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The two brothers returned home, having missed lunch. Yu Chunmiao brought out the hot dishes from the pot, allowing them to eat while they talked. Qi Chong had initially thought that even if he couldn't find evidence, once he became the village chief, he might still uncover witnesses from back then who could testify against Yang Zhengshan for abandoning their father. He never expected things to go so smoothly.
The crime of human trafficking and luring children was far worse than failing to save someone in need. At the very least, it would lead to exile, sent north to repair stone walls.
The brothers were focused on their meal, discussing matters at hand. If it weren't for Mother-in-law and Daughter-in-law serving them vegetables, they might have forgotten to take any. Qi Yuan hadn’t even swallowed his first bite when he suddenly burst into tears, leaning over the table.
"It's so unfair for Dad," he lamented. "Why is he so cruel? If only I could send him a message, I would give him any amount of money."
Chen Ruolan couldn’t hold back her emotions either; she covered her mouth and ran into the house, soon followed by the sound of her sobbing.
Qi Chong finished his meal with red-rimmed eyes and went into the house as well. When Yu Chunmiao followed him inside, she found him wiping his father's hunting knife. She quietly leaned against his back and said, "I just went to see Mother. She said she's fine; a little crying is okay. Do you want to cry a bit too?"
Qi Chong shook his head and put the knife away. "Let’s make some herbal jelly."
Yu Chunmiao puffed out her chest and nudged him playfully, raising her chin as she said, "What’s done cannot be changed; what’s ahead can still be pursued. My husband is truly a manly man!"
The family gathered their spirits and continued to busy themselves for the future. Wang Hai's son had been found; the buyer was Gao Changfa, who knew the address far away in Qiongzhou, three hundred miles away.
The family carried a basket of eggs and two chickens to the Qi Family's home. Qi Chong didn’t accept them; they simply left the items at the doorstep.
August 27th marked Qi Fu's death anniversary. On the 20th, before dawn broke, Qi Yuan hurriedly took a donkey cart to the county to pick up his brother.
The memorial was a significant event, and Qi Zhi readily granted Qi Rong three days off from work. Qi Yuan took his brother around the county to buy many offerings for the ceremony. They bought some buns to eat on the way and hurried back home.
Halfway through their journey in a desolate area, Qi Rong clutched his stomach and said, "Er Ge, those buns might not be clean; I need to find a place to relieve myself."
Qi Yuan stopped the cart quickly. "Hurry up! Don’t go too far."
Qi Rong jumped off the cart while holding his stomach and grabbed a few large leaves before heading into the nearby woods.
Qi Yuan lay back in the cart's canopy with his arms behind his head to shield himself from the sun when he suddenly heard two men talking not far away.
This woman is really something. If we take good care of her for a few days, we can sell her to a brothel and make a nice profit. She claims to be the sister of someone named Xiao Wei; she won't cause us any trouble, right?
What are we afraid of? We're not locals; once we sell her, who can come after us?
So, who goes first tonight, you or me?
The usual way—let's draw lots.
Qi Yuan looked up and saw two burly men, one tall and one short. The shorter one was carrying a sack, from which a strand of hair was sticking out. There was clearly a person inside that bag.
It seemed these two men were up to no good.
Qi Yuan straightened up, jumped down from the carriage, and stood in front of them, blocking their path.
"Put her down," Qi Yuan said, frowning.
The tall man glanced at Qi Yuan. With his broad shoulders and towering height, Qi Yuan looked formidable. However, they were not pushovers either.
"Listen here, kid. Don’t meddle in our business, or you won’t see tomorrow’s sun," he warned.
"Put her down," Qi Yuan repeated firmly.
The two thugs exchanged glances. The tall one drew a knife from behind his waist and swung it at Qi Yuan.
However, before he could land a blow, Qi Yuan seized the knife and twisted his hand until it snapped.
Seeing the situation turn against them, the short thug tried to flee with the person still slung over his shoulder. Qi Yuan quickly chased after him and delivered a kick to his groin.
The sack slipped from his shoulder as he stumbled.
Qi Yuan caught the sack and gently placed it on the ground.
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