Saving System: Calm Down, My Fleeing Host!-Chapter 45: Encountering the Old Stubborn

Leng Qi didn’t know how he managed to walk out of Cheng Xiaoxiao’s courtyard. He couldn’t keep up with the rhythm of the little girl at all, feeling as if he’d wasted his first eighteen years. There was a monster in this mountain valley. Yes, he would report to the Pavilion Master that there was a monster here who could use the Mind Reading Technique.

Finally, Leng Qi snapped out of it and prepared to report this immediately.

These days, even the Hidden Guards have no privacy...

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At the same time!

Yanlan, having just taken over a few banks, was checking the accounts when Han Yi reported from outside the door.

"Come in!"

Han Yi handed over a small bamboo tube wrapped secretly.

Yanlan casually opened it, and upon seeing the contents, suddenly stood up with a solemn expression!

Han Yi was startled, the master rarely lost composure like this—could something major have happened?

Yanlan handed the note to Han Yi for him to see. After reading the contents of the note, Han Yi’s expression immediately changed.

Reluctantly questioning, "Master, is this... really true?"

"How could it be!"

Yanlan spoke expressionlessly, "Do you think that girl would make wild claims without basis?"

Han Yi thought for a moment, "Miss Cheng is sensible, clever, and quick-witted..." Han Yi felt he could not continue; such a person would not make jokes about such significant matters.

Yanlan cast a sideways glance at Han Yi, "You usually don’t think much of the little girl, yet you give such high praise?"

Han Yi felt bitter; these were words from Han Er, and he was just trusting Han Er’s judgment. The master had become increasingly difficult to please—whether praising Miss Cheng or criticizing her, neither seemed right.

"I dare not, Master!"

After thinking, he continued, "Then should we deploy more people to protect Miss Cheng?"

Displeased, Yanlan said, "When did I say to protect her?"

Han Yi quickly responded, "Yes! It’s for surveillance!"

When did the master learn to say one thing and mean another?

Yanlan pondered for a while and then slowly spoke, "Split into two teams acting separately."

Han Yi immediately understood: one team to go to Anping Temple to investigate the matter’s veracity, and another to Qingshan Village to monitor the villagers’ movements.

Unable to restrain himself, Han Yi asked, "Sir, do you think Miss Cheng is deliberately guiding them, or did she truly have a prophetic dream?"

"What do you think?" Yanlan asked coldly.

Han Yi, not daring to speak more, sheepishly withdrew, knowing the master wouldn’t reveal the answer.

Late at night, in the silent study where the candlelight flickered, Yanlan took out the note again, pondering over it and muttering to himself.

"A prophetic dream? Interesting. The girl’s secrets are growing more numerous..." Were it not for being tied up with affairs, he would have wanted to meet the little girl.

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"Achoo!"

"Achoo!"

On this end, Cheng Xiaoxiao was just preparing for bed when she suddenly sneezed twice, rubbing her nose. Who was cursing me?

Late at night, couldn’t they sleep instead of cursing people...

What kind of weird habit is this?

Crazy!

"Maybe someone is missing the host?" The system sneakily analyzed.

Cheng Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, "Maybe you’re the one cursing me, huh? You, Tongzi, think about all sorts of things all day!"

"Host, I only said one sentence; do you have to blame me for everything?" The system felt wronged!

"If it’s not you, people sleep; it’s midnight. Scan and see who’s not asleep. Apart from you, who needs no sleep, who else?" Cheng Xiaoxiao was just talking nonsense, but saying this made it seem possible it was indeed the system.

People in ancient times rested with sunset; normally they slept by eight or nine at night. Now it was already eleven, and even she, a night owl, was tired. Let alone others, unless it’s a thief.

Could it be? Perhaps it’s a Tree-man?

With this thought, the system started clamoring, "Isn’t there anyone? Isn’t a Tree-man a person?"

