at the farm took him home to recuperate. A few days ago, they heard that the situation in the city had stabilized, so they sent someone to the farm to look for you."

"Who's sick?"

"I didn't ask."

"Did the person who brought the news say which Hexia Village it was?"

"I didn't ask."

"Ah."

Fu Weixin watched Jiang Yan fall silent as he walked to a corner and quickly packed his bag. The resentment he had been accumulating, along with the anger he had just felt at being accused, finally erupted. "You've already figured out how to leave, right?"

The aunt shouted through the door: "Who are you to care whether others leave or not?"

Jiang Yan quickly glanced outside the house. Seeing that Zhou Liyou hadn't come out to embarrass his aunt, he lowered his head and continued with his work: "Girl, I have to go pick them up."

"Do you know what you will become after you leave? You will become a runaway slave!"

Fu Weixin threatened in a cold tone: "You and the elders you care about will become fugitives, and the other people in Dongshan Village you care about will also be implicated by you.

You're probably not familiar with how the aristocratic families deal with slaves who betray them, right?

Heavy labor, whipping and caning were considered merciful by the masters; more often than not, the prisoners would have their limbs broken and be thrown into the wilderness to be eaten by wild beasts.

Jiang Yan, I can give you another chance."

When the aunt outside the house heard Fu Weixin's description of the punishment for runaway slaves, she took a few steps back in fear at first, but then she calmed herself down, looked inside the house, looked at Baoqin and Yile who were nervous, and looked at Zhou Li who had walked out of the house and was leaning against the courtyard wall.

She muttered to herself, "A noble family would only release a girl like this? How come they have fewer people under their command than the village mourners? Could they be fakes? They look so skinny, I could find a few people to break their legs."

Jiang Yan tied the luggage tightly around his body, then looked at Miss Fu who was still sitting upright and asked softly, "Miss, do you know what the end of the aristocratic family will be?"

Fu Weixin frowned and looked displeased because of Jiang Yan's inexplicable answer.

Jiang Yan said nothing more, and before turning to leave, she gave him a heartfelt blessing: "If you really want to punish me, a runaway slave, why not reunite with Governor Chang first?"

There was silence in the room for a moment, and then there was a loud clanging sound.

Baoqin didn't bother to stop Jiang Yan from walking out of the yard, and quickly ran into the house to check if Miss Fu was injured.

Huanyan hesitated for a moment, and then followed Baoqin closely.

As Baoqin was comforting Fu Nulang, her eyes fell on the broken hanging pot that had been knocked over on the ground and the fire that had been completely extinguished by the warm water in the pot, and she felt a little annoyed.

"What happened?" Chunying, Yile and Tingying came back and saw Baoqin wiping the water stains on Fu Nulang's coat, while Huanyan was staring at the fire with a frown.

Baoqin shook her head at the three of them, indicating that they would talk about it later. However, Huanyan quietly led them out of the house and recounted the whole thing in a very low voice from beginning to end.

Finally, he added his own opinion: "Jiang Yan has been looking for her tribe members for a while now. The girl deliberately hid it from her, so she must be angry. I hope she can come back and be with us after she finds her tribe members."