After listening to the cause and effect, the village chief knew that the big thing was not good and did not dare to slack off, and immediately checked in the village, and found that there were no strangers in each household, and the family was originally at home in winter, but one family in this village went to the door of the iron general, and three families were laborers who went to work in the fields or mountains and spent the night by the way, and there were only old and weak women and children at home to take care of the house.

Qian Yimao felt that something was not quite right when he heard it, and it could be said that spending the night in the mountains was because he was hunting and spending the night in order to guard the prey, and what kind of farm work did he have to spend the night in the field in this season? It is not irrigation and harvest season, so as to keep the field and water vigil.

After asking carefully, I found that it was a widow who went to the field to spend the night, and had the habit of fertilizing the field during the winter farming, every year, this year is no exception, pushing the manure truck to the field when to apply a car of manure and water when to come back, spending the night in the grass hut at the edge of the field is a common thing, because she has the habit of not abiding by the woman's way every year to provoke the man's amorous rumors, but she is the only strong laborer in the family, the old and the young, relying on her to farm alone to support the family, so the son was still young before, and the family was forced to live a breath of life.

Now that the son is also married, the daughter-in-law is pregnant with the first child, and the grandmother is still there, the widow who has become a mother-in-law is sad at home.

Qian Yimao did not comment on this kind of housework that raised a family of white-eyed wolves, he was only worried that a widow would be in danger if she spent the night at the edge of the field, what if there were homeless people who also fell in love with the grass hut, no matter how strong the peasant woman who had done farm work all her life, it was okay to fight with a man, but it would be difficult for more than two.

Immediately decided, Qian Yimao asked the village chief to lead the way and go to the edge of the field to have a look, it was naturally best if it was okay.

The village chief called the widow's son and led the officers and soldiers to his own field, and from afar he saw a woman standing in the field with a dung spoon.

"Aunt Niu, huh? We are Bai Jiajun, don't be nervous, we are just looking for you to ask a few words, and we will leave after asking. Qian Yimao stood in front of the widow and said.

"I'm not done yet, do I have to ask now?" Aunt Niu was holding a long-handled spoon, looking timid, a standard rural woman's appearance, obviously not very old, less than forty years old, but her face was full of deep wrinkles and gray hair.

"Yes, we have to ask now, and we'll leave after asking."

"Well, let's talk about it in that house, it's windy outside."

Aunt Niu put the spoon against the wall, beckoned the officers and soldiers into the small grass hut, and sat on the simple hay bed, her son with his hands folded, and his face was uneasy about the officers and soldiers coming to the door and impatience that his mother might be in trouble.

There was only a hay bed leaning against the wall, no windows, and the light was all open door, and in the other corner of the wall opposite the bed were piles of dry wood such as dead leaves and branches, and there was now an open clay pot on the firewood, and a simple stove with stone blocks was outside the door, and a fire was lit at this time, bringing a little light to the house.

The unobstructed room, there were no outsiders except for them, Qian Yimao and the village chief breathed a sigh of relief while still asking a bunch of questions.

When asked about strangers, Aunt Da Niu shook her head and denied that she was working alone in the fields, and she could see anyone coming nearby, but on this day she only saw the naughty boy chasing and fighting, and she didn't see an adult, let alone a stranger.