Afraid or not, now that we have reached this point, what else can we do?
It's a good thing that his son is an apprentice. It's a good thing that Xu Fang can pay back the money with his craftsmanship. It's a good thing that he can move his legs a little. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be afraid, but if he can do this if he's not a relative, who should blame him?
Everyone will feel uneasy. The Tong family is very poor. What can they do?
"Okay, I'll go back and work hard. When your leg heals, let's do more and ask for less money. Sooner or later, we can repay this favor." Tang Xufang comforted her husband in turn.
After leaving Tong's house, Fang Qingshi hurried back to Lijiazhuang. When she got home, she told Li Cuihua that she was going out and would not be back for ten days and a half. Things at home were suppressed. If some people were really unconvinced, it would be fine if they closed the door. Small things were fine.
Make the decision and wait until you get back to deal with major matters.
After giving instructions, he went to the village and got on the carriage.
The last few escort trips were made early in the morning, and no one in the village saw them. This time, Fang Qingshi got on the carriage at the entrance of the village. Many people working in the fields saw it with their own eyes. She left, and behind her, Lijiazhuang came.
Now that the pot is boiling, everyone is talking about having a nose and eyes. It’s almost obvious that Fang Qingshi is not a woman. After all, she is making money in other people’s hands.
Fang Qingshi was very willing to let these people see it. After all, Li Jinghe should be arriving in the capital soon, and he was looking forward to seeing Li Jingrui.
On the Qingwa Village, Zhu Yuhong was like a trapped animal in the yard, with one hand on her hips: "Zhu Hengshan! You don't mean what you say! You lied to me!"
"Miss, miss, please stop scolding me." Ah Xiang was so frightened that she cried, pulling Zhu Yuhong's sleeve: "If the boss doesn't let you go down the mountain, you won't go down the mountain. Isn't it good for us to be on the mountain all the time?"
Zhu Yuhong sat on the stool with a sad face: "You don't understand, I want to go down the mountain now!"
"This slave thinks the young lady is being wild." Axiang murmured in a low voice and poured tea for Zhu Yuhong: "Why don't we go to the back mountain to see the herbal collectors? Didn't we say that we want to send the medicinal materials to Miss Fang's house?
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Zhu Yuhong held her forehead: "Yes, Ah Shi needs medicinal herbs, let's go."
Seeing the arrogant young lady, Axiang reluctantly chased after her, and the two of them headed towards the back hill.
The mountain behind Qingwa Village is a farmland. Hundreds of people, men, women, old and young, are busy in the fields. The mountains not far away are light green and goose-yellow and full of life. Halfway up the mountain, sheep are grazing leisurely.
When they saw the eldest lady, everyone put down their work and came over to say hello. Zhu Yuhong waved her hand: "Go and do your work, go and do your business. I'll go find Uncle Bai."
Bai De and more than a dozen children were drying medicine. The children were busy in their hands and reciting the herbal chants of "Eighteen Fears and Eighteen Rebellions" in a mellow voice, which could be heard from a distance.
Zhu Yuhong entered the courtyard with a smile: "Uncle Bai, I'm here!"
"Hey, the eldest lady is not going to break into the mountain gate today?" Bai De was also dressed as a scholar. His angular face was not angry and intimidating. When he saw Zhu Yuhong, he had a doting smile.
Zhu Yuhong said with a sad face: "My father lied to me and asked me to learn the art of war. I learned it and said I learned how to go down the mountain. But now I have changed my mind."
"What are you going to do?" Bai De sat on the chair, picked up the small teapot and poured tea into his mouth.
Zhu Yuhong immediately became energetic: "Go find Shen Liangyu!"
"Pfft!" Bai De spurted out the sip of tea and choked until tears came out. He coughed violently several times before beating his chest and pointing at Zhu Yuhong: "Your father should beat you!"
Zhu Yuhong narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Bai De from one glance to the next: "Uncle Bai, you also think that I am too similar to Shen Liangyu? Besides, my father asked me to learn the art of war, so just say, I am a mountain What kind of military art does the thief’s daughter learn? Can our Qingwa Village go into battle to kill the enemy?"
