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The small bookshelf that originally belonged to Meng Jiao has now been replaced by a large shelf that takes up almost half of the wall.

The small desk that was originally used for Zhongli Weiran to draw has now been used by Mengjiao as her own study desk.

Meng Jiao would occasionally touch Zhongli Weiran's little hand under the pretext of asking him to teach her how to write.

She also made a major transformation in the yard. In addition to the original herbs, she also started to plant jasmine and various anti-allergy plants. She also used the empty space to dry various herbs that she learned to prepare and dry.

That was all, but Meng Jiao was so amused that she even started interfering with Fang Ziyan's daily life.

Every now and then, she changed her clothes to colors that Zhongli would never wear before, which made him feel half helpless and half doting.

Because of his feminine appearance, he always disliked bright colors, but the little girl would beg him to wear red clothes every three or five days.

Unable to bear her clear and bright eyes, the bottom line in my heart retreated again and again.

I thought that I would not leave Changsheng Garden anyway, so I just did as she wished.

Time passed quietly, and it was the fifteenth day of the first lunar month again. Meng Jiao had just bought the materials and returned home as usual, but Er Niu suddenly found the entrance to Changsheng Garden.

"Jiaojiao, why don't you take some time to go back? I heard from the uncle driving the coach that your mother seems to be seriously ill."

Meng Jiao almost dropped the basket in her hand, and she felt anxious.

This shouldn't be the case. She has been sending back two taels of silver every month since she started planning, which is several times more than before. No matter what, it shouldn't make her more tired than before.

Without having time to disturb Zhongli Weiran's nap, Mengjiao simply said hello to Fang Ziyan and left the house with the sign.

She did not return to the village directly, but went to the slave market to buy two strong men, fed them loyalty pills, and dressed them up as palace guards.

After the two of them ate the loyalty balls, they naturally complied with Meng Jiao's request.

Plus, I have some martial arts skills, so when I put on the clothes Meng Jiao bought for me, I really look like the real thing.

Changshan Village is located in the northern suburbs of Beijing. It took nearly two hours to get back to the village by renting a bullock cart.

It was almost evening when we arrived, and it was dinner time. There was no one outside the entire Changshan Village. Most of them were eating and resting in the yard, which was convenient for Meng Jiao to lead the group back.

Before entering the house, Meng Jiao messed up her hair, rolled on the ground twice, and smeared makeup on her eyes and mouth to make them look like bruises.

The two subordinates hiding behind were confused. Their master was so weird. It wasn't a wild animal, and it was rolling in the dirt.

Meng Jiao knocked on the door of her former home with a dusty face.

"Which one?"

A familiar male voice came from the courtyard. Meng Jiao recognized it as the original owner's worthless, white-eyed wolf father.

Xu Jinshi pushed open the door and saw a ragged girl standing at his door. He spoke in a scholarly manner.

"Who are you looking for?"

Meng Jiao didn't care about anything and rushed over to hug his thighs and started crying.

Anyway, this body is still a child's. Besides, to deal with such a mentally abnormal person, you have to be more abnormal than him.

"Dad, I'm Jiaojiao, help me! Wow!"

Xu Jinshi's body froze, and he stood there in a daze. His first reaction was to block her mouth and embarrass himself as a scholar.

Seeing Mengjiao's crying getting louder and louder, she was afraid that it would attract the neighbors. Mengjiao was too strong.

So he had no choice but to pretend to help Meng Jiao up in a gentle manner and lead her back to the house.

But once he entered the house, his disgusting face could no longer be hidden.

"What's going on? Why did you come back at this time? What do you mean by help? Explain yourself!"

Ye Hongyin, who was in the next room and had a fever and felt dizzy, seemed to hear the voice of her daughter whom she had not seen for a long time. She stood up and moved step by step, holding on to the wall.

Jiaojiao, why did she hear Jiaojiao's voice?

Meng Jiao huddled there with a cowardly look on her face, not caring about anything but crying, until Ye Hongyin appeared.

"Mother, help me, the Duke's Mansion wants me to be buried with the Crown Prince, help me."

