Fu'an Village, Xia Family, Xia Qianqian took off her pink skirt and carefully folded it together.
Li Yunniang sat on the bed next to her and said with some regret: "Qianqian, if you were born into a wealthy family, you wouldn't have lived for nine years, but you would still be in the boudoir."
Reaching out and stroking her hair, she said lovingly: "Mom, I feel very uncomfortable having you work all day for this family."
"Mom, don't be pessimistic. Our lives will definitely get better day by day." Xia Qianqian advised her while putting the clothes in the box
"Let's go to sleep. There's still a lot of work to do tomorrow."
At night, in the courtyard of Yu Mansion, a black figure walked through the corridor, crossed the arch, avoided the patrolling guards, and came to a wing.
The grandma guarding the door was drowsy. She avoided the two of them, opened the door gently, and ducked into the house.
A ray of moonlight passed through the gap in the window and fell in front of the bed in the house. The person lying there had exquisite and beautiful facial features.
The visitor's footsteps were heavy, as if he was dragging a thousand catties of weight, and he came to the bed step by step.
His eyes fell longingly on that sleeping face.
Her brows have lost their tenderness as a girl, and have gained a more mature charm, and her long eyelashes droop down gently like fan feathers.
The shadows under the eyes are thick purple.
Ms. Yu Zhao felt distressed for a moment. This was her daughter, the child she gave birth to after being pregnant for ten months.
She had gone through a lot of hardships because of her illness, so she just invited Mr. Liu.
But she was so close, but she couldn't and didn't dare to get close.
His fingers gently fell on her half-dried black hair, and the sleeping person murmured softly, "Mother."
Yu Zhao's tears poured down again.
She couldn't help sobbing softly and murmured: "Daughter, I have suffered so much for you these years. Mom is really..."
She was really forced and had no choice.
As for Jiang Chengyun's methods, if he hadn't severed ties with her back then, the consequences would have been disastrous.
The person on the bed had tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes.
Ms. Yu Zhao stretched out her hand and wanted to help her wipe it, but she suppressed her emotions, stood up, and ran out in a hurry.
When they came to the door, the guarding grandmother was awakened by the silence. When she got up and wanted to call someone, she found that the figure was particularly familiar.
The two nuns looked at each other, immediately stopped talking, pretended not to notice, and fell asleep again.
Inside the room, Yu Yinghua slowly opened her eyes on the bed, and a tear fell from the corner of her eye.
She didn't fall asleep.
She didn't expect her mother to visit her secretly. What's even more intriguing is the half-sentence she left behind.
If her mother had always loved her, why did she decisively cut off the relationship with her back then?
Is it possible that there is really something hidden about what happened back then?
The patter of rain finally stopped in the middle of the night.
Early the next morning, the sun was high and the sun was shining brightly. The birds were standing on the branches, chirping and singing happily.
It rained for two days and one night, and the air in the morning was slightly cool but crisp, with an earthy smell.
Li Yunniang got up early, changed the water for the soaked beans, added ingredients to the two little donkeys, and swept the fallen leaves in the yard.
Yuanbao also got up early, took a gourd and scooped up half a scoop of a mixture of rice bran and vegetable leaves, fed it to the hare first, and sent the rest to the chickens in the cage.
After a month of feeding, the chicks' wings and tails have grown new feathers, and they have also grown a lot.
Although Yuanbao is small, he is very attentive in raising small animals.
Xia Qianqian stood up and wanted to help Li Yunniang cook, but she stopped her.
"You have injuries on your hands, don't do these rough jobs."
In fact, the injury on her finger is almost healed.
She wanted to persist, but Geng Zhong climbed over the wall and came in like a descendant from heaven. He said with a smile: "I'm here to help add fuel to the fire."
"No need!" Xia Qianqian is self-aware, "I can do the work to add fuel to the fire."
Although Geng Zhong is easy-going, those who work around Cuiyu cannot boss him around without a bottom line.
Xia Qianqian wanted to block him, but Geng Zhong was faster than him. He ran to the stove in a few steps, squatted down and started to light the fire.
Xia Qianqian had no choice but to let him go.
Everyone worked together and breakfast was ready in a short time.
The whole family sat around the table and had a simple meal.
After dinner, Xia Qianqian planned to follow Cuiyu to the training camp to see how her rake was being built.
Unexpectedly, while she was packing her things in the house, the village chief Xu Jiang hurried over, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "Girl Xia, something happened."
"Today, as soon as the sky cleared up, I originally thought that after the soil in the field had dried for a day, I could probably hoe it tomorrow. But who knew that after breakfast, the laborers who helped us hoe the field came to my house one by one and told them
Neither I nor they can do it."
"Can't do it?" Xia Qianqian frowned.
Xu Jiang looked sad and stamped his feet: "It's because the Jiang Family Tea Mountain is short of manpower recently, so they paid double the wages and sent all the people to the mountain to pick tea leaves."
With double wages, the work of picking tea leaves is easier than the work of hoeing. Anyone would know how to choose.
"Just leave if they leave!" Xia Qianqian looked calm.
Xu Jiang was anxious, "Not only did they leave, I went to the next village to look for laborers, but I couldn't find anyone. So what should I do if there is no one to hoe the ground tomorrow?"
"We don't need so many people, it's okay!" As long as the plow is built on schedule, all difficulties will be solved.
"Don't want people!"
Xu Jiang was a little confused.
Xia Qianqian pondered for a while and then said: "Village Chief, don't be impatient. You continue to look for someone. It doesn't matter if you can't find someone. Just show up."
Her words are intriguing.
Xu Jiang didn't understand, but he knew that this ghost girl must have a plan to deal with it.
"Okay!" I was anxious when I came, but I was calm and relaxed when I left.
After Xu Jiang left, Li Yunniang leaned on the door frame and said angrily: "Do they think the Jiang family's money is so easy to get?"
"I once worked as a mulberry picker in Jiangjia Mountain. The work was very tiring. I had to inspect the mulberry leaves one by one and then find various excuses to deduct wages."
"With double the wages, it's a big deal that they can get 30% of the wages in the end."
"Jiang family?"
Xia Qianqian thought for a while, "Mom, who is the Jiang family you are talking about? Is it one of the four major families in Jiang City?"
"In Jiangcheng, when it comes to the Jiang family, it must be one of the four major families."
Li Yunniang said firmly: "The Jiang family raises silkworms and mulberry trees, has a tea mountain, and is engaged in the textile and clothing industry. I once worked temporarily in the Jiang family, and I know the Jiang family fairly well."
That’s right.
Xia Qianqian understood it.
If she grows cotton and then spins thread to make clothes, the Jiang family will be her biggest rival.
No wonder a thief would come to her backyard and try to take advantage of the cotton seeds.
During the busy farming season, her seeds were waiting to be planted in the fields, and the Jiang family sent people to call away all her labor.
Logically speaking, her presence is very small, and it should not be enough to attract the attention of the Jiang family at the moment, but the Jiang family has taken the initiative.
Who is this, who tipped off the Jiang family in advance and listed her as a strong enemy?
Xia Qianqian sent the village chief away, and Wang Yueyue rushed in with tears on her face.
As soon as she saw her, Wang Yueyue rushed over and grabbed her hand. For a moment, she burst into tears, "Qianqian, please save my dad!"
