Considering that she was going to enter the mountain, Qingping handed over the matter of cleaning up the family in the county seat to Ruan Yongshan and Zhou Xinmei, while she herself worked overtime to sew clothes.

got up early in the morning and stayed up for most of the night, Qingping finally prepared a few clothes for Zhou Xinmei to set up a stall on the day she entered the mountain.

Qingping didn't tell Zhou Xinmei about entering the mountain, but only told her that she, Zhou Yingqiang and Ruan Yonghao were going to other places to collect some artichoke to make vermicelli.

At half past six, the second brother of the mouse, Zhang Jiacheng's truck, drove to the big cross of the county, although the truck was a medium-sized truck, but fortunately, there were two rows of seats, plus Uncle Guo, a total of seven people, squeezed and barely able to sit in the cab.

Zhang Jiacheng is the same age as Li Yuanhao, and he looks much more heroic than the mouse who has not grown up, perhaps because he often runs cars, his face is dark, and he looks a little more heroic.

When Qingping climbed into the cab, she glanced at Zhang Jiacheng a few more times, and Li Yuanhao had a gloomy face, grabbed her waist, and pulled her to sit in the relatively narrow back seat.

Dabin squinted at Li Yuanhao a few times very dissatisfied, and also squeezed to the back row, and sat on the other side of Qingping, and added a relatively thin mouse, which was supposed to be Qingping and Uncle Guo sitting in the front row, but in the end, Zhou Yingqiang and Uncle Guo sat on the seat next to Zhang Jiacheng.

Along the way, Qingping, Dabin and Mouse chatted about the school, Li Yuanhao's face became darker and darker, and the depression in his heart also accumulated.

Under the guidance of Uncle Guo, Qingping asked Zhang Jiacheng to drive the car directly to Yangjiawanzi, where Zhou Yingxiu's mother-in-law was located, and parked the car on the wheat field at the entrance of the village.

Qingping asked the rat and Zhang Jiacheng to collect the potatoes under the leadership of Uncle Guo, while she, Li Yuanhao, Zhou Yingqiang, and Dabin came all the way to Lao Yang's house.

When they arrived at the door of Lao Yang's house, the gate was still tied from the inside, and when they saw the thick layer of soil at the door, they knew the virtue of the family.

Zhou Yingqiang went up and knocked on the door, and after a while, a scolding sound came from inside.

"Who, early in the morning, why are you in such a hurry, are you urging your life?" It was an old lady's voice.

Early in the morning? Qingping looked up at the sun, which was already a pole high, and the corners of her mouth twitched unconsciously.

Zhou Yingqiang only tapped on the door, but he didn't make a sound after getting Qingping's hint.

"Chunhua, you dead girl, you can't die, don't open the door yet." This should be the old man's voice.

"It's noisy, Chunhua, are you itching, don't you go open the door quickly." This should be Cui'er's father's voice.

"I—I'm going to open the door."

The sound of a girl stammering, followed by the sound of kicking and stomping, listening to the footsteps, the girl's legs and feet should not be too neat.

Zhou Yingqiang twisted his eyebrows, lowered his voice and said to Qingping: "Who is this?" Where did he come from such a person? ”

Qingping didn't know the situation of Zhou Yingxiu's mother-in-law's family, and when she heard Zhou Yingqiang say this, her brows couldn't help but twist.

The door opened from the inside, and a girl of eighteen or nineteen looked through the crack in the open door, "You, who are you?" Who are you looking for, looking for? ”

The girl is dressed in tattered clothes, and her hair is neatly combed, but her face is stained with ashes, but although her big eyes are a little silly, they are very good-looking.

"We are looking for Yang Manfu to send money." Qingping's eyes narrowed slightly, judging from the white skin on the girl's neck, there was probably something wrong with the girl's origin.