A light suddenly appeared in Jiang Hu's eyes.
She narrowed her small eyes and stared at Shen Zhaozhao, as if considering the truthfulness of her words.
Could it be that the colleague from Beijing mentioned the daughter-in-law of the Zhan family specifically because her second sister-in-law is particularly good at making money?
That's not right either.
Why not just mention the second daughter-in-law of the Zhan family directly? Why go around in circles?
Jiang Hu hesitated for a while, but finally loosened his grip on the whip.
Anyway, let's see what Shen Yu is capable of first. If she can really exonerate herself, believe what she says.
Anyway, if he really has the ability, he will make more money this time. If he doesn't have the ability, he won't suffer any loss.
"Okay," Jiang Hu nodded, looking at Shen Zhaozhao with a clear look:
It would be best if I could make some money with my brothers as you said.
Shen Zhaozhao nodded confidently:
There is no doubt about the ability of the second sister-in-law.
Downstairs, the second sister-in-law Guo 꿻, who was completely unaware of the situation, sneezed several times in succession.
He had no idea that he had been sold out by Shen Zhaozhao.
To give himself a chance to argue, Shen Zhaozhao did not delay any further. He turned around and fiddled with the charcoal basin for a while, picking out a few pieces of charcoal that had not yet burned out.
"Man, look."
Shen Zhaozhao said, bending his fingers and tapping lightly on the charcoal.
The sound is crisp.
She handed the charcoal to Jiang Hu and said, "You are a discerning person. The quality of this charcoal is definitely not the charcoal from the post station."
When Jiang Hu heard Shen Zhaozhao knocking the charcoal, his ears moved. He could tell the quality of the charcoal by just listening.
When I took it in my hand, I saw that the gaps were fine and it was definitely not the kind of charcoal you get at the post station that would choke you to death if burned.
In fact, the post station would not have this kind of high-quality charcoal at all.
What's more, stealing from the woodshed.
“Where did it come from…” Jiang Hu asked casually, then remembered that he had just promised Shen Zhaozhao not to ask any more questions.
He put the broken charcoal back into the charcoal basin, clapped his hands, and looked at Shen Zhaozhao: "Who stole the firewood and charcoal from the firewood room?"
This has clearly excluded the Zhan family from the list of suspects.
Mrs. Cao's face turned ugly.
The Zhan family was cleared of suspicion, so her accusation was naturally wrong. She was still hoping to get some charcoal and firewood to bake clothes for her son.
Shen Zhaozhao glanced at Madam Cao.
Seeing that she was still wearing the half-wet linen clothes as yesterday, he looked away.
"Man, this question is actually very simple."
"They stole the firewood room. Firewood and charcoal are not worth much, so the reason for stealing is naturally to use them for drying clothes or something like that."
Shen Zhaozhao chuckled softly.
"We are about to set out. Everyone should gather all the guys together to see whose clothes are dry and find out who stole the woodshed."
Jiang Hu raised his eyebrows and glanced at Shen Zhaozhao.
Don't say.
Such a simple method, why didn't he think of it!
When Jiang Hu led his men out, Shen Zhaozhao was about to follow him out when she heard Zhan Nanxing calling her from inside the room.
Shen Zhaozhao turned around.
Zhan Nanxing forced himself to sit up from the bed, his black hair was a little messy and scattered on his shoulders.
Looking at her peach blossom eyes, there were some words hidden.
Hesitant to speak.
Shen Zhaozhao took a breath.
She had seen many handsome men in her previous life, but she seemed to have never been in such close contact with a man with such an aura.
"What do you want to say?"
In front of the handsome man, Shen Zhaozhao's tone softened a lot.
"without."
Zhan Nanxing pursed her lips, and finally loosened the strength in her hands and let herself lie back.
He stared blankly at the bed frame.
Listen to the footsteps of Shen Zhaozhao leaving.
The door closed.
Zhan Nanxing clutched the quilt beside him with some disgust, endured it for a while, and called Zhan Ping to come in.
"Go check on Shen... Third Young Master's wife..." His throat was a little dry, "Look after her."
After saying that, he turned his head and said no more.
Zhan Ping quickly agreed and walked out of the room.
As soon as he closed the door, he saw Shen Zhaozhao, who was standing at the door with his arms folded and a smile on his face.
"Okay, you guys help him tidy up and carry him down. Yes, I can handle it myself."
Shen Zhaozhao turned happily and went downstairs.
She could see that Zhan Nanxing hesitated to speak, and thought it was something important.
It turns out that he wanted to lock her up, which made her feel awkward.
Quite innocent.
Not long after Shen Zhaozhao went downstairs, Zhan Ping and Huang Ye, two servants, had packed their bags and came into the house carrying a stretcher.
Zhan Nanxing glared at Zhan Ping.
Zhan Ping chuckled: "The Third Young Master's wife said that she appreciates your kindness and let us take care of you."
The worry and depression in Zhan Nanxing's heart turned into a stream of energy, rushing around in his chest, making his head hurt.
Originally, as a husband, he should protect his wife when things were going on outside.
Now, he is of no use at all.
The whole family relied on Shen to take care of their bathing and drying of clothes, and when others came to throw dirty water on them, it was still Shen who found a way to deal with them.
Zhan Nanxing closed his eyes and let the servant carry him onto the stretcher.
Out of their sight, the hand clenched, its fingertips digging deeply into the palm.
Jiang Hu's officers acted quickly and soon gathered the four exiled families at the entrance of the post station.
Shen Zhaozhao arrived late.
Yang Hanliu glanced at the hesitant Shen Zhaozhao.
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
She had gritted her teeth and spent the night in the stable last night. Now the Yang family members were huddled together, all smelling like animals.
Fortunately, she was smart.
He called his two brothers to go to the woodshed and steal some firewood and charcoal, so that the whole family would not get wet or cold.
Yang Hanliu felt dry and refreshed. She barely endured the stench of the stable and rested for a night.
It was the lack of firewood and charcoal that made the Zhan family take the blame.
Last night, the Zhan family slept in the warm dormitory, but drove her away mercilessly.
Yang Hanliu stood beside her father and took a deep breath.
Since the Zhan family was unkind first, don't blame her for being unjust.
"You guys were cold and smelly last night, and felt very uncomfortable," Yang Hanliu spoke first, her eyes sweeping over the Zhan family members who were all refreshed, "It seems that the Zhan family had a good rest last night."
After she finished speaking, she winked at Mrs. Cao.
Now that you've filed a complaint, don't be afraid of getting into a fight.
What Yang Hanliu didn't expect was that Mrs. Cao, who was supposed to agree with her, turned her eyes away and quietly walked back to Cao Quanye's side.
Yang Hanliu felt something was wrong.
"Was your family from the Yang family cold and smelly in the stable last night?"
It would have been better if Yang Hanliu didn't say anything. She jumped out first and attracted Jiang Hu's full attention.
The stable was leaking and drafty.
The Yang family members were drier than the Cao family members who lived in the dormitory!
"You can't see it."
Jiang Hu turned around and talked to the officer beside him, and the officer took the waiter to the stable.
After a while, the man came back.
"Man, we found some unburned charcoal under the haystack in the stable."
The waiter also stretched out his hand, and this time he also learned from Shen Zhaozhao to identify the charcoal.
"My people, the charcoal in the stable was indeed thrown from your woodshed!"
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