"Brother, come in and sit down!" Shen Qinghe greeted Jiang Chunming with a smile.

Jiang Chunming shook his head. Chunlin was not at home, and if his uncle went to the fourth brother's room and was seen by the villagers, they would gossip about him.

"You guys are just talking nonsense. I'm going back to weave bamboo baskets."

After saying that, Jiang Chunming walked away.

He had seen the fourth brother weaving bamboo baskets before, so he also weaved some. Occasionally, he took them to the black market to sell and could exchange them for some money for oil and salt.

"Brother." Shen Qinghe chased out of the house and called Jiang Chunming.

Jiang Chunming turned around and looked at Shen Qinghe in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Can you help me weave a bamboo basket?" Shen Qinghe said.

Jiang Chunming was even more confused. The fourth brother also knew how to weave bamboo baskets. If Shen Qinghe needed anything, she could just go to the fourth brother directly. Why would she look for him?

"Brother, go back to the house first. I'll get you the pattern later and see if you can weave it." After saying that, Shen Qinghe ran into the house, took paper and a pen to draw a flower basket for flower arrangement.

Jiang Chunming ragged the back of his head with his hand and went back with a confused look on his face.

Soon, Shen Qinghe finished drawing a small bamboo basket for flower arrangement and showed it to Jiang Chunming.

"Brother, do you think you can weave a bamboo basket of this size?"

Jiang Chunming pointed at the drawing and asked, "Is it as small as you drew?"

"Yeah, just as small." Shen Qinghe nodded. Time was running out, and she only wanted to make this one bamboo basket at the moment.

She will draw other styles later when she thinks of them.

"Of course you can." Jiang Chunming looked at Shen Qinghe in confusion, "What do you need such a small bamboo basket for? It can't hold anything."

"It's used for flower arrangement." Shen Qinghe smiled and pointed at the drawing. "You can see that it's a little different from the ordinary bamboo basket. There's a layer of weaving inside. I'll put flowers in it."

Jiang Chunming understood, and there were only two words in his mind: nonsense!

I'm really bored, what can I do except put the flowers in this small bamboo basket?

"Jiang Chunming, stay away from Shen Qinghe!"

When Shen Qinghe was talking to Jiang Chunming, she didn't pay attention to the distance between them and got a little closer. When they heard Jiang Chunming's roar, they were both startled.

Jiang Chunming reacted and bounced away like a spring, two meters away from Shen Qinghe.

Jiang Chunlin leaned his bicycle against the wall casually and came over angrily.

Shen Qinghe hurriedly stopped in front of Jiang Chunming and said, "Don't mess around. I'm talking to my brother about something. It's not what you think."

"Is it necessary to get so close to each other when talking?" Jiang Chunlin asked, suppressing his anger.

Shen Qinghe was speechless. She turned around and said to Jiang Chunming, "Brother, go home and weave a bamboo basket according to the drawing I drew."

Jiang Chunming was afraid that Lao Si would beat him, so he quickly ran away with the drawings and slammed the door.

Jiang Chunlin's chest heaved with anger, as if he was about to explode at any time.

Shen Qinghe gently hooked his palm with her small hand and glared at him coquettishly.

"Big brother is such a coward that he can't even control his own wife. Do you think I can be interested in him?"

After Jiang Chunming closed the door, he was afraid that Lao Si would break it down and beat him, so he hid behind the door, put his face against it and peeked through the crack.

Hearing Shen Qinghe's words, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then his eyes dimmed.

Shen Qinghe was right, he was just a coward!

Jiang Chunlin's anger was mostly dispelled by Shen Qinghe, and he asked unhappily, "What kind of bamboo basket did you ask him to make? Don't I know how to make it?"

"I know you can. You have to go to work and..." While collecting herbs, Shen Qinghe pursed her lips, "Aren't you worried that you will be too tired?"

Shen Qinghe's words completely extinguished Jiang Chunlin's anger.

He snorted, "Go home!"

Shen Qinghe let out a light breath and followed Jiang Chunlin back.

Chen Fenxia and Liu Hongmei heard the noise outside, looked at each other, took their things and went home.

"Jiang Chunlin, I'll draw a small bamboo basket. See if you can weave it?" After entering the house, Shen Qinghe was a little afraid that Jiang Chunlin's anger would affect her.

