The three chatted for an hour, and then Zhang Wenyong and Hu Zi left.

Now Hu Zi's family has rebuilt three new houses. Wang Xintian and Dou Bao, two idle people, helped to build them.

He had been living in Zhang Wenyong's house before, but now, he has no time to go back and buy furniture, so he is still living in Zhang's house.

After seeing the two off, Lian Xiaomin returned to the room and saw that Xiaoya was awake. She coaxed her and told her to continue sleeping, and then she lay down too.

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More than half a month passed in a flash, and it was mid-to-late September.

Autumn is a rare good season in the north with clear and cool weather. The temperature is neither hot nor cold, but it is very short.

In a few days, the autumn harvest will begin. By then, everyone who can work in the fields must go to work, even Xiaomin.

In fact, she was not idle during this period. She did not relax her "investigation" on Hu Daguo's case at all, until those people were arrested by the government, sentenced, and shot.

Xue Mingzhang cleaned out these evil people, which was a good thing no matter what.

The fewer people like this, the better. Lian Xiaomin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

That night, around nine o'clock, Xiaofu and Xiaoya had already fallen into a sweet sleep. She walked briskly and went to the cowshed again.

During the day, I took out two chickens from the cold chain warehouse in the space, chopped them into pieces, and stewed a large pot of chicken and potatoes, adding some mushrooms.

He first scooped out half of it, put it in a clay pot, and placed it in the space, intending to send it to Zheng Ying and Sun Qingping to eat at night.

I learned a few tricks from Yufang before, and the dish I made today tasted pretty good.

Yufang said that Wang Yunshan and Uncle Wang, who worked with her and were responsible for feeding the pigs, once mentioned during their chat that the person who lived in the same room with Zheng Ying was called Sun Qingping.

They were sent down together and used to work in the same unit, at some film studio.

Lian Xiaomin walked quickly to the adobe house at the westernmost end, still hiding behind a big tree. With an idea in mind, she put a large basket on the ground at the door.

In addition to a large can of chicken, there were ten white flour buns inside.

The weather is cool now, so it won’t go bad until tomorrow.

I also put in twenty eggs, five bags of noodles, and five kilograms of rice.

He also put the pocket watch and eight hundred dollars in a separate brown paper bag and put it in the basket.

I hope this is Zheng Ying’s watch. We’ll know soon.

There was a kerosene lamp on in the room. With a "click", a small stone hit the wooden door. The two people inside heard the noise and immediately understood what was going on.

It must be that mysterious "benefactor" coming again.

Zheng Ying was close to the door, so she stood up quickly and opened the door carefully. Sure enough, there was a basket on the ground, covered with a black cloth.

He still didn't go to pick up the things. He walked to the door quietly, clasped his fists towards the darkness, and then turned around and bent down to get the things.

As I turned around, tears couldn't help but roll down.

Lian Xiaomin used her mental power to observe and see clearly, silently hoping that he would get better and hold on.

Zheng Ying carried the basket, went into the house and closed the door.

Sun Qingping was also waiting in the house with an excited look on his face. When he saw Zheng Ying coming in with a basket, he hurriedly walked up to her and whispered, "Still haven't seen your benefactor yet?"

Zheng Ying nodded, wiped away her tears, and put the basket on the ground. The two of them looked and saw a large earthenware jar with a fragrant smell. It must be food!

There are also ten white flour buns, exuding the unique fragrance of pasta.

Sun Qingping quickly brought out a small table he had made and two enamel rice bowls with peeling paint.

As soon as I opened the lid of the clay pot, wow! It turned out to be stewed chicken. I couldn’t believe it!

"There are so many, let's give some to Elder Jiang and the others."

Sun Qingping nodded, scooped some out with a spoon, held a small full bowl with three steamed buns on it, walked out, and delivered it to the neighbors while it was still hot.

The room next door is bigger, with three people sleeping on one kang.

Jiang Weimin is fifty years old and was previously a professor at Peking University. His roommates Wang Linbo and Qiu Jian are around forty years old and are also professors at the same school.

Jiang Weimin opened the door and took the food from Sun Qingping with gratitude. He and Zheng Ying had been sending him food from time to time recently, and he was very touched.

This is timely help. Otherwise, there would not be enough food and sometimes we would have to starve and our bodies would not be able to bear it.

Sun Qingping said nothing, waved his hand, signaling him to go back to the house quickly and not to disturb anyone, then turned around and went back.

While waiting for him to come back, Zheng Ying continued to check the things in the basket.

Suddenly, he found a brown paper bag. He opened it and saw a stack of big unity. He dug deeper and took out a gold-cased pocket watch!

This is his watch!

Zheng Ying was so excited that she couldn't control herself. She rubbed her fingers on it repeatedly. She couldn't believe it.

This was a relic left to him by his father, a thought that he had always cherished and kept with him. However, when he was sent here, it was looted by a man named Hu.

How could it be? ...

A few days ago, I heard that Hu Daguo and others had committed a crime, were arrested, and eventually shot.

This was said by Zhang Changshuan, the village oxcart boss, when he came to the cowshed. His son Zhang Shengli, the team leader, went to a meeting at the commune and came back to tell him about these recent major events.

Zheng Ying thought to himself, this benefactor is truly extraordinary, with connections everywhere!

I don’t know how the other party knew that he had lost his pocket watch and the money, and then helped him get it back.

How could I have deserved the favor of my benefactor, who has been helping me silently!

At this time Sun Qingping came back. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Zheng Ying squatting on the ground, holding something in his hand. He looked very excited. He leaned over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother Zheng, what's wrong with you? What is this?"

Zheng Ying spread out his palm, revealing a pocket watch, and Sun Qingping was also surprised.

"Is this your pocket watch? Did your benefactor put it in the basket?"

"Yes! Qingping, look, there are still 800 yuan, including your 300..."

Sun Qingping opened his eyes wide, it was really incredible.

Zheng Ying grabbed his shoulders and exerted force. The two of them did not dare to say anything late at night, and were immersed in shock and excitement together.

Lian Xiaomin outside confirmed that it was indeed his pocket watch. Well, he returned the watch intact to Zhao, and he withdrew first, turned around and quickly disappeared into the night.

However, just as I passed the educated youth site next to the cowshed, I suddenly noticed two vague figures under the big tree outside the courtyard gate.

I don't know who is standing behind the tree and whispering.

It was too late for Lian Xiaomin to hide. At such a close distance, the other party could see her immediately.

A man immediately walked out from behind the tree, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be Xie Xuwei.

Xie Xuwei greeted her awkwardly: "Xiaomin, it's you. Um, come visit Xie Ling at home when you have time!"

Without waiting for her to say anything, he turned around and walked away with big strides, as if there was a wolf chasing him.

Lian Xiaomin looked again and found that the person coming out from behind was actually Shi Weihong.

She chuckled: "Sister Shi, the moon is quite round tonight!"