Who would have thought that this beef hotpot meal would completely trigger Xiao Liu's sensitive nerves, and the whole cow became unwell, lying listlessly in the cowshed, ignoring even the dog that loved to play the most.

Realizing this, Jiang Nuan sent the last two ounces of beef from the hot pot meal to the old house.

"It's really amazing," Sister-in-law Huang exclaimed enviously. "If Dashan were as smart as Xiao Liu, I wouldn't have to worry about so much."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nuan didn't respond and immediately changed the subject, "Why isn't Xiao Si ready yet? How long has it been? It's going to be too late."

"Alright, alright," Huang Xiaosi hurriedly grabbed some dry food from the kitchen and ran over to call for everyone, "Big brother, let's go, you're the only one missing."

When the group left Huangjiakou, they had only traveled a short distance from Huangshan.

I don't know how Xiao Liu judged it, but he maintained the perfect distance, just enough to keep Huang Shan from noticing.

In fact, Huang Shan, whose mind was completely occupied with his wife, had no interest in this matter and never looked back.

He just wanted to get his wife home as quickly as possible.

Without my wife around these days, I feel listless and lack the energy to do anything.

“Strange,” Jiang Chao and Boss Huang looked at each other, “Why does this road look so familiar?”

"How could it not look familiar?" Huang Xiaosi said irritably. "Isn't this the way my cousin goes home?"

"Yes," Huang Xiaosan said, puzzled, "Where is my cousin going?"

Why did he think this person was heading straight for Jiangjia Village?

However, there's nothing special about Jiangjia Village!

“That’s really strange,” said Old Huang, stroking his chin. “Auntie said my cousin went to pick up his wife, but I remember her family doesn’t live here.”

"Could it be," Huang Xiaosi's eyes flashed with a fierce gossip, "that my cousin is up to something?"

This must be what Mom meant by the late-coming rebellious phase.

Tsk tsk, you really can't judge a book by its cover.

"Don't talk nonsense," Huang Lao Da slapped his younger brother on the head, "Do you think everyone is like you two, itching to cause trouble every day?"

“Brother,” Huang Yi said after a long silence, “there is a Taoist temple in Jiangjia Village. Perhaps my cousin went there.”

"You mean Qingfeng Temple?" Jiang Chao asked curiously. "How did you know?"

Qingfeng Temple is located halfway up the mountain, very secluded, and only a few villagers near Jiangjiazhuang know about it.

“I know,” Huang said with a stern face. “Last time they ran away, the whole family searched for them for a long time. The people that Grandpa found halfway up the mountain must have gone there around that time.”

That brat! He kept saying, "Why did those two go crazy for so long?"

"What's wrong with Qingfeng Temple?" Jiang Chao asked, puzzled. "There's hardly any incense burning there; it's very deserted."

“There are women there,” Huang Xiaosi said in a low voice. “I felt something was off last time and wanted to investigate, but I didn’t dare stay long because I was afraid you would worry.”

"It's normal for there to be people in the Taoist temple. They're probably women who came to offer incense and pray for a child. There's no need to make a fuss about it."

“That’s not how it works,” Huang Yi said solemnly. “The people we saw suddenly came out of a room in the backyard, not from the main hall in the front yard.”

He didn't think much of it at the time, but now that he thinks about it, there are far too many things that were wrong.

That place was nothing like an ordinary Taoist temple.

"Jiang Chao," Old Huang asked seriously, "have you found anything amiss in Jiang Family Village?"

If there were really something wrong with the Taoist temple, Jiangjia Village, which is so close by, might have already discovered it.

"I don't know," Jiang Chao said, scratching his head. "My family never mentioned this, but the older generation told us not to let anyone from the village go near there."

"They didn't say why?"

“No,” Jiang Chao said helplessly. “You know I’ve never cared about these things before.”

“It’s too late to say all this now,” Huang Xiaosan shook his head. “Even if someone in Jiangjia Village knows, we can’t leave. Following them might just be wishful thinking on our part.”

The group followed Huang Shan and, sure enough, they saw him walking step by step toward Qingfeng Temple.

"What should we do?" Huang Lao Er said anxiously, "My cousin is actually going to Qingfeng Temple."

Even though Huang Lao Er wasn't very bright, he could tell something was wrong from what everyone was saying.

"What else can we do but keep following them?"

Huangshan, unaware of this, looked up at the rising sun and the approaching gate, and suddenly became nervous.

I hadn't thought much about it before, but now I find it strange that my wife would choose such an odd place to meet me.

Looking at the tightly closed Taoist gate, he pursed his lips, unsure of what to do.

When Qin's mother left, she only said she was coming to Qingfeng Temple to find someone, but for some reason, he felt that if he went in directly, he would be in big trouble.

However, he didn't think that waiting foolishly at the door would bring anyone.

"How about we climb over the wall and get in?"

Huangshan has never done anything like this before, from childhood to adulthood.

The Huang family's upbringing wouldn't allow him to do such a lewd and dissolute thing, leaving him conflicted for a moment.

Inside Qingfeng Temple, Qin was sleeping soundly. As usual, the nobleman only stayed for an hour before leaving. Even though it was only an hour, he still exhausted her. Except for her face, there was not a single patch of good skin on her body.

Humans are very adaptable. After being beaten many times, they get used to it. Qin Shi, who used to cry when pricked by a needle, no longer makes a sound when whipped.

She understood her situation better than anyone else; only by constantly climbing higher could she survive.

It wasn't until the sun was high in the sky that Gan Luo knocked on the door. She yawned and opened her sleepy eyes. "Gan Luo, what time is it?"

"At 1:15 AM," Gan Luo said, taking out a porcelain bottle. "Sister Qin, this is wound medicine. The manager asked me to bring it to you."

Upon hearing this, Qin's expression did not change. "Leave it for now, I'll use it later."

"The medicine is already on the dressing table. Sister Qin, please let your brother know if you need anything."

"Well, everything's fine for now," Madam Qin waved her hand. "You can go now."

After casually dealing with Gan Hou, I started thinking about Huangshan.

Fearing being stabbed in the back by the Qin family, she didn't dare to give detailed instructions when she sent someone to deliver the message yesterday, but now she is in a very difficult situation.

It's not easy to do something that Qingfeng Temple can discover, but also to find someone to spread the news.

After all, there wasn't a single person she could trust in the vast Qingfeng Temple, and her husband was incredibly stupid. Whether things would go smoothly was really hard to say.

Gan Luo left as instructed, but was stopped at the door. "By the way, how are those two from yesterday?"

“Sister Qin,” Gan Luo said in a low voice, “Yesterday, Master Jin played Double Swallow and had a great time. He gave double the usual tips. When he left this morning, he said with a smile that he would continue tonight. My brother went in to check on them just now, and they were both exhausted. They might not be able to get up today.”

"Oh," Qin said with a slight, forced smile, "they have their moments too!"