Jian Ning hadn't imagined that someone in ancient times could master the art of flying with a sword. She'd always treated ancient costume dramas like myths. She wondered if that person was Blind Liu. From such a distance, she couldn't see clearly. She was a special police officer with excellent eyesight, but she could only discern a figure above the white light from the slightest flicker of clothing. She couldn't even tell if it was a man or a woman, so naturally, she couldn't tell if it was Blind Liu.
She looked around nearby but couldn't find Ding Youtian. Thinking that Guoguo was following him, if something happened, Guoguo would come back to find her, so she went back to her room and went to sleep.
Jian Ning didn't know how long she had slept. It seemed like only a short while, but also like a very long time. Because she was worried that Ding Youtian had not returned yet, she was awakened by the slightest sound of footsteps.
She got up from the bed, put on her clothes, opened the door quietly and went out, and saw Ding Youtian standing in the yard in a daze.
And there was Guoguo, lying at his feet.
Jane Ning pulled him back to the room. He was like a puppet, not saying a word, with mud spots all over his body.
After returning to the room, Jane Ning dragged him to the bed, took off his coat, and let him lie down on the bed.
His eyes were wide open and he didn't answer questions.
Jian Ning sighed inwardly and went out to get a basin of water. She saw that he had closed his eyes with tears still rolling down his cheeks.
She silently washed his face, wiped his hands, tucked in the quilt for him, and took the basin to the kitchen.
By the time roosters crowed in the distance and the sky was turning pale, Jian Ning had already finished practicing a set of boxing techniques. When Ma Xiaomai arrived, she was already making breakfast when the four little ones got up.
Lao Liu got up and saw Dabao and the others standing with sandbags tied to their legs. He was very surprised. He went to the kitchen and asked Jian Ning, "Fourth sister-in-law, did you teach Dabao and the others to practice kung fu?"
Lao Liu also knew that Xiu Gu knew some martial arts.
"Yes, I remember a little bit. Ma Xiaomai also taught them. They didn't just learn everything from me."
"When does my fourth brother come back at night? He doesn't study until very late every night, does he?" Lao Liu sat in front of the stove and lit the fire consciously. He knew that his fourth brother had long wanted to become Liu the Blind's disciple and always said that Liu the Blind was very knowledgeable, but he had no idea what his fourth brother learned from Liu the Blind.
"No, he came back not long after you went to bed. He just read a book for a while before going to bed. You don't need to say goodbye to him when you leave later. He needs to sleep for a while before waking up."
After breakfast, Lao Liu went to the place where he got off the horse yesterday to wait for Ma Fuquan. Less than a cup of tea after he and Ma Fuquan left, Ding Gui and Ding Quan also came to the village entrance with their schoolbags to wait for the headman's ox cart.
Gao didn't come to see her two brothers off today. She was preparing breakfast in the kitchen with Liu. More than ten people from Meng's family were sitting in the main room waiting for breakfast.
Old Ding was squatting at the door of the firewood shed, smoking his pipe.
Meng had been moved back to the main house. Last night, Meng's family stayed in the side yard where Ding Youtian's family used to live. Old Ding naturally didn't want to stay with Meng. He had nowhere to stay, so he had to stay in the firewood shed temporarily.
Mrs. Liu kept yawning. Last night, Mrs. Meng assigned her to stay and serve her. She barely slept all night. She felt extremely resentful and angry, and just wanted to get rid of these plague-like people from Mrs. Meng's family as soon as possible.
Old Ding was even more anxious than she was, and just wanted them to leave quickly. If they stayed until noon, he would have to provide them with lunch. The thought of having to provide them with lunch made his face darken, and he made up his mind that providing them with lunch was impossible. If they didn't leave after breakfast, he would have no choice but to shamelessly go to the clan leader and drive them away no matter what.
What Old Ding never expected was that after breakfast, his two brothers-in-law not only scolded him like they were scolding their grandsons, but also ordered their son to capture two old hens from his house before leaving, which were still laying eggs.
They said that Old Ding had beaten Meng and that they had to catch the old hens and sell them to buy medicine for Meng. Even a ghost wouldn't believe this. Old Ding was speechless. They clamored to go to the head of the village to seek justice, saying that he had injured Meng and even borrowed the money for the doctor from Old Six. If he still didn't want to give up two chickens to buy medicine for Meng's injury, I'm afraid the head of the village would not support him.
In the end, he could only watch helplessly as they tied up the chicken and took it away. What else could he do except swallow his anger? He couldn't just pick up a stone and hit the sky. Even if he did, he would have to be able to reach it.
When Meng learned that her family had taken away the two laying hens in her home, she was so angry that she cursed in her heart, but her family supported her and made the decision. She moved back to the main house from the firewood room, and she just let the loss of two chickens be the loss.
But when I think about it, I can't help but feel the pain.
Liu happened to come in at this time. She was also unlucky. She wanted to go back to her room to take a nap, but she thought she should come to Meng and say hello, but ended up running into trouble.
Meng asked her to get closer to her, and then she suddenly grabbed her and pinched her so hard that she cried for her parents. She didn't dare to break free and run away, so she could only beg for mercy.
Gao watched coldly from the sidelines. She was lucky. After Meng returned from Pu Ren Tang and entered the village, she ran into the villager who had taken the village headman's ox cart to town the day before. The villager repeated to Gao what Ding Gui and Ding Quan had said the day before. After entering the house yesterday, Meng praised Ding Gui and Ding Quan profusely, and even had a kind look on Gao's face.
As long as Meng's injury can be healed, Old Ding will not dare to do anything to her. Moreover, the eldest brother-in-law said before he left that if anyone dared to touch Meng again, they would not take the Meng people seriously and they would not care how many people died.
In the past, Old Ding would have challenged them to see who was superior, but now he was embarrassed in front of the clan leader and the village head, so he could only pretend to be a grandson and swallow his anger.
Several of Meng's nephews got the upper hand and wanted to go find Ding Youtian and Jian Ning, whom Meng had been cursing, and shouted that they wanted to vent Meng's anger and smash their winery. However, they were stopped by Meng's eldest and second brothers.
Her elder and second brothers were relatively sensible people. They had heard about the affairs of Ding Youtian and his wife. Their Chuanyan Township was not far from Dingjia Village. They knew that the two of them had only severed their relationship with their sister's family and had not been expelled from the Ding family tree. Logically, their family would have formed its own branch. Moreover, they bought beans from the villagers at a high price to make wine, which was very popular.
If they really caused trouble for them, it might end up developing into a fight between the Meng and Ding clans. They didn't want to get into such trouble, so they severely scolded those ignorant young men.
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Ding Youtian was sick. After Dabao went to school, Jian Ning went in to see him and saw that his face was flushed. She reached out and found his forehead was burning hot. She took his pulse and put him on an IV drip.
By the afternoon, the news spread in the village that a new grave had appeared on the back mountain of Dingjia Village overnight. No one in the village had an elderly person, so everyone found it strange.
After Jian Ning learned about this, he guessed that it was Ding Youtian who built the grave for Xiu Gu. He was indeed a kind and loyal man.
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