I picked up a piece of paper and a pen and quickly drew a small bamboo basket.

Jiang Chunlin glanced casually and snorted, "There's nothing I can't do."

Shen Qinghe grinned.

Suddenly, her body became empty and Jiang Chunlin carried her to the kang.

She widened her eyes, "Jiang Chunlin, it's still daytime."

Jiang Chunlin looked down at her, puzzled, "What does my messing with you have to do with time?"

Shen Qinghe, "..."

The room was stuffy, so Chen Fenxia and Liu Hongmei brought a small stool out of the room and sat at the door to crochet the roses that Shen Qinghe had just taught them.

Liu Hongmei was a little clumsy and learned in a confused manner. She would look at the work in Chen Fenxia's hands after crocheting a few stitches.

Seeing that the door of the fourth brother's house was closed, Chen Fenxia's body froze and she whispered, "Second sister-in-law, do you think Chunlin is beating Qinghe now? Should we go find mother?"

"Why don't we let brother go and persuade Chunlin first?" Liu Hongmei had just seen Jiang Chunlin's fierce look and was afraid that he would beat Shen Qinghe.

Jiang Chunming opened the door and heard what his two sisters-in-law said, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He saw it all clearly just now. The fourth brother's wife quelled his anger with just a few words.

"It's okay, don't worry about it, Lao Si won't beat Qinghe."

Liu Hongmei and Chen Fenxia looked at each other and were somewhat skeptical of what their elder brother said.

They also thought that the eldest brother was afraid of the fourth brother, so they didn't say anything more.

"How about we wait a while? If Qing He is really beaten by Chun Lin, she will definitely ask for help. Then it won't be too late for us to go find mother."

Liu Hongmei thought for a while and said to Chen Fenxia.

Chen Fenxia nodded and thought, if Chunlin didn't beat Qinghe, and they went to look for their mother and came back, that would be embarrassing.

The two of them sat on small stools, busy with their hands absentmindedly, and looked up at the fourth brother's room from time to time.

As time passed, both of them became restless.

If Jiang Chunlin didn't hit Shen Qinghe, why didn't he open the door for so long?

Or maybe Shen Qinghe was beaten unconscious by Jiang Chunlin.

The two looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes.

Chen Fenxia asked Liu Hongmei to continue staying at home so that she could stop Qinghe from asking for help, and then she went to find He Xiuyun.

The water in the fields had not yet completely seeped away, so it was impossible to work. After He Xiuyun had her meal, she took her work to find her good friend Aunt Zhou. She saw Aunt Liu was there too, and the three best friends sat together and chatted.

The most talked about issue was the disappearance of Qi Qingmei and her siblings and Jiang Zhiqing.

Aunt Zhou tugged at the hemp rope in her hand, "If anything happens to Qi Qingmei and Qi Zhongcai, Gao Qiufeng won't be able to survive."

Aunt Liu added, "I noticed that Qiu Feng has lost a lot of weight in the past few days, and her eyes are dark. I guess she was too worried to sleep at night."

"That's right." He Xiuyun sighed, "The baby is a piece of mother's flesh. Now both pieces of flesh are missing. It would be strange if Qiu Feng is not worried."

If it were her, she would have collapsed long ago.

"Mom." Chen Fenxia ran over in a panic, scaring He Xiuyun. "What's wrong?"

Chen Fenxia glanced at Aunt Zhou and Aunt Liu, pursed her lips and her face turned red.

"Fenxia, ​​your mother and I are old sisters. If there is anything you want to say, you can't say it in front of us." Aunt Zhou said anxiously.

He Xiuyun glanced at Aunt Zhou. She believed Aunt Zhou as a person, but not her words.

"If you have anything to say, come home and tell me." He Xiuyun put all the work into the basket, and walked back with the basket in one hand and Chen Fenxia's arm in the other.

"What's wrong?" It was rare to see Chen Xia so panicked, and He Xiuyun was also a little panicked.

"Mother, Chunlin is beating Qinghe at home." Chen Fenxia's voice was filled with tears. "Hongmei and I didn't dare to go in and stop them."

He Xiuyun's legs went limp and Chen Fenxia hurriedly supported her.