The Ling family members said nothing, but silently moved the torches to the side to illuminate the narrow country road.

He didn't return to the big brick and tile house until he had sent everyone home.

They all looked listless, which frightened Shunzi, Zhaocai and others who stayed at home.

Ling Chuan came up and asked, "Grandpa, Madam, what's bothering you?"

It wasn't really that annoying, after all, going to the capital had nothing to do with them.

They felt a little uncomfortable kneeling before the culprit who had caused their exile. At the same time, they were also a little worried about their future life.

Even though they were at home, the Ling family still spoke and acted with caution.

The old man waved his hand, said he was tired, and asked Xiaohe to prepare hot water.

Chi Xingyue took the lunch box to the small kitchen, and Aunt Taohua helped to heat it up.

But no one had an appetite, so they just ate a few bites and went back to the house to rest.

Chi Xingyue asked Erzhu to tear down all the couplets and blessing characters in the house and burn them directly, leaving no residue.

Also, put away all those brightly colored clothes. Everyone has worked hard during this period, so don't eat meat.

Erzhu nodded in agreement, but he was very dissatisfied in his heart.

His dissatisfaction was not directed at Chi Xingyue.

He is the one who holds a grudge against the deceased. He makes people suffer when he is alive, and he also makes people restless after his death.

Baozhu took the hot water from the small kitchen to the east room and helped Shu Muyun and Ling Weicheng wash up.

Chi Xingyue locked the door and led Ling Jiheng into the space. After washing up, they sat in the rocking chair and stared blankly.

Yes, today's imperial edict brought them another kind of shock, and Chi Xingyue was unable to recover for a long time.

When Ling Jiheng was pouring water, he noticed that her knees were a little red and swollen, so he quickly lifted her skirt to check.

Chi Xingyue was so frightened that he thought the other party was going to act like a hooligan, and he slapped his hand hard: "Hurry up and sit down, I'm not in the mood to argue with you!"

Ling Jiheng wasn't angry. He sat cross-legged on the ground and asked, "Kneeling?"

Chi Xingyue curled her lips, feeling a little aggrieved: "I am the only honest person in the world, and I actually knelt down.

You didn't remind me, it's really too easy for that old emperor!"

What could Ling Jiheng say? He had never knelt before anyone except his parents in his two lifetimes.

Of course this is not the most important thing. The important thing is that things happened too quickly and he didn't even have time to react before the people on the street knelt down.

The general trend is that if he gets involved with Chi Xingyue, he will easily be noticed by the eunuch who announces the imperial edict.

The laws of this era are meant to restrain the lower classes, and officials can easily frame you and take you away to torture you.

So Ling Jiheng did not act rashly.

The same reason was why Chi Xingyue knelt so smoothly.

Nothing is more important than life, including knees and bones.

Ling Jiheng didn't say anything. He went back to the small building and found the ointment made by Doctor Cheng. He came to Chi Xingyue, applied the ointment on her, and rubbed it gently.

If the medicine hadn't taken effect quickly, his knee would have been swollen badly with those two blows.

Chi Xingyue endured the pain and let him apply the medicine. After a while, she raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead and drank two cups of spiritual spring water. Only then did she feel less uncomfortable.

Ling Jiheng washed his hands and went to the private room to get two bowls of millet porridge. "Have some. Be careful not to get hungry at night."

Chi Xingyue nodded and drank the millet porridge in one gulp.

His tense nerves were a little exhausted, and he closed his eyes and said, "I feel that Gu Youlian's expression is not right!"

Ling Jiheng hummed, "I'll ask Jinbao later."

Chi Xingyue didn't say anything else. The temperature in the space made her drowsy.

Ling Jiheng raised his hand, picked her up and sent her to the dormitory.

After tucking her in and kissing her on the forehead, he headed straight to the detention room of the police station.

I glanced at the pots of sweet potatoes in the corner, and seeing that the pots were still pots and the soil was still soil, I remembered what Chi Xingyue said: "If you keep it fresh in the house, it won't go bad!"

It seems that even she herself has forgotten the special properties of space.

Number One, Number Two, and Number Three were so panicked when they saw that the flowerpots they had cared for every day hadn't even sprouted a single bud. They crawled on the ground, sweating all over.

Ling Jiheng sighed and asked them to send the basin out without making things difficult for them.

He simply said, "In that case, you can continue copying books. Don't worry, as long as you behave well, you will still die a natural death."

Numbers one, two, and three breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and returned to the bed.

He sat down on the bed and copied the contents of the last few chapters of the "Barefoot Doctor Manual" from the printed paper.

Ling Jiheng left the police station and looked up at the sky.

The thugs' labor cannot be exploited, so they can only rely on themselves.

But there are only two of them, him and Chi Xingyue. No matter what they do, they can never meet the needs of the entire Yunrou County.

Glancing at the fields in the distance, he saw the sweet potatoes that he and Chi Xingyue had planted some time ago growing lushly with the water from the spiritual spring.

Some of the vines that grew well were one or two meters long. Ling Jiheng smiled, picked up his sickle, put on his wicker basket, and headed straight for the sweet potato field.

Cut the long sweet potato vines in half and stuff them into a wicker basket.

Fill a basket and send it to the detention room, and let No. 1, No. 2 and No. 3 pick the leaves.

Cut two or three leaves into sections with scissors and set aside.

Ling Jiheng rode his electric donkey to dig up the soft soil in the field. He immediately dug out two or three bags and sent them to the retention room along with the flower troughs.

Have the workers spread the soil into the flower trough, then insert the sweet potato vines diagonally into them and push them out.

Ling Jiheng placed them in the open space outside the police station, watered them with spiritual spring water, and waited two days to see if any roots had grown.

Chi Xingyue took a short nap and saw this scene when he woke up.

A comparative experiment was proposed. A dozen empty plastic bottles were sent to the retention chamber, filled with water, and sweet potato vines were inserted into them.

See which one is faster and has better results, hydroponics or soil cultivation.

"By the way, I heard that river sand is used for rose cuttings. How about we make a river sand version?"

Ling Jiheng had no objection and went to the village committee building to look for relevant materials.

The things I stockpiled at the time were many and varied, and things like these that were not afraid of spoiling were basically thrown into the backyard.

Ling Jiheng searched for a while and found a bag of river sand.

They were dragged to the detention room, and a dozen or so plastic bottles were taken out and placed next to the flower beds for direct comparison.

The thugs have been copying books every day and are already tired.

Although planting and raising seedlings are quite troublesome, they were very efficient and it didn't take long to fill the river sand flower beds with plants.

Because he wasn't having enough fun, he even asked Ling Jiheng to pick a few more baskets of sweet potato seedlings. After he was done, he asked, "Brother, when can we continue?"

Ling Jiheng rolled his eyes at them and said nothing. Before leaving, he stuffed a few mooncakes into their mouths as a reward.

Oh, and the mooncakes were given to me by Chi Xingyue. They were pineapple-flavored. She didn't like fruit mooncakes, so it wasn't a big deal to give them away.

The thugs were moved to tears. Eating something so delicious they had never tasted before, they felt that their days were getting more and more promising.

If Chi Xingyue knew what they were thinking, she would definitely complain: "You guys developed feelings for each other even after being in jail? You're really something!"