After listening to what Ah Hao said about Yang Ruoqing's experience, the woman's face showed pity and sympathy.

"Hey, it's also a girl with a hard life, fighting is really dead, and relatives are separated, hey......" The woman sighed again and again.

Yang Ruoqing was silent, standing there with a faint red in her eyes.

Although the experience of Baiyazhai was made up by herself, she was really experiencing the separation of her relatives.

Emotions are touched, unconscious, and sadness is revealed.

fell in the eyes of Ah Hao's mother and son, which made them sympathetic more and more.

Ah Hao said to the woman: "Mother, don't say these words again, it will make Ah Qing sad if you say too much." ”

"The sky is dead, the black lotus is in charge, Maitreya is born, and the world is happy."

"I believe that the Supreme Maitreya Buddha will bless Aqing to find her relatives!" Ah Hao said with a firm face.

Hearing this, the woman quickly nodded in agreement.

"yes, I'll find it."

Listening to the conversation between Ah Hao's mother and son, Yang Ruoqing was secretly surprised.

Aren't these words the uprising slogan of the Black Lotus Sect?

The founders of the Black Lotus Sect were two at the time, and they were said to be the brothers of the Alliance.

The eldest brother is called Wang Chao, and the second brother is called Zhang Lei.

It is rumored that this Wang Chao is the reincarnation of Maitreya Buddha, and the two brothers established the Black Lotus Sect, claiming to be the general of Tiangong and the general of Digong.

He said that he would do the right thing for heaven and save the poor and suffering people of the world from the water and fire.

Indeed, the Black Lotus Sect treats the common people well, robbing the rich and helping the poor, and beating local tyrants and inferior gentry everywhere.

In any denomination, there is no absolute good or evil, the key point is the position and purpose.

In the process of achieving the goal, denominational thinking will have a certain influence on the actions of the denomination.

The banner of the Black Lotus Sect is to save the people, so from the conversation between Ah Hao's mother and son in front of her, Yang Ruoqing can clearly feel it.

In the past few years, the Black Lotus Sect has really developed and grown in this area of Nanban.

The villagers in these villages believe in it and support it.

"Sister Aqing, come, let's go into the house and talk!"

The woman's voice pulled Yang Ruoqing's thoughts back.

She nodded lightly and walked after the woman to the stilted building.

Walking up a few wooden stairs, Yang Ruoqing followed the woman into the house.

The structure of the room inside is a simple hall with two small sleeping rooms on the left and right.

Beams and pillars made of bamboo, tables and chairs made of bamboo.

The furnishings in the house are still a little different from those in Changping Village.

The farmhouses in the area of Changping Village are all set up with eight immortal tables and four high benches, and the stove room is set up in another room.

And here, the hall is also a stove house, and it is also a canteen.

In the middle of the hall, there is a hanging pot.

Under the pot, there is a simple iron nest, and in the iron nest there are some dry branches or something.

On the side, there are two small low kang tables put together, and on one kang table there are some utensils for cutting and washing vegetables, as well as dishes and chopsticks.

On the other table is a teapot and bowl made of bamboo.

Then on the walls were nailed wooden and bamboo stakes, and hung garments, hats, and whole bunches of dried red peppers and corn cobs.

Antique, full of farmhouse flavor!

Although he is poor, it can be seen that Ah Hao's family lives very happily here, and they are also taking care of this small life with their hearts.

"Come, Sister Aqing, take a sip of tea to moisten your throat."

The woman's rough fingers brought a bowl of warm tea to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing hurriedly stood up from the small bamboo bench and took the bamboo bowl in the woman's hand with both hands: "Thank you, auntie." ”

The woman smiled lovingly, "We can meet, sit together and drink tea, in the words of Maitreya Buddha, this is fate." ”

"Sister Aqing, you are in trouble, don't worry, just make this your home for the time being."

"Ah Hao is familiar with the terrain in this area, and tomorrow, I will ask him to ask you about your relatives."

"You live with me at ease, don't worry, huh?"

In the face of the woman's sincere invitation, Yang Ruoqing was a little moved and a little apologetic.

"Well, thank you Auntie for taking me in." She said softly.

The woman smiled and nodded, seeing that Yang Ruoqing refused to drink tea, she looked restrained.

The woman herself hurriedly picked up a bowl of tea and accompanied Yang Ruoqing to drink.

"Drink tea, drink tea."

"yes, okay."

"Mother, you see, this harvest is not small, go out for half a day, a hare and a pheasant!"

Ah Hao came in from outside, holding the two wild games he had hunted, and said to the woman excitedly.

The woman quickly put down the tea bowl in her hand, raised her hand and weighed the rabbit and pheasant, and nodded her head with joy.

"My family Ah Hao is really amazing, he has gained so much in half a day!"

"I'm going to pick it up, and I'll just use it to entertain Sister Aqing at night."

The woman said that she was going to pick up the hare and pheasant to pick up, and Ah Hao said, "Grandma, you stay here and talk to Ah Qing, and I will go and pick up." ”

The woman thought about it for a moment, and thought it was the same, so she nodded heartily.

Yang Ruoqing spoke up at this time.

"Auntie, Brother Ahao, you don't have to be so polite, I will eat what you eat, these prey should be kept and sold to subsidize the family!" She said.

The woman smiled and shook her head: "It's not just for you, we also want to eat it ourselves, you, just sit down and drink tea!" ”

Ah Hao went to pick up wild food, and the woman accompanied Yang Ruoqing to sit at the small kang table and drink tea.

For the language of the Gaoshan people, Yang Ruoqing learned some commonly used and short words.

In order not to show her stuffing, Yang Ruoqing sat there smiling and listening to the woman, occasionally nodding or shaking her head.

The woman was very talkative, and as she spoke, it was getting darker outside.

"Yo, the sun has set, why hasn't Hao come back yet? It's time for dinner! ”

The woman stood up and found a tung oil lamp on the windowsill, which she had just lit.

Outside, there was the sound of an argument.

"What's going on?"

The woman muttered and poked her head out of the propped up window.

"Is that her?" She was stunned.

Outside the window, the sound of an argument came again, the voice of a young woman.

The night breeze also passed the word 'Aqing' into the house.

Yang Ruoqing was surprised, her name is Aqing, isn't it herself?

Then she got up, went to the window, and followed the woman out.

At the intersection outside the stilted building, Ah Hao stood there, holding the picked game in his hand, and it seemed that he was about to go home.

In front of him, a girl dressed in the traditional costume of the Gaoshan tribe was stretching out her hands to block Ah Hao's way.

"Brother Hao, the sister-in-law and sister-in-law in the village all said that you brought a woman named Aqing back from outside,"

"You tell me, you don't want to marry me, do you like that Aqing?" The woman asked sharply.