Chapter 483 What happened to General Chen?

If you pick out ten villagers, nine of them have been saved by Sang Zhixia, and they can distinguish right from wrong when necessary.

Sang Zhixia is willing to spend money to build a school so that the children in the village can have a separate way out in the future. This is a good thing that everyone is happy about.

But we can't let Sang Zhixia go alone.

The number of children in the Xu family can be counted on one hand. Even if they all go to school, Sang Zhixia has produced too many children.

The village chief explained to Sang Zhixia's surprised look, "We've already agreed that building a school and hiring teachers will cost the most, so we won't compete with you for this."

"But you don't have to worry about food expenses. If you have children at home, you can bring one person's own food for a month, and the rest will be provided by the village."

Taken alone, this may be a considerable amount of money for the villagers.

But if it is distributed evenly to every household, it is actually the same.

Thanks to the farm, every family now has surplus food, and life is so much better than before. It's not hard to give away this little bit of food, and we can afford it.

Sang Zhixia wanted to say something, but the village chief raised his gray eyebrows and glared at her: "I said it's done this way, can't you even give me a little face?"

Sang Zhixia burst out laughing and didn't respond for a while.

The village chief said cheerfully, "The village is now well-off, so we can afford this little bit of food. It's our contribution, so please don't despise it."

Don’t be stingy with what you can give, and if you can’t, think of ways to work harder next year to earn more.

In short, no matter what, my heart feels warm and I feel motivated to work.

The days of having something to look forward to were a joy to behold. The village chief thought about it for a moment and couldn't help laughing: "Take back the extra ones. I'm taking advantage of you if it's not good enough."

"Don't worry about the school's expenses. I've asked Master Qi to personally check the accounts. Even the whereabouts of a single copper coin will be clearly recorded. It's absolutely clean!"

With the village chief's repeated assurances, Sang Zhixia was naturally relieved about everything.

Sang Zhixia had no special intentions and personally escorted the departing village chief to the door. As he turned back, he thought for a moment and said to the painted fan beside him, "Take my letter to the county town later. Give it to Xue Liu at the soap flower shop and tell her to do what the letter says as soon as possible."

After the school is built, we must hire a suitable teacher for the children.

In addition to the husband, there is also a cook who cooks.

These people are what the school needs to prepare, so we start looking for them in advance to avoid being in a hurry when the time comes.

Hua Shan responded in a low voice.

Sang Zhixia thought about it and felt that nothing was missed. Just as she was about to say that she would go and see Xu Mingxu who was playing with the tiger cub, she heard hurried footsteps behind her.

The person who came was Xue Liu, who was supposed to be managing a shop in the county town.

Xue Liu quickly stepped forward and saluted Sang Zhixia, who looked stunned. Then he lowered his voice and said, "Boss, a young woman with a child came to the shop. She brought this with her and said she was looking for you."

Sang Zhixia lowered her eyes to see what was in Xue Liu's palm. Her heart suddenly skipped a beat and her brows knitted together slightly. "Where is the person?"

"Someone arrived at Hezhongxiang early this morning. I invited him over when I came just now. He's standing outside the door now."

Sang Zhixia pursed her lips silently, lowered her eyebrows and said, "Please invite them to the flower hall in the north courtyard."

"yes."

Xue Liu went to ask for help. Sang Zhixia, who arrived at the flower hall first, was playing with the little wooden tiger in his hand, looking thoughtful.

This little gadget is not a valuable item, and the workmanship is not very sophisticated. Strictly speaking, it is even a bit rough.

But Sang Zhixia had seen the same thing on a person before.

If she remembered correctly, Chen Nianhe always had one of these little wooden tigers hanging around his waist, more than the number of identity tokens he carried with him.

Moreover, Chen Nianhe jokingly told her at the time that this was polished by his father himself, and was first given to him, and then he gave one to his only grandson.

A faint word "Chen" was carved on the small wooden tiger with a knife. The strokes were slightly curved, unlike ordinary strokes, and exactly the same as the one she had seen before.

A young woman with a child?

A white light flashed in Sang Zhixia's mind. Just as she thought of something, Xue Liu had already brought the visitor over the threshold.

Unlike the Kyoto noble ladies that Sang Zhixia often remembered, the woman in front of him was dressed simply, wearing a cloth dress without any hairpins or jewelry, and only wrapped her hair with a dark blue cloth, clean but plain.

The boy following the woman looked to be no more than seven or eight years old. He was not as tall as the other children in the family and looked thin and small, not at all like he was ten years old.

When the woman saw Sang Zhixia after entering the room, she was slightly startled before bowing politely: "I am the Liu family of Qinghe and my son An Jun, looking forward to meeting you..."

"What's the point of this extra gift?"

Sang Zhixia quickly helped the man up.

Suspicion began to grow in Sang Zhixia's heart, but she put on a gentle smile: "He is a guest from afar, there is no need to restrain him."

"Dian Cui, go make a pot of tea and bring it up. Heat a bowl of almond goat milk for this young master, and bring some tasty snacks."

Noticing that the person claiming to be Qinghe Liu looked nervous, Sang Zhixia paused and said, "Xue Liu, Aunt Xie, you should go out first."

After sending the rest of the people out, Sang Zhixia waited until Xue Liu had closed the door before saying, "I've been in a remote place for so long that I can't recall which family the Qinghe Liu family belongs to."

"Excuse me for asking, where did my sister get this thing that she gave me?"

As soon as Sang Zhixia finished speaking, before he could raise the small wooden tiger in his hand, the young woman who was calm and composed the moment before knelt down in front of Sang Zhixia.

The dull thud startled Sang Zhixia so much that her fingertips trembled, and the little wooden tiger fell to the ground.

The boy who had been following the woman silently burst into tears when he saw this: "Mine, mine!"

"That's mine!"

"you……"

"Please help me, madam!"

Liu blurted out these words, and with difficulty she held the boy who wanted to catch the little wooden tiger, and said with red eyes: "My real name is Liu Qingfang, and my husband's surname is Chen."

"Madam, you may not know my husband's name, but you may be familiar with my father-in-law. My father-in-law's name is Chen Nianhe."

Chen's daughter-in-law...

Sang Zhixia took the identity jade pendant that Liu Qingfang had hidden all the way, and her eyes flashed fiercely.

Liu Qingfang fought back tears and said, "I originally brought my son back to Qinghe to visit relatives, and I didn't know what was happening in Kyoto. But a month ago, my father-in-law's close confidant came looking for me and told me to leave Qinghe immediately and head northwest..."

"What happened to General Chen?"

Sang Zhixia suppressed her anxiety and interrupted Liu Qingfang, not caring that the man was still kneeling and unable to get up. She frowned and said, "What happened to General Chen?"

"Where is the person who sent you here? Besides you and your son, who else knows you are here?"

Chen Nianhe had passed on the news a month ago, but that was before Sang Zhixia and the others returned.

Did Chen Nianhe guess at that time that something was going to happen to the Chen family?