Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Chapter 2492: Chapter 2492: I Have to Keep Chasing

Older An turned around, watching An Que’s running figure, silently praying in his heart that his father would catch a ride on Princess Yiyun’s horse carriage to the county government.

Perhaps the officials in the county government, for Princess Yiyun’s sake, would immediately have the land deed processed.

Otherwise, the villagers here would have to suffer unknown hardships for many more years. In recent years, the families who have hung hopes on An Que for the land have suffered quite a bit.

The grain they paid wasn’t even worth renting land from the house of the rich family to cultivate.

“Truly shameless, squeezing us all these years isn’t enough? Still want to come back to continue squeezing us? If people like that really become high-ranking officials, how will the common folks live?”

He shook his head and sighed, driving his ox cart back to his own home.

If what they’re trying reaches back here, those families will lead difficult lives. I hope An Que doesn’t find an ox cart to give him a ride along the way.

No hope for a horse carriage. Even if someone has one, they wouldn’t let a powerless, poor scholar like An Que ride it.

“Old Ox, I’m sorry, you’ll have to stay home for a few days.”

He’d already spoken out. His family’s old ox had injured its hoof, so it couldn’t be taken out to graze anymore and had to stay home.

…

Looking at An Que, hurriedly and anxiously rushing towards the county, thinking his walking speed was quite fast, he should be able to catch up with the Chief.

Just moments ago, he had been jogging faster than an ox cart.

Originally, he thought of spending some money to have the ox cart take him to the county, but he figured if he hurried, he might catch up to the Chief, so he gave up on taking the ox cart.

Even when the ox driver greeted him to get on without paying, he still refused and just walked on.

Yet, after rushing for quite some time, he couldn’t see the shadow of the Chief.

“How could this be? Was the Chief’s ox cart really that fast?”

Breathless, he kept walking forward, determined to catch up with the Chief.

The pampered Scholar Master, reluctant to walk a few steps in the past, now trudged along the path.

Why couldn’t he catch up with the Chief? Wasn’t he riding an ox cart?

“No way, I must continue to chase.”

He pulled at his collar, feeling his throat burning but having left in such a hurry, he hadn’t brought any water, so he could only keep on moving.

“Once I catch up, I must… I must ask Brother Ziyu what he is really up to!”

Clearly, Brother Qing Ke hadn’t done anything, so why did the two of them join hands to deceive him? He hadn’t offended them; what’s the benefit to them, outsiders of An Clan Village, in sabotaging his land?

…

As An Que chased the Chief, panting heavily, so was the Old Patriarch.

“Father, slow down, there’s no hurry.”

The Clan Leader’s son watched his father gasp with every step, truly fearing he might faint after a few more steps, so he tried persuading him from behind.

This matter isn’t urgent, it could be asked any time, no need to rush along the way, right?

“How can there be no hurry?”

The Old Patriarch continued to walk ahead with one hand on his hip.

How is this not urgent? He had previously suspected that Big Sister, that woman, might have already gone to make a fuss with An Jiuyue.

Was it that she didn’t gain anything from An Jiuyue and thus decided to come to him for advice?