Xie Ming was able to go to the county thanks to the Chen family's cover; he only needed to go back to the Qian family's house to sleep every night.

The Qian family no longer cared about him, so no one noticed that he wasn't in the village during the day.

During his time traveling between the village and the county, Xie Ming did not forget to "visit" the Qian family, father and sons.

Finding it troublesome, he dragged several people along to keep Master Xie company.

The difference is that when the Qian father and son wake up, they can only remember the hazy dream.

They all felt that the hospital was unclean and were so scared that they wanted to go back to the village. But it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone, and apart from Qian Youdong, the other two could not be discharged from the hospital.

Knowing that Qian Youdong and the others would have a hard time, Xie Ming felt at ease and went to pick up his parents.

This time, he didn't appear before them as thin and dark-skinned as he had in his previous life. He had "renovated" himself and now looked just like the handsome young man he used to be.

Seeing that their son was in good spirits, had smooth skin, and had even gained a little weight, the couple finally felt relieved.

When Xie's father arrived, he took a good look at the small courtyard that Xie Ming had arranged. He knew that his father had given his son a sum of money, but he never thought that his son really wanted to settle down here.

“Xiaoming, your mother has wanted to visit you for a long time, but that person is afraid that we will bring you back if we go there, so he has been making things difficult for us.”

Mother Xie no longer even wanted to address Mr. Xie as such. As a newspaper reporter, she actually had an easier time than others to go anywhere to do a report.

But in order to settle their child in the countryside, the old man actually had her work unit assign her to organize documents for several months. Thinking of her son whom she missed day and night, she hated that man's harsh treatment of their family.

"Why are you doing this when you've just seen the child?"

Mr. Xie glared at Mrs. Xie. It wasn't that he cared about how his wife addressed him, but rather that he didn't want the children to know that they weren't doing so well in the city.

"Mom and Dad, I'm doing fine in Xiangyang Village. Don't worry, I won't marry Qian Fen."

"Son, what happened?"

"Mom, don't worry. It's just that Qian Fen is fickle."

"What? She dares!"

"Isn't it good that she dares to do it? As long as it's confirmed, then I can come back."

Xie Ming pulled her to sit on a chair and comforted her by holding her hand.

"But..." Xie's mother couldn't say anything. Why should her handsome son be disliked? Xie's mother felt very uncomfortable.

"Mom, I'm not one to suffer a loss. The Qian family will get what's coming to them, just you wait and see!"

He knew why Xie's mother was upset and offered words of comfort.

"Son, what you're saying is making me uneasy."

"Don't worry about the children."

After listening to the conversation between the mother and son, Xie's father looked at his son more carefully and realized that the child was not someone to be trifled with, so he changed the subject.

He guessed that there must be some things that were inconvenient to talk about, so his son was unwilling to reveal them.

Xie Ming glanced at his father, and his father immediately understood that Xie Ming had something to say to him.

Mother Xie wasn't the type to pry, so once her husband said that, she moved on.

The group then brought up the matter of Master Xie, which piqued the couple's curiosity. They noted that the old man had become much kinder to them recently.

At first I thought he was making amends, but then I realized it didn't seem like it.

Moreover, he had inexplicably fallen into a coma twice, but the hospital examination showed that he was still vigorous and could work for another 20 years. The couple told Xie Ming about this as a strange story.

After Xie's mother went to sleep late at night, the father and son secretly sat down in another room for a deep talk.

As soon as he sat down, Xie Ming recounted the events in Xiangyang Village and the other villages in detail.

When Xie's father heard this, he was stunned. He knew about the high-yield grain, but he didn't know where those things came from.

More importantly, the village didn't actually store the fruits of the bumper harvest in the warehouse, so how much of the so-called bumper harvest was genuine?

At this moment, Xie's father suddenly remembered the good deed his father had done. The old man seemed to have previously given high praise to the counties and cities under his jurisdiction and fully supported the next season's grain planting.

Thinking about what might happen next, Xie's father broke out in a cold sweat.

"Dad, you know that if something good happens to the Xie family, it will never be related to you. But if something happens, you will definitely not be able to escape either."

His words were hurtful and cruel, but they were also the truth.

"Xiaoming, what are you talking about..."

"It might be a good thing that Master Xie is ill."

Isn't this a good thing? If he doesn't cause trouble, the next season's harvest will at least be salvaged to some extent, unlike the near-total crop failure of the previous life.

Mr. Xie looked at his son with mixed feelings. Fortunately, he had never really expected that kind of father, otherwise he would have felt uncomfortable if his own son spoke so coldly.

"There's one more thing."

"What's up?"

"It's about my own mother."

Mr. Xie looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"Wasn't she kidnapped by the enemy? But if someone actually brings it up, then it's hard to say whether she ran away with someone or was kidnapped."

Upon hearing his son's words, Mr. Xie was immediately alarmed.

After liberation, the crackdown on enemy spies never stopped. Although the old man in the family had connections, who knew what would happen?

This matter is indeed the Achilles' heel of their little family. He believes that if someone were to dig up this past, the old man's first act would be to tie up the three of them to show off his merits.

He steadied himself and looked at Xie Ming. Since his son had brought this up, he must have a plan.

Receiving his father's look, he immediately understood and said, "Actually, who knows if they're still alive now, whether they died in China or on the other side of the strait? We just need to find evidence..."

He didn't continue, but Xie's father already understood what he meant.

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