Jiang Yuyu couldn't understand it at all.
She clearly saw it, yet there was no trace, and she was even scolded by Yang Cuicui.
The more Jiang Yuyu thought about it, the stranger it seemed.
She had meant to sneak off to find Chuzheng, but was called by Yang Cuicui to go work in the fields.
It was the busiest time for farm work, and the girls in the village all had to work the fields, instead of staying at home and not stepping outside the second door.
Jiang Yuyu hated farm work the most, "Why can't that damned girl go?"
"What if she runs away?" Yang Cuicui poked Jiang Yuyu's forehead, "Are you going to marry? We've already taken Zhang Yuanwai's money; that damned girl can't run away."
Thinking of this, Jiang Yuyu reluctantly followed out the door.
In the evening, Chuzheng heard noises in the yard.
She peeked through the crack and saw a sturdy man.
Carrying a lot of stuff, he dumped it on the ground, "Dad, Mom?"
