Song Qingyun was about to leave when he saw Old Lady Xia seemed to want to say something but hesitated, so he turned around and followed her.

She didn't go into the house, but she knew that the main room was very dirty because no one had cleaned it.

Old Lady Xia whispered, "Old man, we have so much money, why don't we give it to that little bitch? Zirui is our precious grandson."

"What do you know!" Old Man Xia said with disdain, "The things buried under the plum tree are what will save our lives in the future."

"Take those things out now, it's a death warrant! Do you understand? If anyone knows we've hidden the landlord's things, we'll be paraded through the streets and then eaten like peanuts!"

Old Man Xia poked Old Lady Xia's forehead with his finger impatiently.

Old Mrs. Xia was almost knocked to the ground by his poke.

She staggered back two steps, "Hey, you're right, I just feel that our Zirui is too pitiful. That little bitch is so powerful, Zirui will be bullied."

"If it were any other grandson, you might be worried, but Zirui will not let himself suffer any loss. That child is full of tricks, and Mrs. Wang has a lot of good things in her hands. As long as Zirui can coax that little bitch, everything in the Wang family will be his in the future." Old Man Xia's eyes lit up.

Wang Cui is Wang Po's only granddaughter.

Since Mrs. Wang had a stroke, she will die sooner or later.

There is no filial son for a long-term sick bed, let alone a grandmother...

When Wang Cui can no longer hold on, his son Zirui can use a little trick to send Wang Po away.

"That little bitch has so many people helping her."

"We are all from the same village, so we are naturally united in dealing with outsiders. Behind closed doors, that little bitch and our Zirui are one family. Besides, if a man can subdue a woman on the kang, she will listen to everything." Old Man Xia is still very optimistic about Xia Zirui.

Old Mrs. Xia also felt that what he said made sense.

"You're still thinking long-term."

"If the eldest son's wife comes back and makes trouble at noon, just beat her up," Old Man Xia warned.

"Don't worry, those two little bitches Zhao Meilan and Tian Guihua can't make any waves in my hands." said Old Lady Xia.

Old Man Xia finally nodded in satisfaction.

"Then shall we split up?"

"It must be divided. Wait until Zhao Meilan makes a fuss and suppress her until she dares not speak, then you can bring up the matter of dividing the family." Old Man Xia said.

His money is his own, and it is impossible for him to raise his son for anyone else.

This includes his own son...

"OK!"

After the old man and the old woman had discussed it, they went to work together.

They are reluctant to take a break for even half a day. Now his family is short of several laborers. If they don't work, they will not have enough food for the winter.

Song Qingyun stood in the yard and watched Old Man Xia and Old Lady Xia go out, his eyes slightly narrowed.

I can summarize what I just said in two points.

First, there is a treasure buried under the plum tree in the backyard.

Second, Old Man Xia and Old Lady Xia wanted to separate from their two sons.

It’s really interesting. In their previous lives, until their death, Xia Jianguo and Xia Zhiqiang lived with the old couple of the Xia family.

In other words, since there was no one to help raise their grandchildren, Old Man Xia and Old Mrs. Xia didn't want to raise them either.

Sure enough, selfishness and coldness are passed down from generation to generation.

Song Qingyun raised the corners of her lips. She didn't care how badly the Xia family lived, and there was no need for her to retaliate. She just had to watch quietly and they would kill themselves.

The focus is on the treasures in the backyard.

She and Xia Weian asked for it as a way of making up for their efforts in their previous lives.

They took these things with a clear conscience.

The night is long and dreams are many. I'll come and take the things away tonight.

Song Qingyun made up his mind and left quickly.

After reaching the end of the space and making sure that there was no one around, Song Qingyun slipped out of the space and hurried home.

When she returned, Xia Weian had already arrived at the entrance of the village.

"Why are you back so late?" Xia Weian asked with concern, "Did the Xia family cause you any trouble?"

"No." Song Qingyun almost couldn't help laughing. "The team leader said that we should go to the team headquarters around nine o'clock. The commune secretary Duan is coming to praise you."

Xia Weian smiled, "This little thing shouldn't make you laugh so happily, what else is there?"

As Song Qingyun and Xia Weian walked, they talked about the Xia family.

"The Xia family has hidden treasures?" Xia Weian asked in surprise.

Song Qingyun nodded, "Old Man Xia and Old Lady hid it well enough."

"Yes, my family has never had money since I can remember, but it seems we have never been short of money." Xia Weian said after recalling carefully.

"In turbulent times, it's possible to make a fortune anywhere," said Song Qingyun.

Xia Weian nodded, "That's right. No matter where they got the money from, now that we know about it, it's ours."

Song Qingyun chuckled and said, "Let's go tonight."

"good."

The couple reached an agreement again.

The two walked to the door.

Big Girl, Second Girl and their younger sisters had already cleaned up the house and went to the river to wash clothes.

Song Qingyun could hear her daughters' laughter and joy from standing at the door. At this moment, she felt more satisfied than ever before.

Xia Weian shook Song Qingyun's hand with his uncovered hand.

The couple smiled at each other.

Nine o'clock sharp.

Xia Weian and Song Qingyun took their daughters to the brigade headquarters.

The commune leader is coming today, and Xia Weian has his own plans...

Battalion headquarters.

As soon as Xia Weian and Song Qingyun arrived with the children, the commune car arrived.

Wang Yousheng and Huang Dewang hurried over to greet them.

"Hello Secretary Duan, welcome, welcome."

Secretary Duan is forty years old this year. He is well-mannered and wears glasses. He looks gentle but capable.

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