The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1467: Is it Really You?!

Chapter 1467: Chapter 1467: Is it Really You?!

Jiang Zuo: "!!!"

My lord, don’t you think that was a bit too cruel?

After all, I have followed you for so many years, if not for merit, at least for hard work, right? You don’t really want me to stay single for the rest of my life, do you?

"My lord..."

"Get it done."

Sui Zimo didn’t want to hear any more of what he had to say, he simply uttered two words indifferently.

"Yes."

What else could Jiang Zuo do but comply?

...

Time passed, day by day, and Zhong You’s return to Ya Village was not immediate.

But Lin Changhong and Lin Chushui, one leaning on a crutch and the other dressed like a village woman, had arrived at Ya Village.

Looking at the familiar doorway in front of him, Lin Changhong swallowed.

"Chushui, we’re home."

"Yes, we’re finally home," Lin Chushui also sighed deeply.

It wasn’t easy for them on this journey, their feet blistered from walking, not daring to ride horses anymore.

Fortunately, under Lin Changhong’s permission, they were able to change their appearance and ride in a carriage for a few days; it was a new experience.

"Lin, take it easy, you can walk fewer steps each day, why push yourself..."

Early in the morning, the courtyard door opened and Lin Baiyi carefully helped his pregnant wife, Yang Lin, step out. He had only gotten halfway through his sentence when he abruptly stopped, taken aback by the sight of the strange people at his door.

"When did so many beggars arrive in Ya Village? I haven’t heard anything about this."

He turned his head slowly, looking at Yang Lin.

Ever since his family started living comfortably, Lin Baiyi had become someone significant in the village, and he was always up to date with the latest news.

But these beggars...

"There’s a lot you don’t know. What are you standing there for? Don’t you see they’re starving? Hurry inside and get them some food..." as an act of charity for the day.

Yang Lin hadn’t finished her sentence when she was interrupted by a sudden shout.

"Third Uncle, Third Aunt."

Lin Changhong and Lin Chushui called out to them in unison.

Lin Baiyi: "..."

He stared blankly at the two people in front of him.

"You are... you are..."

Only a few people would call them Third Uncle and Third Aunt. Liu Yushui was still at her home with her child, and Liu Qingshui... had been conscripted, so he couldn’t be back so soon.

Then it could only be...

"Changhong?! Chushui?! Is it really you?!"

"Third Uncle, yes, it’s us," Lin Changhong confirmed.

"How did you both end up looking like this?"

Lin Baiyi could hardly believe his eyes. Were these really his two nephews?

They looked exactly like two beggars, one male and one female. If it weren’t for their voices, he’d have never recognized them.

"It’s a long story, Third Uncle, Third Aunt. Let us in first, we’re almost starved to death," Lin Changhong said, pulling Lin Chushui toward the courtyard.

"Yes, yes, come in first and let’s talk."

Lin Baiyi quickly replied, making way for them and also letting the several people following them enter the house.

...

It wasn’t until a while later that the two changed into clean clothes and came out of the room. Lin Changhong, with a dark face, looked at his sister whose mouth corners were upturned.

"Stop laughing, what’s so funny?" he asked, frowning.

"If I hadn’t had this disguise, Chushui and I wouldn’t have made it back. Do you understand? Those assassins were really skilled. They almost wrung our necks."