Sturdy Countryside: Lord, Please Blow The Lamp

Only by making noise occasionally can the relationship between two people be enhanced.

Really? Sang Jinghong chuckled, Then where did you let him go just now?

He could tell at a glance that Dongfang's kid was just trying to make Jiuniang happy, but as an old woman, she couldn't care less about young people's affairs.

Who told him not to tell me about grandma's coming and to make grandma wait? Of course he should be punished. Xia Beibei muttered.

It's just a matter of reclaiming a piece of land. With Dongfang Yu's intelligence, can he still find a way to complete it before sunset?

You. Sang Jinghong shook his head helplessly.

Grandma, when did you and Uncle Daodao leave Xiajiacun? Did you see Ziyin go back? What Xia Beibei actually wanted to ask was, did grandma know about Xia Guchun's murder?

And the scandal between Xia Guchun and Xia He, has Grandma heard about it?

Those two people deserved their death, but they implicated the entire Xiajia Village. Xiajia Village must have a bad reputation.

Are you talking about Xia Guchun's incident? When we came out, that incident hadn't happened yet. It was after we got here that Xiao Ju told us. Sang Jinghong sighed.

Xia Guchun was harming others and himself. Lu Shixiang's life was ruined.

However, that is better than living with that bastard Xia Guchun for the rest of his life. I would rather be a widow for the rest of my life than have a man beat and scold me every day, which is even more unbearable.

What a misfortune for Xiajiacun.

Grandma, don't think about those people, they are all made by yourself.

Xia Beibei saw a sad look on Sang Jinghong's face and quickly persuaded her.

If Xia Guchun could be fair to Xia Ziyin, he wouldn't have made Xia Ziyin so snobbish. In the end, for the sake of money, she would dare to do anything and touch anyone.

This can be regarded as retribution from heaven.

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Master, do you really want to work? Why don't you find some people to do it for you? Wu Shisan looked at his son, carrying a hoe on his shoulder, walking out the door step by step. I couldn't help but suggest aloud.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he received a fierce glare from his eldest son.

Rather than finding someone to do it, is it better for him to do it himself? Belle asked him to do it, so he had to do it alone. Is it something he, Dongfang Yu, would do under the guise of others?

Moreover, he was no longer like before, his hands were covered with blood blisters after just a few hours of hoeing.

Talk too much.

Ignoring Wu Shisan, he continued to walk out the door.

Wu Shisan: ...

What on earth does this Master want to do? Shouldn't he be accompanying Miss Ninth and chatting with Grandma Sang first? Why do he have to go to the fields to toil?

Watching Dongfang Yu's retreating back, Wu Shisan scratched his scalp, expressing his confusion.

Thirteen, what are you doing here? At this time, Wu Shiqi walked in with a tray, looking at Wu Shisan's appearance, he couldn't help but ask.

Why is he back? Didn't he accompany the prince to Yuan Cheng and go sightseeing? Could it be that the prince is back too?

Seventeen, what are you doing? Wu Shisan turned to look at Wu Shiqi.

Ever since the prince told him that Wu Qi betrayed them, he still didn't believe it. But after Wu Qi came back, he had to believe it even if he didn't want to believe it.

It's just that Shi Qi is still the same as before. He hasn't changed at all. Sometimes he can't help but wonder if there are two different people living in Shi Qi's body, the one who did the bad things. , is actually another person?

Me? I deliver the food. Wu Shiqi raised the tray in his hand.

His life was miserable. He had to be a poor man bringing tea and water to the prisoner who should have died long ago.

Sending food at this time? Wu Shisan looked at the sky. It's neither early nor late. Who should he send food to?

There are still a few people in this summer house, and Wu Shiqi is still needed to deliver food.

Don't mention it, my life is miserable. Wu Shiqi shook his head, secretly crying tears of sympathy for himself.

What about you, what are you looking at? he asked.

Look, I was punished by Miss Jiu to open up wasteland. Wu Shisan said honestly.

Hearing this, Wu Qiqi just raised his eyebrows lightly.

Sang Jinghong has been waiting here for three days. This son-in-law should indeed be punished to open up wasteland. It's as simple as that. If it were him...

Well, he is not Xia Beibei either.

What's so interesting about the flirting between me and Miss Ninth? Why, do you want to be punished too?

With that said, he turned around and went about his business.

Dongfang Yu and Xia Beibei were both back, so there were even more things going on in the kitchen, and he had to go and watch.

Wu Shisan: ...

Sure enough, Wu Shiqi was still clear-headed. No wonder the prince's eyes looked like that when he suggested finding someone to reclaim the land just now.

…

Jiuniang, listen to Xiaoju, have you found your biological mother? After chatting with her granddaughter for a long time, Sang Jinghong asked what she wanted to ask the most.

She only listened to Xia Xiaoju's general explanation, because Xia Xiaoju herself didn't know very well.

Yeah. Xia Beibei nodded.

Did Crown Prince Dongfang help you find it? Where are your parents from, and what do they do at home? Seeing her nodding, Sang Jinghong continued to ask.

The most important thing is whether her granddaughter's family can be worthy of the status of Prince Xun's palace. It is said that the marriage between two families depends on the family. If the family is too different, she is afraid that her granddaughter will suffer in the future.

That's right. It's actually a coincidence. Dongfang had a marriage before, and it was with Prince Jing of Tianyuan Mansion outside Xuedu.

What?! Sang Jinghong was shocked when he heard this and sat down from the chair.

Why does Prince Dongfang still have a fiancée? She doesn't know anything about it.

She already has such a fiancée, why does the Dongfang Crown Prince come to get involved with her Jiuniang?

Jiuniang, you kid, why didn't you tell grandma? He...

Grandma, don't be impatient. Jiuniang will tell you slowly. Xia Beibei stood up and helped Sang Jinghong sit down again.

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Xiao Ju, look at that man. He looks so familiar. He seems to have seen it somewhere. Xia Da Dao and his wife got off the carriage and saw Dongfang Yu who was working hard on the other side.

It had been several months since the incident, and Xia Dadao and his wife had not seen Dongfang Yu a few times, so they didn't recognize him for a while. They just felt that the man was quite familiar.

Xia DaDao also found it strange that in the middle of winter, there were still people working in the mud with their sleeves rolled up, so he asked Xia Xiaoju.