"Shut up! Shut up!" Bai De wiped his tears with a handkerchief and waved his hand in annoyance: "Let's go, let's go. You can make me angry to death since you were a child, but you will be unlucky if I meet you."
Zhu Yuhong sat on the chair: "I won't leave! Look at my father and you like this. I would be stupid if I didn't think about it more!"
Bai De ignored Zhu Yuhong.
"Uncle Bai, how many herbs have you picked? Anyway, I have to go down the mountain and deliver them to Ah Shi." Zhu Yuhong handed the colors to A Xiang, and A Xiang quietly entered Bai De's house and moved the tea cans and red clay stove. Come out and put it on the table.
Zhu Yuhong sat here and began to boil water and make tea, while Bai De taught his disciples with a bamboo ruler, and neither of them paid any attention to the other.
The aroma of tea filled the air, and the flesh on Bai De's face trembled with pain. He turned around and glared at Zhu Yuhong: "You've ruined the Fuyu tea by drinking it. Look at your unkempt appearance."
"Axiang, prepare me to take a bath and change clothes." Zhu Yuhong said in a troubled manner.
Bai De stomped over and sat across from Zhu Yuhong, with a dark face: "Zhu Yuhong! You have grown up!"
"What's wrong with growing up? Uncle Bai." Zhu Yuhong asked with a smile.
Bai De gritted his teeth: "Go back to your own yard to bathe and change clothes! Don't act like a monster here, even if your father is reluctant to beat you, I won't be polite!"
"Anyway, I'm bored. I'll go to Uncle Zhan Jiu's place for a walk later, and then I'll go to Lao Chaitou's place to have a look. I heard that Second Uncle is back too, so I'm going to beat his son." Zhu Yuhong saw that Axiang didn't move and turned the page. She rolled her eyes: "Axiang! Are you listening to Uncle Bai? I will point you to Uncle Bai, and you will become my little aunt?"
Ah Xiang trembled with fright, turned around and ran to the kitchen.
"You! You!" Bai De was so angry that his lips trembled and he was speechless. He has grown up! He is becoming more and more lawless!
Scarface, who was panting, held the door of Bai De's yard: "Miss, Miss Fang is here."
Zhu Yuhong stood up immediately and looked at Scarface: "Brother Qiu, is Ah Shi here?"
"Yes, yes." Scarface nodded repeatedly.
Zhu Yuhong gritted her molar teeth and nodded, looking at Bai De: "Uncle Bai, you'd better give my father a message and ask me to come down from the mountain to be a loving father and a filial daughter. If you really want to keep torturing people like this, stop me and won't let you go." If I leave, the Qingwa Village will be in a state of chaos! Ah Xiang! Go home!"
Seeing Zhu Yuhong leaving angrily, Bai De exhaled a long breath, "Little King of Hell! Follow her mother!"
"Ah Shi!" Zhu Yuhong rushed to the yard and took Fang Qingshi's hand: "Did my father ask someone to pick you up?"
Fang Qingshi smiled: "I originally wanted to go up the mountain. I need herbs at home."
Zhu Yuhong snorted coldly: "I don't believe it, but you came just in time. How is Shen Liangyu doing now? Is he okay?"
"I'm gone." Fang Qingshi said calmly, "The injury has healed."
Zhu Yuhong pulled Fang Qingshi to sit down, thought for a while and asked, "Do you know where you are going?"
"I don't know." Fang Qingshi didn't want Zhu Yuhong to take risks. Just like a big brother, Shen Liangyu's life was both unattainable and full of crises. Peace in this life is a blessing. Some people and things cannot be touched. Don't touch it.
Zhu Yuhong sighed: "What a pity. Forget it, I'll take you to see the herbal medicine."
"Miss, Miss Fang has just arrived, so she must be tired." Axiang reminded in a low voice.
Zhu Yuhong raised her head and said, "Yes, yes, Axiang, let Chun Niang prepare delicious food and prepare more."
"Yes, let's boil another pot of wine." Zhu Hengshan walked in with a smile from outside and nodded slightly at Fang Qingshi: "Miss Fang, I'm tired."
Zhu Yuhong screamed and rushed over. When Fang Qingshi saw Zhu Yuhong quickly retreating and chasing after him, his face turned pale with fright. What? Are father and daughter both at this level? Are they going to take action when they meet?