"Don't worry, Lao Xia, I know what I'm doing. Your daughter is reliable!" Xia Wan looked at her father with amusement, knowing he was really worried sick about her.
Xia Jianguo sighed: "Fine, you know it yourself. Although this world doesn't have the cameras of later generations, the human heart is unpredictable!"
However, his daughter has indeed grown up recently and is much more cautious in her actions.
Thinking of this, Xia Jianguo felt a little relieved and didn't say anything more. He believed that his daughter would not put him in danger.
"By the way, I also need to mail a ginseng to my godbrother in Suzhou. The money from selling it will be enough for your surgery. Once the money arrives, we'll go to Beijing as soon as possible."
Xia Wan decided to reassure her father first, so that he wouldn't worry.
Xia Jianguo didn't stand on ceremony with his daughter. Hearing that his daughter was rich, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, I'll listen to my daughter!"
Once his leg heals, he'll be able to work freely again, and when he earns money, he'll make sure his daughter lives a princess-like life.
Of course, these days you can't say it out loud, you just have to keep it in your heart.
However, just as they arrived at the post office, Xia Wan spotted from a distance that Grandma Xia was making a phone call at a corner near the post office.
She seemed a little excited, muttering something to herself, but Xia Wan couldn't hear her at all because of the distance.
Xia Wan turned to look at her father with a puzzled expression and asked curiously, "Grandma is quite wealthy, she's willing to make a phone call, and it seems like she wasn't having a very pleasant conversation."
In this day and age, most people are reluctant to make phone calls unless there is an emergency. Otherwise, most people would choose to write letters, since writing letters can save a lot of money!
However, given Grandma Xia's agitated state, she was clearly arguing with someone on the phone, and seemed completely unconcerned about the phone bill.
Xia Jianguo frowned slightly, fixing his gaze firmly on Old Madam Xia. He felt that something was amiss, so he patted his daughter and said, "Come on, let's get closer and listen."
Because they were quite far from Grandma Xia, it was difficult for them to hear what she was saying.
So Xia Wan pushed her father to tiptoe closer to Grandma Xia, trying to figure out who she was talking to on the phone.
They hid behind a large tree not far from Grandma Xia, a spot that allowed them to conceal themselves well while still being able to hear what Grandma Xia was saying.
Xia Wan looked towards the phone booth at the post office and met the gaze of a post office worker.
The other person had obviously seen them, and was about to speak when Xia Wan gave her a sweet smile.
Xia Wan also made a pleading gesture and then gestured at the other person again.
The other party frowned, but after glancing at Xia Wan and her father a few times, he ultimately remained silent.
Xia Wan finally breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't that she was afraid of anything else, but mainly she wanted to hear what Grandma Xia was saying on the phone.
If the old lady finds out, they probably won't be able to hear what's going on.
She had a feeling that the old lady was talking about something important, and that it was related to the household registration separation yesterday.
After all, she had never seen anyone argue over the phone like this before, which made her even more curious about the person on the other end.
She always felt that the Xia family had quite a few secrets, after all, they were refugees who had come here from famine, and there were many things that the villagers didn't know before.
What's even more suspicious is the points that Old Man Xia and Old Woman Xia provided her with; they're almost as many as those of human traffickers. I wonder what heinous things they did.
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