It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 141

This proposal was agreed by most people. They were already numb when staying outside the courtyard, but they felt very uncomfortable when entering the house. They really needed to find something to distract their attention.

Holding the qin first, she thought for half a cup of tea before saying, "The night sky is quite beautiful tonight."

It's beautiful. What next? Everyone looked at Baoqin. After brewing for so long, they should be able to say more.

Baoqin lowered her head and pinched her fingers awkwardly. She couldn't say anything. In this environment, her brain and mouth seemed to be completely blocked by paste.

Tingying, wanting to help her sister distract herself, echoed, "It is indeed beautiful, with lightning, thunder, and heavy rain."

Everyone was able to follow this content, and soon everyone started talking, until they had basically mentioned everything they saw nearby, and then it was Jiang Yan's turn.

Without thinking, she said, "There's a coffin."

Jiang Yan swore that she didn't mean it. She was just distracted by the movement of the object so that she could escape in time. After all, the current environment really fits the beginning of some events... She was very afraid that a bolt of lightning would strike and she would come face to face with the current residents.

The atmosphere was tense again for a moment, and Chunying quickly tried to smooth things over: "It's a pity it's empty."

Is that what people say? Fu Weixin accidentally pinched Baoqin's thigh. Baoqin forced a smile and glared at Chunying.

"Don't feel sorry. If you want to see it, it might be in the main house." This was the first time Yile's consideration came at such an inappropriate time.

Fu Weixin regretted that he should have changed the subject immediately after Jiang Yan finished speaking, instead of taking a chance and allowing Yile and Chunying, who had already been led astray by Jiang Yan, to continue speaking.

Jiang Yan had no idea what Fu Nulang was thinking. She was first surprised that the two of them had mastered unique speaking skills, and then she felt that it was no wonder that she felt that they were close and reliable.

Jiang Yan's curiosity overwhelmed her fear. She squeezed closer to where Yi Le was, then asked with admiration, "Sister Yi Le, are you not afraid at all?"

Fu Weixin's words stopped at his lips.

Several scenes flashed through Yile's mind. She blinked and said calmly, "They won't move, and they can't do anything bad. Aside from becoming smelly and ugly, you'll get used to it. There's nothing to be afraid of.

Didn’t we see this a lot when we were fighting bandits in Xiding? They didn’t even have a coffin.”

Jiang Yan knew this was the truth, but she couldn't get over it at the moment. Furthermore, Yile actually said she could open the coffin and take a look, without any reservations. Was she too closed-minded and outdated to learn the customs of Northern Jin?

Yile's words were clear and direct. Fu Weixin and Baoqin gave up the idea of ​​starting a new topic. They didn't know how to explain their fear.

They weren't afraid of the bodies of bandits because they'd committed countless crimes and deserved death. So why were they afraid of the bodies of ordinary people? They hadn't committed any crimes in their lives. Moreover, most of them had been involved in human deaths, whether or not they deserved it.

Silent all night.

It was probably the beginning of the morning when the drizzle outside the yard stopped and the sky turned blue.

Not long after, several heavy footsteps were heard outside the yard.

Jiang Yan woke up from her deep sleep and saw Yile and Chunying, one above and one below, peeking out through the crack of the side room door.

...Why don't you take something to defend yourself?! Jiang Yan saw from behind that both of them were empty-handed and felt a little anxious.

She stuffed a wooden stick into the hands of both men, pulled out a hatchet and stood beside them, ready to attack anyone who tried to force their way in and harm them.

Yile looked at the wooden sticks in his left and right hands and whispered to comfort him, "Don't be nervous. It must be a resident who came here to put the body away."