The other one is named Jing He. She is sixteen years old this year. She was originally a maid of a landlord. The landlord fled with his family and sold her before leaving.
He escaped by mistake, but was kidnapped again in the mountains.
Both of them are good at weaving and embroidery, especially Jing He.
They didn't walk long on the mountain before they found a place covered with kudzu.
Everyone was very happy and took out their sickles and started cutting.
After a while, a large piece was cut down.
Because these kudzu stalks could be used as firewood when dried, they planned to tie the kudzu into bundles and put them in baskets to carry home.
Ruan Xiangxiang had some space, but she couldn't use it in front of them, so she said: "You guys have to carry some back home first and come back later."
Li Cui nodded in agreement, and told Jing He: "Jing He, you stay here with the owner of the village."
Just as Jing He was about to agree, Ruan Xiangxiang waved her hand in a hurry: "No, no, no, I'm young and weak, so I can't carry it anyway, so I'll let you carry it back, and I'll guard you here."
Li Cui nodded in agreement, she was reluctant to let Ruan Xiangxiang do such hard work.
Li Cui, Ding Caixia, and Jing He each carried Ge Ma back on their backs.
Ruan Xiangxiang took advantage of their absence to put most of the kama into the space.
She made some money nearby and discovered another plant whose meridians were not as hard as kudzu, but very soft and flexible.
Ruan Xiangxiang felt that this material was better than kudzu, so she cut a lot of it.
She put most of the cut pieces into the space, leaving only a small part.
After mowing for most of the day, Ruan Xiangxiang was a little tired, so she sat on the big rock next to her to rest.
At this moment, footsteps were heard in the distance, and at the same time there was the sound of heavy breathing.
Ruan Xiangxiang immediately became alert, dodged and hid behind a big tree.
Soon, Ruan Xiangxiang saw a figure walking up from the mountain road with difficulty.
There was another person on his back.
As he approached, Ruan Xiangxiang recognized him as Qin Sang, who had "helped" them before.
After not seeing each other for a few days, Qin Sang became very embarrassed. His hair was messy, his clothes were torn, and his face and body were covered with dried blood.
And the person on his back was surprisingly his mother.
His mother was lying on his back, her head and hands were drooped. It looked like she was either sick or injured.
When Ruan Xiangxiang said that he had not borrowed food, Qin Sang did not want to leave.
But his mother insisted on leaving, so she pulled him away too.
Ruan Xiangxiang never expected that in just a few days, mother and son would become like this.
Ruan Xiangxiang didn't want to come out originally, but Qin Sang carried him in front of her and let him go.
Afterwards, he picked up a pointed stone from the ground and began to dig in the soil.
"What are you doing?"
Ruan Xiangxiang walked out from behind the big tree.
When Qin Sang heard Ruan Xiangxiang's voice, she was immediately happy and her eyebrows curved.
However, the smile disappeared from his face before he finished smiling.
He regained his sad mood and looked at Ruan Xiangxiang: "What a coincidence, I didn't expect that we would meet here."
Ruan Xiangxiang pointed to the pit he dug: "Why are you digging the pit? Could it be that your mother..."
"When we were going down the mountain, we met a group of refugees. My mother was beaten to death by them in order to save me..."
Speaking of this, Qin Sang cried sadly.
But he was a man and he didn't want others to see his sadness, so he covered his face with his hands.
Ruan Xiangxiang did not disturb him, but walked to his mother's side.
She stretched out her hand to feel her breath and found that she was indeed dead.