"Grandpa is showing you these things to tell you that our family is not poor at all. You can eat as much as you want; Grandpa can afford to feed you. But you can't tell anyone about what you saw today, not even your younger brothers."
"Don't worry, Grandpa, your granddaughter is smart enough to know right from wrong." She's not stupid; having money isn't always a good thing these days.
"Sir, let's go back. We've been out for too long and someone might find us." These things are more of a curse than a blessing in this era.
"Go back, go back now."
"Sir, we have so much grain, won't it spoil if we just leave it like that?"
"No, we store new grain every year. We eat the old grain from before. Even if there is a famine, that grain is enough for our whole family to eat for two or three years. So our family is not short of grain at all."
After the grandfather and granddaughter left the mountains, the old man looked back and saw that the area had been cleaned up very well before he felt relieved and took his granddaughter home.
As Qian Xiao walked, he gathered firewood. By the time he came down the mountain behind his house, he had already collected a large bundle of firewood. Even if the villagers saw them coming down from the mountain, they wouldn't suspect anything; they would just assume that the father and son had gone to the mountain to gather firewood.
As soon as I came down the mountain, I could feel the commotion in the village. It was getting cold, and unless something had happened, no one would want to come out and watch the excitement.
Qian Xiao handed the firewood in her hand to her grandfather: "Grandpa, you go back first, I'll go see what happened."
Before the old man could react, his granddaughter had already vanished in a flash: "Really, I want to go see what's going on, that brat."
As for who has an accident, just look where the most people are. There's no entertainment in the village all day long, so if someone has a fight, the whole village will come to watch the spectacle.
When Qian Xiao arrived at the location, he saw Old Wang and his family being escorted out of their home. Almost everyone in the village was there, and when they saw Old Wang and his family coming out like this, they all started to murmur among themselves.
"He really is a bad guy?"
"That's for sure. If they weren't bad guys, why would they arrest them? I knew this family wasn't good people."
"I didn't realize that. I thought they were just a bunch of weirdos. What serious crime did they commit that warrants so many people coming to arrest them?"
Qian Xiao also looked towards the open space to the side. Good heavens, they came in a truck, is it really necessary? Do they have a lot of treasures hidden away? If she had come earlier to look around, she could at least have gotten a set of farm tools to hide.
"Emma, look, those people who went up the mountain are coming down too. Look at what they're carrying. Aren't they all things the Wang family hid? There's so much of it. What's inside?"
Qian Xiao also saw a group of people in uniforms coming down from the mountain. Almost everyone was carrying a burlap sack, which looked bulging. He wondered what was inside, but guessed that they had brought it up from the south slope.
Soon, more and more things were carried out of the Wang family's courtyard, but they were all in boxes and it was impossible to see what they were. Where did the Wang family get so many things?
I've heard the old folks in the village say that the Wang family fled here years ago when they were fleeing famine. They only had one bundle each when they fled, so it's impossible for them to have brought so much stuff.
In the village, the main goal is to avoid starvation; it's absolutely impossible to live a good life. I don't know how this family managed to bring all these things back.
It seems the spy's identity has been confirmed. Her father is quite capable, dealing with this family of scoundrels so quickly. However, what she doesn't understand is, although their village has a large population, it's not particularly wealthy. What kind of information could they possibly gather by infiltrating here?
With so much stuff, wouldn't buying a good job provide more information than staying in the village? She glanced at the mountains. Could there be some treasure up there, and this family is just guarding it?
Isn't that how most stories should go? Or maybe she can go in and try to find it sometime in the future?
Suddenly, Qian Xiao felt a wave of malice wash over her. She saw Wang Xuewen looking at her with a sinister gaze, as if she were his father's killer!
No, what do you mean? You didn't kill yourself, but now you hate yourself? Where can you reason with that?
When Qian Xiao saw the last person to come out of the courtyard, he knew why Wang Xuewen hated him. "My God, why did you go in person? Aren't you afraid they have accomplices who will retaliate against our family?"
Logically speaking, her father couldn't possibly be so careless. Could there be some hidden story that she doesn't know about?
Soon, a large truck arrived, carrying the found items, and drove off with the Wang family of five. The villagers watched the truck drive away but didn't rush home. They all gathered together, chattering about their guesses, as if they were Sherlock Holmes.
A cool breeze blew by, and Qian Xiao felt a chill on her head. She quickly ran home. It seemed that losing her hair had really had serious consequences. She had to ask her mother to make her a hat as soon as possible.
"Sir, why didn't you go out to see the excitement?"
"What are you looking at? I know what happened. Your dad went with you?"
Qian Xiao immediately squatted down next to her grandfather, her hands tucked into her pockets, looking at the man who resembled a vagrant: "Um, is my dad coming back?"
"Who knows? We don't ask about your father's affairs. He'll tell us what he can."
"Grandpa, what do you think my father was thinking? He personally went to the scene. Isn't he afraid that old man Wang's accomplices will find out and retaliate against our family?"
"Since your father dared to step forward, it proves that there won't be any problems later. Qianjiatun is safe."
What's so glorious about what happened today? Just you wait and see, it probably won't even get out. If he doesn't even have this much control, then Qian Baozhu shouldn't be the village chief anymore.
The old man looked at his granddaughter, who was huddled up in a small ball with her hands tucked in, and with her bald head on top of her head. He couldn't help but think, "If you're cold, go back inside."
"Oh, okay, by the way, where did all our family members go?" She hadn't seen anyone in her family since she opened her eyes, not even her younger brothers.
"You've already gone back to your parents' house, didn't your mother tell you?"
"No, when I opened my eyes, there was no one in our family. I don't like going to my maternal grandparents' house. I guess my mother thinks it's fine whether she tells me or not."
Her maternal grandmother was a typical housewife who listened to her husband in everything. Her maternal grandfather was a chauvinist and somewhat sexist. Although he treated her fairly well, she didn't like going to see him.
Her two aunts-in-law would watch them like thieves whenever they saw them arrive. They would glare at you if you ate even a little more food. It was incredibly annoying, and she wasn't going to put up with that.
"I'm going back to my room now. Is Grandma coming home tonight?"
"You'll be back soon. Go play by yourself."
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