Xia Daohua shook her head:
"No. If they wanted to talk to us about this, they would have gone straight to our grandparents, or to Lizheng Wang or Juren Feng! How could they talk to a little girl like me?"
Lihua couldn't help but glance at Wulang again, then asked Xia Daohua, "Have you discussed this matter with him?"
Xia Daohua still shook her head:
"No. Li Gan is covered in wounds. I don't have the nerve to bother him with such a small matter."
Lihua, Goro, and Linghua couldn't help but secretly complain in their hearts:
"You don't want to bother him, but you keep going to his place? Doesn't selling him medicine count as bothering him? Besides, can this family relocation be considered a small matter?"
Xia Daohua miraculously saw what the three people were thinking from their faces.
She couldn't help but chuckle, and raised her hand to scratch the back of her head, but found that her current hairstyle didn't suit it, so she had to scratch her chin instead:
"Making money? I can't help it. Don't worry, I promise I won't bother him easily except for making money."
Lihua raised her hand and slapped Xia Daohua lightly on the back of her hand:
"Just talk, don't move your claws!"
Xia Daohua said nothing and lowered her head obediently.
She knew clearly in her heart that Lihua was holding back a rage.
Ever since she learned about what happened to the eldest wife, Lihua has been very anxious.
Lihua hated the eldest wife to the core because of the plot she had done to her by her husband. She even cursed Jinhua for a bad death. She never expected her words to come true so soon...
Although she knew it was caused by the war, Lihua still felt uncomfortable.
I've been feeling rather anxious these days.
Xia Daohua didn't know how to comfort Lihua, so when faced with Lihua's anger, she deliberately behaved extra well-behaved, accepting all of Lihua's sharpness and thorns without arguing with her.
Seeing Xia Daohua's appearance, Lihua sighed softly and turned her eyes to the broken walls in the distance.
Xia Daohua saw clearly that Lihua's eyes were filled with tears, but she was biting her lips hard, trying to hold back the tears, not wanting them to fall.
Xia Daohua knew that Lihua was different from herself. No matter how diligent and capable she was, she was just a little girl of the same age as a junior high school student in later generations.
She was of course angry because she had a bad relationship with her cousin and was framed by her uncle's family.
But after scolding them, even though she was angry, she just stayed away from the big house and never had anything to do with them again.
If she were really given a chance to decide the life or death of the eldest family, given Lihua's kind nature, she would definitely not easily choose the heavy word "death".
The eldest wife's family was torn apart in the war, and those who died were those who had harmed and plotted against her.
Lihua felt a little frightened.
She was afraid that what would happen to the eldest wife's family was related to the curses and hatred she had blurted out back then.
The affairs of the eldest wife's family seemed to have become a knot in Lihua's heart.
Xia Daohua saw this clearly, but for the time being she couldn't think of how to help her get out of it.
Perhaps, we have to rely on the power of time slowly.
Xia Daohua really didn't want Lihua, who had a hot temper and a strong personality, to be too deeply affected by this incident and gradually become as weak as Jiang.
How can we untie Lihua's knot in her heart?
The answer came quickly, but in an unexpected way.
Xia Xuejiao, the eldest daughter of the Xia family, carried a medium-sized bag, brought two half-grown girls, and took a hired carriage back to her parents' home.
However, Xia Xuejiao's husband's family was destroyed in the war.
The two girls she brought with her were her own daughter, who was twelve years old this year and whose nickname was Xiao'e, and the other was her brother-in-law's niece, who was fourteen years old this year and whose nickname was Qianniang.
Xia Xuejiao, Xiao E, and Qian Niang were all wearing dirty, black clothes, their hair was messy, and their faces were covered in black dust. They looked miserable no matter how they looked at them.
Qianniang was just accompanying her mother to stay at a relative's house for a few days, but she never expected that they would be caught in the war.
When the war first broke out, Xia Xuejiao was taking Qianniang and Xiao'e to a jewelry shop, picking out jewelry for Qianniang and Xiao'e.
Qianniang liked a pair of plum blossom-shaped golden lilac earrings, but Xiao'e preferred a pair of teardrop-shaped earrings.
As the two were arguing, they heard a loud noise on the street, as if there was chaos.
Xia Xuejiao looked out of the window of the private room for a moment, and then made a quick decision. She grabbed a half-length bench, pulled the two girls, and quickly went through the window, climbed up the outer wall of the private room to the roof, and nimbly got into the chimney of the jewelry shop.
Soon the jewelry shop was also captured by the enemy.
But the enemies came for gold, silver and jewelry, and no one thought about making a fire and cooking.
Xia Xuejiao and the two girls hid in the chimney trembling, listening to the noise outside, and narrowly escaped danger.
After the noise outside subsided, Xia Xuejiao came out of the chimney of the jewelry shop with the two girls after hearing the cries and wailings of the common people and seeing the smoke from cooking fires.
When I returned to my husband's house, I found that it had been completely destroyed.
In this large family of more than twenty people, Xia Xuejiao alone saw seventeen corpses.
The bodies of several of his brothers' wives and nieces were naked and had been mutilated in a horrible manner.
Xia Xuejiao's parents-in-law, husband, his brothers, her eldest son, second son, and several adult nephews were all beheaded.
Xia Xuejiao cried so hard that she almost fainted.
The two little girls were frightened by the scene before them. Not only did they cry and sob, they also vomited due to the impact of the blood.
After Xia Xuejiao cried enough, she went to look for the private money she had hidden.
Most of the family's belongings were looted, and those that could not be moved were basically smashed. But the bag of silver she had hidden at the bottom of the sauce jar was safe and sound.
Xia Xuejiao was afraid that these rebel soldiers would attack again, so she wiped away her tears and directed two little girls whose faces turned pale with fear to help her wrap up all the dead in her family with straw mats and bury them hurriedly in the yard.
Afterwards, Xia Xuejiao brought another blanket and hid the bag of private silver inside. She took out a small silver ingot weighing about two taels and cut it into several pieces with scissors. She hid the two larger pieces close to her body and wrapped the smaller piece in a handkerchief.
Taking her two children with her, without even changing her dirty clothes, she went straight to the coachman's shop and found a familiar coachman.
After much persuasion and bargaining, she reluctantly gave the handkerchief and the small change wrapped inside to the driver and hired him to take her and her two children to Beiguan Village.
Chemahang is actually one of the few places with the most survivors.
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