The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space

Chapter 920: Chapter 920: The Shan Family (6)

This place must have seen snow before, as the sun had melted it all away by now, leaving the ground somewhat muddy. Not far off, one could see houses, and people passed by on the road from time to time.

”Excuse me, sir, ma’am, may I ask where we are?” Yang Ruxin stopped two elders to inquire.

”Are you from out of town?” The elderly lady smiled upon seeing Yang Ruxin, ”Over there is Majia Hollow. Go that way for three or four miles and you’ll reach Xiaohuokou Town. We just came back from the market...”

In the mountains, one loses track of time. To think that it was already the fourteenth of the twelfth lunar month. They had been delayed in the mountains for five or six days.

”Xiaohuokou Town?” A gleam flashed in Yang Ruxin’s eyes—wasn’t that where Xun Hui’s maternal home was located? She then smiled, ”Ma’am, could I possibly ask you for a favor? We are from Baihua County. We came to the mountains to gather herbs, but unexpectedly encountered wild beasts. After barely escaping, we spent four or five days in the mountains. We’re now quite cold and hungry—could we stop by your house for some hot water?”

The elderly woman exchanged a glance with her husband, then nodded, ”Our home is very humble. If you don’t mind, please come with us.”

Yang Ruxin and her companions were indeed filthy and tattered, with grimy faces, looking truly miserable--they did not seem to be lying.

It would take about a quarter of an hour to reach the village, and Yang Ruxin chatted with the elderly couple as they walked.

Majia Hollow was not a small village, comprising perhaps forty or fifty households, all bearing the Ma surname. It was said that many years ago, they were all from the same family, though they had since branched out.

The elderly couple, however, were the only outsiders in the village. The old man’s name was Shi Tou, and the villagers called him Boss Shi Tou, while his wife was named Light—but the villagers all referred to her as Spirit Caller Li because, although she lacked medical skills, she possessed a special ability to call and summon spirits.

Thus, they held a respectable position in the village, and the villagers showed great respect for the couple.

As for spirit calling and the like, Yang Ruxin had come across it in her previous life.

Back at the orphanage, a child had come down with a fever, and after three days of intravenous drips, not only had there been no improvement, but the child had also slipped into a coma with a fever soaring to forty degrees Celsius. One of the staff members’ grandmother heard about this and suggested the child might have been frightened out of their spirit (”lost their soul” due to fright).

The director, out of options, allowed the grandmother to give it a try. She took a stick of incense and a bowl of water, and while the child was sleeping, she chanted over them for a while. Then she lit the incense and hung it upside down over the child’s head. Only after the incense had burned out and the ash fell into the water did the child’s fever break the next day.

At the time, it felt miraculous, as it could not be explained by science.

Now, Spirit Caller Li was making a living doing similar things.

In Yang Ruxin’s eyes, this was a form of doing good deeds.

The elderly couple had a son who got along well with his wife, and they had a fifteen-year-old grandson. Currently, the son and grandson were working in the county town, only returning for the minor New Year’s day, while the daughter-in-law had gone to her maternal home early that morning because her own mother had fallen ill. She had sent word, and being a daughter, she couldn’t help but go back to care for her mother. It was estimated that she too would return by the minor New Year’s day.

Shi Tou’s home was on the edge of the village, consisting of four and a half rooms built from a combination of stone and mud bricks, plus two wing rooms and a modest courtyard. The courtyard contained a fenced-off area where five or six chickens were kept. Upon hearing someone enter, the chickens began to cluck.