「Gaoling Village.」
"Mother, Old Seventh and his wife have been gone for so many days. Do you think something happened to them?" After finishing his work in the fields, Gu Yuanjin took another walk to the village entrance. Seeing the house still securely locked, he found Li Cuicui with an anxious expression.
"What could possibly happen to them?" Li Cuicui spread the freshly washed wild vegetables onto a winnowing basket. "Old Seventh has his own matters to attend to. You don't need to worry yourself sick over nothing."
"Mother, how is this worrying over nothing? You don't know the gossip going around the village right now. They're leaving perfectly good fields unplanted—what are they going to eat in the future?" Seeing that Old Seventh's fields had only been seeded before being completely abandoned, Gu Yuanjin felt anxious for them.
