YM778.TV Chapter 659 - Sun Baolu
Chapter 659 - Sun Baolu
Yang Xiaohai frowned when he heard the news. He had finally made it to Qing Qiu and was about to reach Hou Shu, then something unfortunate like this happened.
He could\'ve waited a few years if he had caught wind of these events while he was in Cowheart Village, but now he was already halfway through his journey. It was too dangerous to continue, but it would be a waste of time if he returned now. He didn’t know what to do.
“Also, I’ve heard from the refugees from Hou Shu that Hou Shu could not win against the Yu’er Kingdom. Hou Shu forcefully conscripted any male taller than a carriage wheel. Xiaohai, you can’t go there now.”
Yang Xiaohai was worried, “They’ll be forced to fight in the war as long as they’re male...?? Then doesn’t that mean my father and brother will have to fight?”
“Are they from Hou Shu? If so, then I’m afraid they won’t be able to avoid being sent to war.”
Yang Xiaohai became even more anxious. I finally received news about my family, and now they are going to be gone?
He hesitated and looked at Zhao Xiumei for reassurance. He then looked at Sun Baolu. “Baolu, can you help me? Let my wife stay here for the moment. I want to go and check out Hou Shu myself.”
“No!”
“No!”
Both Sun Baolu and Zhao Xiumei refused at the same time.
“I will follow you wherever you go. I’m your wife, so don’t you dare try to leave me!”
“Xiaohai, I’m not trying to scare you, but you really can’t go to Hou Shu. Even merchants with escorts were done in!”
“Listen to me!” Yang Xiaohai\'s eyes were red when he shouted over them. “Do you know how much I envied other children with caring parents back when I was a beggar?
“Their parents would buy them candy and goods from peddlers while I was stuck scrounging for rainwater to drink with the other beggars! Their parents would buy them new clothes while I could only go to unmarked graves and take the clothes of the dead just to have something to wear!”
Yang Xiaohai sobbed, “Do you know just how much I wanted to see my parents at least once? I just want to let those who insulted me and called me a mongrel know that I still have my parents!”
Sun Baolu’s mother walked in and heard their conversation.
Yang Xiaohai slowly calmed down and tried to reason with them. “Since my family is in danger, I must go and rescue them. Even if my brother and father have gone to war, I could go save my mother. She could live at Cowheart Village so she won’t have to go hungry anymore. I was once a beggar. I know that the easiest targets to bully among the beggars are the old ladies.”
Zhao Xiumei looked at Yang Xiaohai with a pained expression. Even though her husband had grown a little, he was still young, and he still missed his parents.
“Xiaohai, I know you are worried about your parents, but—” Sun Baolu was trying to persuade him when his mother whispered to him. “Alright, let me go and start the fire then.”
Sun Baolu got up.
His mother consoled Yang Xiaohai by hugging him. “Don’t worry. We’ll think of a way to solve this.”
Yang Xiaohai soon saw a bizarre scene. Sun Baolu lit a bonfire, and his fellow tribe members gathered around them. Sun Baolu pointed at Yang Xiaohai while explaining the situation in Qing Qiu\'s native language. Everyone discussed and talked in the same native language. Yang Xiaohai didn’t understand what they were talking about.
“This is a tradition of Qing Qiu. The gist is that if someone has a problem, they can start a fire to signal the others to come to help figure out a solution using the wisdom from the Immortal Heaven,” Sun Baolu explained to Yang Xiaohai.
“Will it work?” Yang Xiaohai asked.
He was anxious. He didn’t want to risk his life by going to Hou Shu, but if there was a way for him to meet his parents, he wasn’t going to give up so easily.
“We have many elders in the group. As they say, an elder is a treasure to the family. They have a lot of experience, so this method usually works well.”
The smoke from the bonfire slowly floated upwards. Since there wasn’t any wind, some of the smoke enveloped them.
“Cough, cough!” Yang Xiaohai coughed from inhaling the smoke, feeling dizzy.
He felt weird. He had never had this feeling when he inhaled smoke before. Borrowing the wisdom of the Heavenly Immortal seemed to be a unique experience.
The tribe members carried on with their discussion, their voices slowly quieting down as Yang Xiaohai listened to them.
“Hei!” They shouted in unison and clapped.
The smoke dispersed instantly.
Sun Baolu listened to some elders talking before explaining to Yang Xiaohai. “They have a method. You said your parents are boat people living on the sea, right?”
“Yes.”
“Then the elders have a plan for that. Rather than traveling on land, travel through the sea instead. The elderly remembered there was a boatman who operated on the border between Hou Shu and Qing Qiu. If you pay him money, he can send you to where your parents are. That way, you won’t encounter the soldiers.”
“Really?!” Yang Xiaohai said excitedly.
“Yeah. Their memory is probably accurate since they rode it ten years ago. Wait here. I will ask them to draw a map and write a letter. Make sure to give it to the captain so that he doesn’t try to rob you.”
Sun Baolu set to work.
Yang Xiaohai had finally found a way to return home. He looked at the map that showed the border between Qing Qiu and Hou Shu.
He looked at how close they were and he got excited. Soon, he could finally see his family.
“Thank you Sun Baolu. You’ve helped me greatly!” Yang Xiaohai gave him a dense gold bar.
“What are you trying to do? Are you looking down at me?” Sun Baolu refused the gold bar but then whispered to Yang Xiaohai, “Xiaohai, do you have empty rooms at Cowheart Village?”