The Zhongli family had a sick child, and this was something that all the people in Jiahe knew, but wasn't Jiaojiao a maid from the outer courtyard? How could she be involved in being buried with the prince?

After hearing this, Xu Jinshi on the other side turned pale.

What he was worried about was not Meng Jiao's death, but that if she died, no one would send money home. Where would he get the money for his future imperial examinations, writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone?

Ye Hongyin felt cold all over and her mind was confused. She was afraid that she would pass on her illness to Meng Jiao, so she carefully helped her from a distance.

"Don't be afraid, tell me in detail what's going on. Aren't you on duty in the outer courtyard?"

Meng Jiao rubbed her eyes. She didn't have many tears at first, but her hands were smeared with makeup and she accidentally poked her eyeball. Tears kept flowing.

"Wow, my daughter didn't know. I was suddenly rewarded with silver. I was very happy for a long time. But today I overheard the steward talking about sending my daughter to the prince's courtyard. Wow, my daughter had no choice but to run away in a hurry. Mother, what should I do?"

Ye Hongyin suddenly thought of the money her daughter had sent back recently. No wonder she only sent a few hundred coins in the past, but several taels of silver in recent months.

"Ahem, could it be that all that, ahem, the money you sent back?"

Because of her anxiety, she kept coughing, her body was as thin as a piece of paper, and she kept trembling.

Meng Jiao then discovered that Ye Hongyin not only had a cough, but also had a frighteningly high temperature.

This bastard man, he was probably suffering from typhoid fever and didn't even bother to buy some medicine for the original mother.

Meng Jiao helped her sit aside to rest, and then went straight to Xu Jinshi, who looked pale. She came here with a purpose today, so she had to finish the performance.

"Daddy, please, think of a way to save your daughter."

Xu Jinshi was in no mood to deal with her at this moment. He could obviously save enough money to buy the test questions privately soon. Now that such a mistake had happened, he was already in a state of panic, so how could he care about this daughter whom he did not value in the first place?

It turned out that he was very confident about the imperial examination this year because he had made friends with a student who claimed to be related to the invigilator.

At first he did not believe it, and even looked down upon what he said.

However, he lost all confidence after failing the exam again. Later, when the results were announced, the man actually passed the exam. Only then did he believe the man's words that he could get the exam questions.

Now, that person said that even the most basic test questions would require at least 100 taels.

He had considered several options over the years, and his family no longer had any extra money. The only thing he could sell was this house in the village.

But a few days ago, Meng Jiao suddenly sent back some money, which was higher than in previous months. He stopped thinking about it for the time being, thinking that he could save some more money with the money Ye Hongyin would earn from working.

But now that this has happened, I'm afraid I won't be able to get much from Meng Jiao.

I wonder if Meng Jiao will be given compensation when she is buried with him.

He said that he was thinking this, but now he couldn't ask it out loud.

"How can I save you? Jiaojiao, since you are sold as a slave, you should abide by the rules of the mansion. If you run back like this, the Duke's Mansion will cause a big commotion and it will implicate the whole family."

Meng Jiao felt contempt in her heart, but her face was filled with even more fear.

"No, father, please, give me the money I have sent back over the years. I will not bring trouble to my family. I will leave overnight. Please, father."

Xu Jinshi's face suddenly darkened.

"What nonsense are you talking about, kid? Without a household registration, you will have no place to stay even if you flee to the ends of the earth."

Ye Hongyin roughly understood the whole story. She felt guilty for not stopping Xu Jinshi from selling his daughter, so even though she was weak, she knelt down and pulled Xu Jinshi's clothes off, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Boss, please, ahem, we are not worthy of being parents when we sold Jiaojiao. Everyone in the village would stab us in the back.

Do we really want to watch her die now? Please, let's sell the house.

She is just a little maid. We can go ask the master of the mansion and spend some money to redeem her."

Xu Jinshi pulled back the clothes that Ye Hongyin was holding, inch by inch, his expression becoming more and more impatient.

"Don't talk nonsense. This is the family business of my Xu family for generations. How can we sell it? If we sell it, how will we have a place to live?"