Ling Xiaoman is missing. Ling Xiaoman is missing. Ma Cuihua and Cheng Guiying were also gently urging her on. Hao Donglian wiped a tear and smiled at them, saying, "Look—this has happened suddenly. We were just having dinner, and now we have to have you all come to help put out the fire. This is the content of the chapter 'Rural Beauty 212'—the textual content of the chapter. - The Love Pavilion – (paoshu)" Ma Cuihua waved her hand and said, "What's the point in talking about this? We managed to have a decent meal, while those neighbors just couldn't eat anything—yet they still came over to help. Well, let's go back and rest a while. Let Yun take care of everything on her own." Cheng Guiying suddenly spoke up, "Has anyone seen the beautiful young girl that Lu Yun brought home?" Hao Donglian smiled slightly, "She might still be sleeping. The girl hasn't had any alcohol, yet you all insisted she drink two ladles—she must be fast asleep now." "Upon hearing Cheng Guiying's words, Lu Yun felt an unexpected jolt in his heart. While dining, he had clearly observed that after drinking two liang of wine, Ling Xiaoman showed only a slight drowsiness—perhaps just a bit of dizziness. With the fire raging outside and so many people bustling about rescuing and extinguishing it, the noise was considerable. Even if she were sleeping deeply, she couldn't have been completely unaware of it. 'Uncle, let me check,' Lu Yun dropped his iron shovel and hurried toward the courtyard, a sense of foreboding rising in him. Lu Yun sat down on the stool with a thud, murmuring to himself. Hao Donglian and the others entered the room as well, noticing Lu Yun sitting in quiet contemplation, his words coming out incoherent. They approached and asked, "Yun, have you found Professor Ling yet?" Lu Yun shook his head. At the time of the fire, he had been so anxious that he hadn't even noticed whether Ling Xiaoman had come out. After all, if she had heard the sound, she should have come out and greeted them, right? This content is from Chapter 212 of "Rural Beauty." Lu Yun thought of this, turned on the room light, and went back to his room to inspect everything carefully—everything remained exactly as before, except that the sheet covering Ling Xiaoman had been accidentally tossed to the floor at some point. He hadn’t noticed it when he first arrived. After checking the rest of the room with no other abnormalities, Lu Yun frowned and left. Though he had known Ling Xiaoman for only a short time, he was certain she was not the type who appeared neat and tidy on the surface but was messy and disorganized in private. Unless something unexpected had happened, she would never have casually dropped the sheet to the floor without reason. If something had indeed gone wrong, then with the third aunt at home, she should have heard at least some sound—definitely related to the fire. Lu Yun’s heart jumped suddenly. Could it be that the village men were attracted by Ling Xiaoman’s beauty and, while the third aunt and others were busy putting out the fire, had managed to sneak away and taken her? "Uncle, who was the first to notice our house on fire?" Lu Yun shook his head, trying to stay alert. Hao Donglian thought for a moment and said, "I was watching TV inside at the time when all of a sudden I heard people outside shouting that there was a fire. When I went out, several neighbors had already gathered there—seeming to be calling out for Zhang, the one who's always been a bit slow." "Who?" Lu Yun suddenly widened his eyes. Hao Donglian was startled by Lu Yun's tone and quickly replied, "Zhang, the one who's always been a bit slow!" "Three-aunt, did you hear that right?" Lu Yun's face turned pale. From Lu Yun's expression, Hao Donglian could tell something serious had happened. She didn't want to waste any time and promptly nodded, "It's definitely him—just during the rescue efforts, he somehow disappeared. We never saw him reappear." Lu Yun silently sighed, realizing trouble had arisen. During the day, when the fool Zhang had been trailing behind him and Ling Xiaoman, he had even insisted that Ling Xiaoman become his wife—so much so that Lu Yun had nearly hit him. In the end, Zhang had only said one thing: he wanted to take Lu Yun’s house. Now, considering that the fire had broken out in the wood pile, Ling Xiaoman had mysteriously vanished, and crucially, Zhang had been the first to notice the fire. Lu Yun was stunned—this confirmed that Ling Xiaoman’s disappearance was directly linked to Zhang. What puzzled him, however, was how, with Zhang’s short stature, he managed to get Ling Xiaoman out of the yard unnoticed by everyone. Without further ado, Lu Yun stood up, pulled out his bird-shooting slingshot from the drawer, and took a handful of iron sand from his pocket. He then turned and stepped out of the house, walked to the kitchen, and secured the vegetable knife across his waist, before rushing out the door in a hurry. He Donglian saw Lu Yun again handling the slingshot and grasping the iron sand, and immediately felt something was amiss. Though she didn’t see him carrying anything when he rushed into the kitchen, she sensed what he must have done there—sure enough, the sharp kitchen knife was gone. "Little Yun, where are you going? Wait until I find your uncle back, then we’ll go together to look for Ms. Ling. Please don’t get into any trouble!" He Donglian stepped out after the kitchen, but Lu Yun had already vanished. He should have figured out long ago that it was the fool Zhang Fang who had started the fire. Only he had been lingering with Ling Xiaoman in the afternoon, declaring he would burn down his own house. "You fool Zhang—should you dare do anything to Ling Teacher, I'll make sure you're dead!" Landing at Zhang Fang's house with the speed of a 100-meter sprint, Lu Yun kicked open the door and strode straight toward the lit main hall. As he pushed the door open, he saw Zhang Fang's elderly mother sitting by the lamp, sewing shoes, and snapped, "Where's your fool Zhang?" The old lady raised her head, glanced at Lu Yun, and looked thoroughly unimpressed. "Lu's son, stop calling him a fool all the time. What do you want with him?" Lu Yun was in a hurry, with no time to waste on small talk. He growled impatiently, "He's a fool—just a fool. Tell me where he is!" The old lady huffed. "He's not at home. He went out for dinner and hasn't come back yet." Lu Yun gritted his teeth, took in the room quickly, and then strode out, muttering under his ... Country Beauty No. 212, Main Text No. 212 Ling Xiaoman has disappeared! Update complete!