Xia Qianqian returned home and Li Yunniang cooked the meal. She ate a few mouthfuls and when she was tired, she decided to take a nap first.

Who knows, she was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. She finally lost consciousness and started to have nightmares.

There was blood everywhere in front of me, and injured soldiers were lying on the ground.

With sharp eyes, she noticed that one of them was lying on the ground with an arrow piercing from his chest to his back. There was blood everywhere on his moon-white brocade robe.

She hurriedly ran over and turned the man over.

His face became clearer and clearer, and finally turned into a face of unparalleled elegance.

Cuttlefish!

Xia Qianqian's heart sank and she opened her eyes suddenly.

The room was dark, and in the blurry light, the items in the room were vaguely visible.

Xia Qianqian breathed a long sigh of relief.

This dream is both real and weird.

I won’t be able to fall asleep again.

She stood up and put on her coat.

The bed beside me is empty

Li Yunniang is not here, only Yuanbao is sleeping at the back of the bed.

One little foot was exposed outside the quilt, and his little hands lifted up his shirt, revealing his little belly.

It has been raining recently and the night is cold. This child loves to push on the quilt and has never slept peacefully at night.

Xia Qianqian crawled over, covered him with a quilt, got dressed and went out.

The lights in the workshop were still on. In the dim light, Li Yunniang was sitting on a stool with her back to her, peeling edamame beans. In the basin next to her, the green beans were about to overflow.

While peeling, she lowered her head and looked from behind, as if she was wiping tears.

Xia Qianqian looked at that thin figure and felt uneasy for a moment.

He moved a stool at the door and sat next to her, pretending not to know, "Mom, you've caught the cold. Why did you get up in the middle of the night and still peel beans?"

Li Yunniang hurriedly suppressed the grievance in her heart and pretended to be strong: "Qianqian, don't you want to make tofu? You were so busy during the day, so I couldn't sleep, so I got up and helped you first."

Xia Qianqian reached out and grabbed an edamame stalk. As she picked it, she said, "I heard that Fanshan was destroyed."

"Yeah."

"Are you worried about dad?" Li Yunniang has always believed that Xia Chi was kidnapped by bandits and was in Fanshan.

Now that the Fanshan bandits have been suppressed, if he lives, he might come back.

If he can't come back, her last thoughts will be gone.

In her heart, she hopes that Xia Chi will come back, but she is also afraid that Xia Chi will not come back. How can she sleep with such a conflicted mood?

"My father should still be alive." Otherwise, those bandits from Fanshan would not threaten him by arresting Xia Chi's children.

The Fanshan bandits are led by Feng Wei. If Xia Chi is put in a high position, no one will dare to harm her and Yuan Bao.

Therefore, Xia Qianqian deduced that there are factions within the bandits.

Only those who were dissatisfied with Feng Wei and Xia Chi would find ways to kidnap Xia Chi's children in order to make him submit.

Feng Wei and his men have been entrenched in Fanshan for many years and have been working on fortifications almost every day. The mountain is filled with various traps and formations. How can it be conquered so easily?

Xia Qianqian had a vague feeling that Fan Shan's incident was not that simple.

After picking beans with Li Yunniang for a while and persuading her for a while, she urged her to go to bed.

This night was, after all, an exciting but sleepless night for the people of Fu'an Village and even the entire Jiangcheng.

The next morning, when Xia Qianqian got up, Li Yunniang had already prepared breakfast.

Xia Qianqian had breakfast and went out carrying a bamboo basket.

Today, the sky is clearing up.

When we go out early in the morning, the dazzling morning light shines on the earth. The surface of the Fu'an River seems to be covered with a layer of golden veil, with water flowing, birds flying, and green willows on the shore swaying in the wind...

What a beautiful picture.

She had just stepped onto the path at the end of the field. Behind her, Wang Yueyue rushed out of the door despite Li's scolding, and caught up with her.

The two went to the school together and delivered meals to the soldiers there, and Xia Qianqian changed medicine for some of them.

Wang Yueyue is particularly diligent. When she changes the dressing, she follows and watches.

Occasionally, when she encounters a wound that bleeds heavily, as soon as Xia Qianqian opens the wound, the person behind her will cover her mouth and run outside, followed by the sound of vomiting.

Xia Qianqian thought Wang Yueyue would back down, but after a while, she wiped her mouth clean again and stood behind her again.

This little girl is a bit interesting.

Xia Qianqian took care of the injury and looked around, but found Mr. Liu nowhere, and Gong Xiaoba was not there either.

She also couldn't ask others about the cuttlefish.

Concentrating her mind, she walked back in a depressed mood.

In the distance, a bullock cart stopped on the road. When Uncle Wang saw Xia Qianqian coming back, he smiled and greeted her, "Girl, remember you said you wanted to make tofu?"

"Yes!"

"When does it start?"

Uncle Wang couldn't wait, "I went to Jiangcheng this morning. The wonton shop I often go to, the couple heard that I wanted to make tofu, and they agreed as soon as I opened my mouth. If our tofu is good, they will order ten yuan every day.

Jin."

Ten pounds of tofu is already a big customer.

If one person makes tofu at most in one day, he can probably make fifty or sixty kilograms of tofu.

"Girl, do you think we can do this business?" Uncle Wang was a little worried.

After all, he has lived for so many years and has always made a living by farming and fishing, and has never been a trader.

"Okay. I have selected the beans today and will try to make them tomorrow. How about you giving it a try?"

"Okay!"

"Then I..." Wang Yueyue on the side said solemnly: "Can I come with you?"

Xia Qianqian and Uncle Wang both looked at her.

Wang Yueyue waved her hands hurriedly and clarified: "I can help you, don't worry, it's free, I don't want wages, I... I just want to have something to do with you."

"You..." Before Xia Qianqian could answer, Mrs. Li who was waiting at the door heard their conversation, ran over and grabbed Wang Yueyue.

He grabbed her with one hand, pointed at her forehead with the other, and said with hatred: "You damn woman, you are in public all day long, what do you want to do, are you trying to force me to death?"

Wang Yueyue was eighteen years old and had a reputation. When she was scolded in front of the two of them, her blood surged and she threw Li away and said angrily: "Mom, it's you, you have always wanted to force me to death. ."

"You heartless person, how can you say that to me?" Mrs. Li couldn't accept that her good intentions were trampled on in this way, and cried sadly: "Okay, then we two will die together, die together... wu wu wu ”

While the two mother and daughter were chatting at the door, a carriage pulling a coffin slowly came up on the avenue and stopped at the door of the Zhang family.

Zhang Xiaohua twisted her waist and stood up from the car, threw herself on the coffin board, and cried loudly: "Mother, you are dead, you died so miserably. Mother, my mother!"

Mrs. Li suddenly stopped talking, her legs were weak and she supported Wang Yueyue beside her. She stared blankly at the coffin and murmured: "Is she dead?"

In a moment, an explosive message exploded in Fu'an Village.
Chapter completed!