"Mom, let's cook first!"

Li Yunniang started preparing dinner early.

The Mo family courtyard next door is very lively with people moving things from time to time.

Xia Qianqian helped Li Yunniang cook, and did not forget to remind her: "Mom, Mr. Mo is a gentleman in our college. When we go to school, we will go with his carriage."

Li Yunniang was very grateful for this, and while making preparations for Cuiyu and others, she said in a low mood: "You have someone to send you, so I'm relieved. But Uncle Wang has been in jail for two days, and I'm very worried about him.

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She paused and said, "Our family is in the village and we have no relatives. Uncle Wang has also helped us a lot along the way. I just want you to ask Mr. Mo, can you say something to Uncle Wang?"<

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"Mom, don't worry about Uncle Wang. The matter has been found out and the man's death has nothing to do with him. Maybe he can come back tomorrow."

"Really?" Li Yunniang said in surprise.

"It's true."

While Xia Qianqian was talking, she remembered something.

He took out a heart-shaped box from the bamboo basket on the ground and handed it over, "Mom, look at this gift for you."

"This is..."

This is the first time in this life that my daughter has given me a gift.

Li Yunniang opened the box with trembling hands.

Inside the vermilion box, there is a bright yellow brocade handkerchief, inside which lies a silver flower-shaped hairpin and two star-shaped silver earrings.

"This is..." Her eyes widened in disbelief.

"This is for you." Xia Qianqian reached out and took out the hairpin, smiling: "Mom, come here, let me put it on for you."

She took off the wooden hairpin on her head and carefully pinned the silver hairpin on.

Looking left and right, I couldn't help but nod my head, "It's so beautiful, the hairpin is beautiful, and my mother is even more beautiful."

While she was talking, she ran to the side room, brought a mirror, and held it up to Li Yunniang, "Mom, take a look for yourself."

Li Yunniang looked at the silver hairpin between her buns, and felt a mixture of sadness and joy for a moment, "Qianqian, mother has never thought about the time when I still wore the silver hairpin."

Although the money is not valuable, the man in the family disappeared unexpectedly.

The family has been living in poverty from meal to meal, and even the clothes on my body have been mended for three years. How can I have spare money to buy a headdress?

Li Yunniang took the wooden hairpin from Xia Qianqian's hand and said with some sadness, "When your father was here, he was willing to help, but he never put money in his eyes, and the family's life was not rich."

"This wooden hairpin was carved for me by his own hands."

She pinned the wooden hairpin to her head again, stretched out her hand to take off the silver hairpin, and inserted it into Xia Qianqian's bun, "Qianqian, my mother is old. It doesn't matter whether she has a hairpin or not. My daughter is as beautiful as a flower and she should dress up."

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She looked at Xia Qianqian with longing on her face, "Mom, just wait. That day you can find a good son and marry in a glorious manner. It would be great if your father is here at that time."<

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"Mom, I don't need it!"

Xia Qianqian took off the silver hairpin from her head and pinned it into Li Yunniang's bun again, "You wear this silver hairpin first. When we grow cotton and make a lot of money, I will give you a set of gold jewelry."

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"Is such a day really possible?" Li Yunniang couldn't believe such a day.

"If you put a silver hairpin on your head, will the gold hairpin be far behind?"

"You kid..."

Li Yunniang was immediately amused.

For some reason, the daughter in front of her always made her feel confident no matter what she did, which made Li Yunniang feel at peace.

"Let's cook quickly."

The two steamed steamed buns and made a stew, a large pot of braised pork, stir-fried green bamboo shoots, and a bowl of chicken meatball soup.

Make a meal and send one to the next door.

Geng Zhong took it in person and whispered to Xia Qianqian: "Miss Xia, the master praised me today. Your steamed buns and fried dough sticks are both delicious."

Xia Qianqian smiled and said, "I'll make it for him tomorrow."

Early the next morning, an explosive news spread in several villages near Fu'an Village.

A man from the Zhao family in Xinghua Village died after a forensic examination because the wood in the house did not burn out and produced toxic gases.

It happened that the house collapsed and was buried under the wall, so he was mistakenly thought to have been smashed to death.

The collapse of the house was all due to the fool Liu Erniu who made trouble by mixing sand into the cement. The men of the Zhao family rushed to the construction deadline at night and did not work under the supervision of Uncle Wang, which eventually led to the collapse of the house and the loss of life.

This news has just reached Fu'an Village, and everyone in the village is whispering about it, and they can't help but sigh.

"This Uncle Wang is truly blessed."

"Yes. In the past, how could Cao Shenjiang be used to personally examine such cases?"

"It's not a case of arrests recently, so the General is particularly concerned about all cases."

"It's really amazing, Mr. General, that he solved such a confusing case in one day!"

"..."

As the news spread throughout Fu'an Village, an ox cart slowly came on the road at the head of the village.

On the bullock cart, Uncle Wang was sitting at the front of the shaft. His hair was disheveled and his clothes were ragged. However, after just two nights in prison, he seemed to have lost his appearance and was in a state of despair.

When he came to the door of Xia's house, he raised his eyes, and his cloudy eyes suddenly had a glimmer of vision.

Climbing down from the bullock cart, he arrived at the gate of the Xia family, knelt down at Xia Qianqian's feet, kowtowed repeatedly and said, "Miss Xia family, the old man wants to thank you."

His sudden behavior made everyone look at him with suspicion.

Xia Qianqian quickly helped him up, looked him up and down, and asked, "Is he okay?"

Uncle Wang nodded, the excitement of the rest of his life rippling in his heart, "Okay, not bad!"

"Don't talk about anything else yet." Xia Qianqian let go of him and warned, "Go back quickly and rest."

"Hmm!"

While talking, Li Yunniang came out of the courtyard and greeted: "Uncle Wang, hurry up, go to the courtyard to wash your hands and finish the hot meal."

"This..." Uncle Wang was a little embarrassed.

After all, most people are not willing to take in people who have just been released from prison for fear of bad luck.

But Li Yunniang didn't hold back at all. As she was talking, she dragged the person into the courtyard, filled the basin with hot water, and then went to the kitchen to serve hot rice.

She really treats Uncle Wang as a relative.

Uncle Wang was stunned for a moment, and Xia Qianqian pushed him, "Go quickly. I'm waiting for you to get well, and we will farm together."

"Farming?"

"Yes, we will plant cotton together in a few days."

"Okay!" Receiving such tolerance and gifts, Uncle Wang was filled with gratitude and agreed repeatedly.

"Then I'll go to school first."

She pulled Yuan Bao and got into Mr. Mo's carriage next door in full view.

Now, the rumors in Fu'an Village have completely boiled over.

It's strange why Mr. Mo is so close to the girl from the Xia family and is willing to put down his status and live next door to her house.
Chapter completed!