Chapter 585 Buddha said, it cannot be said

Xu Wenxiu lowered the car curtain and looked at Xu Jinxi who was sleeping beside her. She smiled and sighed, "I said, Xia Xia is the one who can treat these children."

After trying to persuade them earnestly for half a day, it was of no use. Sang Zhixia coaxed them all into submission with just one move.

Aunt Xu also breathed a sigh of relief, fiddling with the needle and thread in her hand and said, "Xia Xia is still the one who has the trick."

"But then again, these children in our family actually obey Xia Xia's management. In front of his sister-in-law, one word from her is more effective than ten words from me."

"Luckily, there was someone who said something that worked."

Aunt Xu laughed and said, "Otherwise, they're all like stubborn donkeys. Who wouldn't get a headache seeing them?"

"By the way, wouldn't it be boring for Xia Xia's mother and Chen Yun's mother to be in the same car? Why not call them over to join in the fun? The car is spacious enough anyway, so there's room for two more people."

"Need not."

Xu Wenxiu helped Second Aunt Xu tie the silk thread and said with a smile, "These two have the same temperament. They feel more comfortable together than with us."

"We can wait until these few days are over and then slowly get together. There's no rush."

Mrs. Xie and Liu Qingfang were in a car at the back of the middle. The frame was not as spacious as the ones in the front, but it was enough for two people to sit.

Liu Qingfang indeed prefers Mrs. Xie's gentleness.

Xu Wenxiu and the others were used to being the boss, and even the best-tempered ones couldn't help but show some dominance unconsciously, but Madam Xie was different.

When she was with Mrs. Xie, she could naturally find more things to talk about.

Mrs. Xie was also worried, but with her daughter and son by her side, she felt more at ease than Liu Qingfang. She gently advised, "I know you're worried about Chen Yun's father and grandfather, but you should also think more about the deeper meaning behind their decision to send you here."

"Child Chen Yun is growing up beautifully. When they see him someday, I guarantee they will be filled with joy and nothing else. Don't worry."

Although Mrs. Xie was not in charge of external affairs, she could guess from the few words that Sang Zhixia mentioned casually that the Chen family was probably having a hard time in Kyoto at the moment.

Under such circumstances, it was already a rare opportunity to save Chen Yun, the only child, and to allow him to escape the pain of confinement.

Liu Qingfang's melancholy, aroused by the hardships she faced, dissipated silently. Holding back tears, she said, "I can't say it."

"It's much better now than I thought at first. It's my discontent that has made Madam laugh at me."

"Look at what you said, what's so funny about this?"

Madam Xie said self-deprecatingly, "Qingfang, if you don't relax a little, a lowly person like me can't compare to the freedom of others."

"Just look at me and you'll see. If you're willing to take a step forward, everything will be fine."

"Just listen to me and be at peace. Didn't you say before that you were curious about what Lingnan lychees taste like? When we get back to the place, let's spend some extra money to buy a lot of them, close the door and taste them carefully. This way, we won't just keep looking at what's written in books, because we've never tasted them ourselves."

Liu Qingfang laughed out loud at her words, and turned her head involuntarily to look outside the car, and her uneasy heart gradually calmed down.

It will be fine.

Whether it is them who are about to go to Lingnan, or their families far away in Kyoto, as long as they never give up, everything will get better.

The Xu family's carriages and horses left the North City one after another. By the time the news reached the Northwest Camp, it was already three days later when the house was deserted.

Wu Lian leaned against the tent, exhaled slowly, squinted his eyes and said, "He's gone after all."

"It's a pity that I still owe Master Xu and the Sang family a good meal."

“It’s not a pity.”

Lieutenant General Wu placed the superstitious offerings sent from Kyoto on the candle and lit them. He lowered his eyes and said, "Didn't the Sang family just send a cart of fine wine here a few days ago? Are you still worried that you might get thirsty?"

"Is that what I'm worried about?"

Wu Lian rolled his eyes, closed them, and said, "The northwest is a thousand miles away from Lingnan. I don't know what the scene will be like when we meet again."

"yes……"

Deputy General Wu sighed softly and said with a wry smile, "But those two are both capable people. I don't think they will have a hard time anywhere. You're just worrying about nothing."

"I just hope..."

"I just hope they have a smooth journey..."

The news spread to other places one after another, but the villagers in Luobei Village, who should have known it first, were the last to realize it.

After Uncle Gu and his men went into the city and didn't find anyone, the villagers realized that the Xu family had not moved to the city.

After living together for so many years, no one in the village knew where the Xu family went next.

Some people who didn't believe it found the farm, and happened to see Wang Jie and his men sending out a big hen with tied feet.

"Manager Wang, where is your boss? Do you know where he moved to?"

Wang Jie's eyes inexplicably turned red as he grabbed the thrashing chicken. He stiffened his neck and muffled his voice, "I don't know."

The person who came to ask was stunned and said in disbelief: "You don't know either?"

"Didn't your boss tell you anything before he left? You're the head steward, so how come you don't know anything?"

"That's right. I made shoes for Nuonuo and Yuanbao at home. The shoes haven't been delivered yet. Why did Xia Xia and the others leave?"

"Yeah, yeah, Wang Jie, do you really not know or are you pretending not to know? Don't fool us!"

Wang Jie took a deep breath and said unhappily, "You asked me, I want to ask too."

"My boss only told me to take good care of the farm, and didn't say anything else. If you find the place, don't forget to let me know. My family has prepared a gift, but I haven't found the chance to give it to them yet!"

Sang Zhixia saved his life twice, which is more than just a favor.

If Wang Jie knew the specific whereabouts, he would have chased after him long ago. Why would he wait until now?

The person who came with him to ask was very disappointed. He sighed repeatedly and was about to leave. Wang Jie quickly stopped him and said, "Aunt Wang, since you are here, don't go back empty-handed."

"What?"

Wang Jiexing, filled with pride, lifted up the flapping hen in his hand and said, "My boss has ordered me to deliver two hens and ten pounds of meat to every household in the village today."

"Take the hens home to raise them for eggs to supplement your family income, and take the meat home to stew to satisfy your cravings."

"From now on, the fat residue from slaughtering pigs on the farm will still be distributed as before. If you smell the delicious aroma at home, quickly grab your pots and bowls to collect the fat residue yourself. I won't deliver it to your door!"

"Also, from now on, if anyone needs medical care or medicine, just come to the farm and find me. The boss has already ordered that the villagers don't have to pay for medicine. The farm's medicine garden will provide everything!"

Wang Jie spoke in a rough voice as he delivered the gifts that Sang Zhixia had arranged for each household.

Since someone got something good for no reason, he should be happy.

But then I thought about the fact that I hadn’t given away the things I had prepared at home, and I couldn’t help feeling disappointed.

Aunt Wu walked around without the heart to collect her own hens and meat. She stared suspiciously at the village chief and Xu Tongsheng who were talking in the corner: "What are you two planning here?"

"Do you know where Xia Xia, Xu Yu and their family went?"

The village chief sucked on his pipe, puffing out a puff of white smoke and saying, "What nonsense."

"How can we possibly know this, since no one knows it?"

Aunt Wu looked at Xu Tongsheng with a half-believing and half-doubting look. Xu Tongsheng touched his chin and laughed: "Buddha said, it cannot be said..."

When the rice paddies on the farm turn golden, perhaps we can start to make some guesses...