Outside the car, Geng Zhong took a hand and caught Yuan Bao's body.

As soon as he got out of the car and stood still, he turned around and asked Xia Qianqian to hand him the plate on the table.

Xia Qianqian handed it to him, but he didn't even look at her. He bowed politely to Ji Zimo, "Brother Mo, thank you."

Children have the simplest minds. Whoever treats them well will naturally be kind to them.

Ever since Cuiyu received the puppet from "Journey to the West", Yuanbao's attitude towards him has changed subtly.

As a teacher of Zhuxian Academy, Yuanbao respects Cuttlefish.

As the brother next door, he is somewhat dependent and obedient to him.

Cuttlefish deliberately approached Yuanbao, Xia Qianqian saw it, but did not deliberately stop it.

After all, his father disappeared when Yuan Bao was three years old.

There are no men in the family, so Yuanbao has been living with his mother and sister. His temperament lacks a bit of masculinity, so when things happen, he handles things a bit like Li Yunniang.

He always cowers behind others and cries.

Xia Qianqian doesn't like this.

Let him follow Cuttlefish, maybe he can learn something.

This is not...

Today's Yuanbao is a bit like a cuttlefish. When he talks, he presses her step by step and is a bit aloof.

Haha!

Xia Qianqian shook her head, jumped out of the car, and took advantage of the opportunity to pick up the backpack at the shaft of the car.

Behind her, Ji Zimo got out of the car gracefully, stared at her face, lowered his head and took out a stack of paper from his sleeve, handed it over, "This is what you want."

Xia Qianqian took it and opened it to see the detailed information of Yu Yinghua's family.

She couldn't help but feel happy, and couldn't help but praise: "Master Mo, you are so efficient in doing things."

Being praised, Ji Zimo couldn't help but feel relieved, "The hang glider will be ready in three days at the latest. You can come and have a look at it then."

"Okay!" Xia Qianqian agreed and stuffed the thing into her sleeves.

He nodded at her, turned around, put on a moon-white brocade robe and walked to the small courtyard next door.

Behind him, a carriage came speeding up and stopped when it arrived at the gate of the Wang family.

Wang Yueyue got down from the carriage, saw Xia Qianqian, and ran up, "Qianqian, you are back."

She glanced at the door of the Mo family courtyard curiously and whispered: "I heard that Mr. Mo lives next door to your house?"

"Yes!" Xia Qianqian replied, looking up and seeing Wang Feng getting off the carriage.

Once upon a time, Wang Feng would not return to Fu'an Village once or twice a month, but recently he has been running back frequently.

Is it possible that he really took the tofu shop business in Xinghua Village as a serious matter and ignored the important affairs of the Hu family?

While Xia Qianqian was sizing up Wang Feng, he was also sizing up her, with a light look on his face and eyes, showing no emotion or anger.

Taking two steps forward, he came behind Wang Yueyue and said coldly: "Go home."

Wang Yueyue was a little reluctant and said coquettishly: "Dad, please go back first. I'll have a conversation with Qianqian."

"Go home!" Wang Feng's tone became colder.

Wang Yueyue was a little afraid of Wang Feng, and when she saw that he looked wrong, she didn't dare to make a mistake.

She waved her hand to Xia Qianqian, lowered her head, and walked back gloomily.

Seeing this, Xia Qianqian glanced at Wang Feng coldly, turned around, and returned home carrying the bamboo basket.

As soon as she got home, Li Yunniang had already prepared dinner, and the family sat around the dinner table, chatting while eating.

It was the first time for Li Yunniang to see such purple-red and large grapes, and she was both happy and surprised for a while.

She loved her child very much, and even though there was still more than half of the plate left, she tasted a few pills and stopped doing anything.

When Yuan Bao asked her to eat again, she resisted and said, "I was too full just now and I won't be able to eat anymore. You and sister can eat."

How could Xia Qianqian not know her thoughts?

Only after becoming a mother will you know that you want to leave all the delicious things to your children as much as possible.

"Mom, I ate it on the carriage." Xia Qianqian explained.

Yuan Bao looked at Sister on the side and couldn't help but said: "Mom, Sister said that when Dad was here, she ate a lot of grapes?"

This Yuanbao really knows how to expose her shortcomings.

Her evasive words were taken seriously by him, and he came to ask Li Yunniang for confirmation.

When Li Yunniang heard this, her expression changed slightly. Xia Qianqian hurried forward, took her mother's hand, and said in a low voice: "Mom, I'm afraid Mr. Mo will laugh at me if I say I haven't eaten it."

She spoke coquettishly, with a coquettish expression, a little more shy like a little girl.

Seeing this, Li Yunniang said with a straight face to Yuan Bao: "When your father was here, I did eat a lot."

In front of Yuan Bao, Li Yunniang has always protected Xia Qianqian's self-esteem.

"Then why haven't I eaten it?"

"You must have eaten and forgotten." Xia Qianqian lied to him.

Yuanbao has no memory of things before he was three years old, so naturally he can't distinguish between true and false.

The family was having dinner when Uncle Wang's voice sounded in the yard, "Girl of the Xia family."

Xia Qianqian got up, ran out and opened the door.

At night, outside the gate, Uncle Wang rubbed his hands, looked around, and waited anxiously.

When the door opened, he said suspiciously: "I'm going to your house to talk about something."

Xia Qianqian didn't know why and hurriedly welcomed him in. "What's the matter?"

Uncle Wang looked around, looking at the walls of the courtyard one by one, and then said: "Girl, after I went back, after thinking about it, I always felt that the cause of death of the Zhao family man was not simple."

Xia Qianqian also turned cold at the moment, "Do you have any objection to the cause of death issued by the government?"

Uncle Wang stood there, pacing, hesitating, "Girl of the Xia family, the official has given me a clean slate and let me come back. I am extremely grateful. But..."

"But there are some things that are buried in my heart. I can't sleep and I feel uneasy."

Xia Qianqian looked at Uncle Wang and asked, "Is there a secret behind the death of the Zhao family man?"

Uncle Wang lowered his head and muttered, not answering.

After being silent for a long time, he finally plucked up the courage and said: "That day, I was chatting with Zhao Qian. He said that the house was built for his son."

"He said that after the house is built, he will go out to find work and save more money so that the two of them can live a good life."

Uncle Wang seemed to be deep in memories, with a somewhat sad tone in his voice, "Since the house was built for his son, he was not in a hurry to live in it, so why bother to light it on fire and fumigate it at night, and accidentally get poisoned and die."

"He's not in a hurry, maybe his wife is worried?" Xia Qianqian asked.

"His mother-in-law is a very virtuous person and works in a gentle manner. How could she force him to warm the house and let him sleep somewhere? This is absolutely impossible." Uncle Wang said firmly.

After Uncle Wang's analysis, Xia Qianqian felt that something was a little strange.

"Uncle Wang, while you were in prison, did you ever report these things to the county magistrate?"

Uncle Wang shook his head, "I was in prison and my mind was always dizzy. I always thought I was going to die in there. Fortunately, I met that young man."

Uncle Wang paused and said, "Girl Xia, did you know that Gong Xiaoba, the boy who helped build the house in your house, can come in and out of the county magistrate's office freely?"

"Gong Xiaoba?" Uncle Wang didn't mention this person, and Xia Qianqian almost forgot about it.

Last time, she pulled out the arrow from his chest in school.
Chapter completed!