"Right! It must be the Tree-man. Look at how frustrated he was earlier, now surely cursing you."

Cheng Xiaoxiao didn’t even bother arguing with the system; sleep was more important.

The screened system was speechless; how could the host be like this, not allow people to speak the truth.

The following day

Cheng Xiaoxiao didn’t ask anyone to call her; she had the system set an alarm and got up right on time!

Even so, she got up the latest because the situation was urgent, and everyone got up early. Cheng Xiaoxiao thought she was early, but after looking around the house, only Cheng Jia and her aunt were home.

Cheng Jia came running over, "Sister, are you awake? Second sister said she left eggs and rice porridge for you, it’s kept warm in the pot. After eating, meet at Grandpa Huang’s; she’s already gone."

The troubled Cheng Xiaoxiao nodded, everyone seemed to be full of energy?

"Sister, I’m going to help Aunt divide the threads." Saying so, he ran towards Aunt’s room.

The sky was just beginning to brighten, was it necessary? Everyone seemed busier than her, was she too relaxed? 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

She herself was rather carefree, but the system wouldn’t allow it.

From today, Qingshan Village became lively.

Yesterday the village head came to find Cheng Yong, intending to discuss specific arrangements, but unexpectedly Cheng Yong had already organized some people. The village head learned it was all arranged by Cheng Xiaoxiao, secretly sighing, if Xiaoxiao were a boy, she’d surely be bound for greatness, decisive and bold. Her plan was effective and reasonable.

So he would follow Cheng Xiaoxiao’s plan and arrange accordingly!

However, not everyone was compliant. Today the village head notified each family, persuading them; he talked until his mouth was dry. His lineage was alright, mostly doing as told, but there were those who didn’t listen, like Cheng Meng, clamoring he wanted to slaughter pigs, no time to dig trenches. Also, a few idle bums in the village didn’t want to work.

Furthermore, three families refused to cooperate in the division of labor; they didn’t believe in the disaster, thus saw no need to exert effort. Despite the village head’s efforts, he couldn’t persuade them.

Hence, the village head was troubled; this was the last family he had to notify, particularly difficult...

Meanwhile, Cheng Xiaoxiao and a large group were prepared to go up the mountain, passing by here.

From a distance, they saw the village head outside the door, with an old man inside still cursing, "Cheng Zhenglian, don’t think being village head allows you to randomly enslave people to work for you; it’s unnecessary to stir up trouble."

Saying this, the old man went to close the door; the village head pulled the latch with a helpless face, "Uncle Qian Shun, it’s really not nonsense, everyone is actively self-rescuing; can’t you spare a thought for yourself and your grandson?"

Upon hearing this, the elderly called Qian Shun became angrier, "Good you, Cheng Zhenglian, cursing my grandson, what... what... what do you mean, black-hearted, I’ll file a complaint with the Clan Leader!"

Cheng Xiaoxiao laughed upon hearing this, thinking the Clan Leader was already stubborn enough, unexpectedly there was someone even more unreasonable, even the village head grandpa couldn’t handle it.

Seeing such a large crowd approaching, the village head really felt embarrassment.

Beside him, his fifth son Cheng Jinzhao was still arguing, "Grandpa Qi Qian, how can you say this about my father? He’s looking out for you, for the village, putting in effort, and here you are not appreciating it, really... really..."

"Really ungrateful for good intentions!" Cheng Xiaoxiao couldn’t help adding.

"Yes, ungrateful for good intentions." Speaking these words, the young man realized something was amiss, turning his head to see Cheng Xiaoxiao’s smiling face,

A bit embarrassed, "Oh, it’s Xiaoxiao!" He said, seeing the group behind, he sheepishly greeted them one by one.

The old man, Qian Shun, not buying it, hearing youngsters dare to contradict him, got angrier, "Is it your place to speak here? If your father is so good, why don’t I see your father working for me, or giving your family’s money for me to use, just all talk."