In her previous life, Song Qingyun and her old man enjoyed a life of luxury, supported by their seven daughters.
When Song Qingyun finally repented, none of her seven daughters had lived past...
"If we all go, we will be too conspicuous. Lulu and I will go." Xia Weian thought for a while and said.
He naturally saw that the young man was worried about him, but it was indeed easy for four people to be discovered.
Gu Xu pursed his lips. Although he also wanted to vent his anger on behalf of Xiaowu, if only one could go, Lu Huailin would be the most suitable one.
"Okay, Grandpa Sui and I will wait for you here." Gu Xu said.
Lu Huailin nodded.
"Lu Lu, success!" Gu Xu made a cheering gesture.
Lu Huailin: I’m a little embarrassed too…
Sui Chengxiao watched the two of them leave quickly and found a place to sit down. He didn't know how long he would have to wait, so he sat for a while.
Gu Xu was not tired, so he just kept spinning in circles.
As for Xia Weian, he took Lu Huailin and walked all the way to the Xia family's old house in the dark.
"Lulu, I'll sneak into the house later. Have you seen the chicken coop in the backyard?" Xia Weian pointed to the location of the chicken coop.
"I see." Lu Huailin nodded.
"Go catch two chickens to feed Xiaowu. Be careful and don't make too much noise." Xia Weian reminded in a low voice.
"Okay, can I break my neck?" Lu Huailin asked.
"Okay." Xia Weian responded.
The two acted at the same time.
Xia Weian confirmed that Lu Huailin had reached the chicken coop and slipped into the space.
At this time, both Old Mrs. Xia and Old Man Xia fell asleep. Xia Weian entered the room and poured itching powder on Old Mrs. Xia's pillow and quilt.
Give the rest to Old Man Xia.
An old couple, sharing happiness and hardship...