With such favorable terms, where one could earn a tael of silver in just a day, naturally, no one would disagree, and they even felt that the host family was truly good to them.
But the two thought that since it was already late, they might as well find a place to rough it for the night and wait to return with Jiabao the next day.
When the guesthouse was being constructed, a work shed had been prepared. Suddenly, when the work was called off, the shed had not yet been dismantled, so the two sneakily crept into the shed. Although it was a bit cold, at least they could muddle through the night.
However, in the middle of the night, they heard some noise outside. Initially thinking it was a thief coming to steal something, but when they went out to check, they unexpectedly found it was Dan Jiabao, and it was a blood-covered Dan Jiabao at that...
When Dan Jiabao saw the two of them, he fainted on the spot. Not daring to delay, and with no medical clinic open in the middle of the night, they hurried back.
"So, we can only wait for Dan Jiabao to wake up to know the specifics," Yang Ruxin laughed, "Perhaps it’s just an accident. You all don’t worry too much."
"Let’s hope," Dan Shugen sighed, "And we owe a lot to Miss Yang for being here, otherwise..."
"It’s all fate," Yang Ruxin smiled and then stood up.
"Miss Yang, are you leaving?" Granny Li suddenly asked cautiously, "Are you going to the Xun village?" It was what she meant to say yesterday, but Baowa’s mother interrupted.
"Yes," Yang Ruxin nodded, "I..."
"That..." Granny Li urgently interrupted Yang Ruxin, "Can you not leave yet? I know you are looking for someone. Look, this is, Xun Gang, Jiabao’s uncle, my daughter-in-law’s own older brother, born and bred here. You can ask him about anyone you’re looking for..." She really couldn’t rest easy letting this young lady leave with her grandson in such a state.
Yang Ruxin looked toward Xun Gang.
Xun Gang glanced at Granny Li with confusion, then turned to Yang Ruxin: "May I know who Miss Yang is looking for?"
"Do you know Xun Qiancheng?" Yang Ruxin pondered for a moment. If there really was someone familiar, that would be better than her asking around—perhaps even more detailed.
"Xun... Uncle Xun..." Xun Gang suddenly seemed hesitant.
"Gangzi," Old Man Dan frowned, "If you know, just tell the truth. Why hesitate? Is there something you can’t say?"
"It’s not that," Xun Gang hurriedly waved his hand, "Father-in-law, don’t be anxious. I didn’t say I wouldn’t tell. I’m just a bit surprised. Why would someone ask about him?"
"Speak up," Granny Li also became impatient.
"That Xun family is the back house to ours, and we see each other all the time," Xun Gang glanced at Yang Ruxin, though he was puzzled, he didn’t ask further and instead shared what he knew, "If we trace back four or five generations, they should still be relatives, but they’ve left the Five Blessings long ago..."
Yang Ruxin nodded, "Did he have a daughter named Xun Hui? Do you know her?"
"Little Hui?" Xun Gang’s voice immediately rose, "You... you know Little Hui? Or... is she... is she still alive?"
Yang Ruxin nodded.
Xun Gang suddenly smiled, then calmed down and took a deep sigh before beginning to share what he knew.
The Xun village isn’t big, about the same size as Majia Hollow, with thirty or forty households. It’s said to have gradually expanded from a single family a long time ago. If one really traces back, the entire village’s people are from the same ancestor.