The night is dark, people's hearts are boiling, and the people in Fu'an Village are as excited as chicken blood.
Outside the gate, Zhang Cuicui blocked Xu Jiang and made a fuss for a while, begging him to come forward to save her man.
Xu Jiang silently shook his head.
The person with half of his body buried in the soil, no matter how stupid he was, would not dare to go to the General's Mansion and intervene in the General's case.
"Mother Zhang, Mr. Luo can't do anything about Zhang Dakui's matter, so what can I do?"
He broke away from Zhang Cuicui's pull and went home lamely.
Zhang Cuicui lay on the ground and cried bitterly.
As a beloved concubine, my daughter licked her face and asked Mr. Luo for help, but was slapped several times.
She turned around and cried. If she was forced to plead again, she would cut off the bones to return to her father and the flesh to return to her mother. She would rather die than break this blood relationship.
Zhang Cuicui had no choice but to turn around and beg Xia Qianqian.
That vicious idiot took the money but didn’t do anything serious.
Nowadays, even the village chief, who has always been helpful, doesn't care about their affairs.
Is his man really going to die in prison?
Zhang Cuicui is unwilling to give in.
Crying and begging for help but finding no way, she broke her heart, went home, packed some things, called Uncle Wang, and went to Jiangcheng again that night.
Inside the gate, the Xia family's mother and daughter were in the kitchen, quickly starting to cook.
While lighting the fire, Li Yunniang asked enthusiastically: "Qianqian, did Mr. Mo personally go to the General's Mansion to bring you back?"
"No, I didn't go to the General's Mansion. Mr. Mo vouched for me. We went directly to his home, I had a meal and then came back."
Xia Qianqian quickly washed the rice and put it into the pot, and then started washing vegetables.
Li Yunniang added a handful of firewood to the stove and said in a brisk tone: "Thanks to Mr. Mo today, we must thank him properly in the future."
Thank you for everything!
He cheated her out of a thousand taels of silver!
If Li Yunniang knew about it, she might not be able to sleep again from now on.
"Mom, I have promised Mr. Mo that I will continue to help him recuperate from now on." Until the debt of one thousand taels of silver is paid off.
"Okay! That young man looks good."
Li Yunniang looked at the four big boxes in the corner and said cheerfully: "I sent so much rice and noodles, and two boxes of cloth."
Her eyes shone with excitement, "Qianqian, you go pick out some designs and colors, and I will make you some clothes. The remaining cloth can be used as your dowry."
Dowry?
Xia Qianqian rolled her eyes.
This ancient mother urges marriage every day.
How much she hates getting married.
"Qianqian, is it the guard Geng who sent you back today?"
"Yeah."
"Although he was fierce when we first met him, after getting along with him a few times, my mother felt that he was quite nice."
God!
Mom, you’ve met him a few times, why do you think he’s so good?
That Tiehanhan looks like Xiong Er, which one is better.
"Look, can you catch his eye?"
"I'm too big, so I'm afraid of making his eyes look bigger."
"How do you talk, kid?"
"I'm telling the truth..."
"Haha, do those big eyes look like frogs?" Yuan Bao, who didn't know why, interrupted, causing Li Yunniang to cover her mouth and snicker.
Xia Qianqian will also smile.
Coming from time travel, this was the first time she saw mother and son smiling so heartily.
After a while, Xia Qianqian was cooking up a pot of rice porridge and two side dishes in the kitchen.
The three of them sat around the table and ate happily.
Yuan Bao was hungry for a long time and ate all the food, even the vegetable soup on the plate, and drank it all.
After cleaning up, mother and son sat on the edge of the kang, and Li Yunniang began to worry again.
"Hey! There are so many things, where should I hide them?" Four large boxes cannot be buried at the base of the wall.
If you put it in the room openly and openly, what should you do if someone steals it?
The poor have the sorrows of the poor.
Rich people have their own troubles.
As her identity changed day and night, Li Yunniang was so worried that she sat on the edge of the kang and clapped her legs.
Yuan Bao joined in the fun, ran forward, opened the box, took a look, opened the lid of the box, flipped through it, and suggested: "Mom, use the blue cloth to make me a gown."
Li Yunniang was thinking about countermeasures when she was interrupted. She hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "I can do it for you, but please don't turn over the ingot now. It will be messed up later and will be difficult to sort out."
"I didn't look around, I just took a look." Yuan Bao argued, "You can always look at your own things, right?"
Li Yunniang: "..."
The two were noisy at the base of the wall. Xia Qianqian looked at it with the corners of her mouth raised.
That night, people in Fu'an Village could not sleep.
No one gets together to discuss, but everyone has a steelyard in their heart.
The young master Xia Qianqian rescued was probably more powerful than Mr. Luo.
Could it be possible that that idiot girl from the Xia family...
Cough cough cough... The girl from the Xia family is going to fly up a branch and become a phoenix?
Early the next morning, Li Yunniang had just opened the door with a broom in hand. Xu Jiang, who was walking on the avenue for exercise, suddenly turned back.
"Daughter-in-law of the Xia family," he said with a smile on his old face, "from now on, if you have difficulties in life, just ask them and I will help you if I can."
Xu Jiang went home last night and thought about it, fearing that he was in the wrong team.
So this morning, I walked back and forth in front of Xia's house several times, waiting for this moment.
His preference came suddenly and violently. Li Yunniang felt blessed and flattered and said: "Thank you, Mr. Village Chief, thank you very much."
Xia Qianqian, who was following behind, glanced at Xu Jiang coldly, turned around and moved a stool to sit under the eaves, and started to work on her own.
Belated affection is worse than grass.
She doesn't care at all.
Xu Jiang has seen her cold demeanor before.
He stood at the gate, chatted with Li Yunniang for a few words, and then left dejectedly.
Li Yunniang cleared the gate three times, and when she returned to the yard, her face was still full of joy, "Qianqian, the village chief came to express condolences to us early in the morning. He is really thoughtful."
He is not sincere, but has evil intentions.
Xia Qianqian did not speak directly, but urged: "Mom, the day after tomorrow is the poplar gathering. You promised the aunt in pink to knit an extra-large dustpan for her. Have you forgotten?"
"Yeah!" Li Yunniang suddenly remembered, "I almost forgot about this."
She quickly moved the stool and sat next to Xia Qianqian. While arranging the bamboo strips, she whispered: "Qianqian, where are the things in our house hidden?"
She said worriedly: "We go out to do business, and it is really unsafe to put those things at home."
Li Yunniang is telling the truth.
The dilapidated gate, the low courtyard wall, and the roof that can be blown away by the wind.
This home is really run-down.
"Let's repair the house."
"Repair the house?" Li Yunniang was surprised by her suggestion and worried: "Repairing the house will cost a lot of money."
The money on hand is not yet warm!
"Some money should be spent as it should. I'll take a look recently and design the land in our house."
"Design? Shouldn't it be reinforced and repaired as it was?"
"You will understand when I design it."
The bamboo strips between Xia Qianqian's fingers were spinning rapidly, and she was thinking while weaving.
Cuiyu blackmailed her for a thousand taels of silver in vain, maybe she can make some more money from him.
Thinking of him, she remembered the old patterns on Yupinge's ready-made clothes, and she suddenly had an idea.
