Ma Liu came over, pulled Ning Hao aside, and stuffed some money and tickets into his pocket.
"Keep it. You can't go out without money. We don't need this at home for now, but there's nowhere to buy things. If you find anything suitable, bring it back for us. We'll discuss it again when my Qiao'er wakes up."
Qiao Jie came over and patted Ning Hao on the shoulder. "Good boy, be careful when you're out and about. Don't make things difficult for yourself. If there's anything you can't handle, just ask Song Zhi and your Uncle Gu."
Ning Hao grinned and said, "Grandpa Liu, don't worry. I definitely won't suffer any losses when I go out. Wait for me to come back, and I'll go tell Qiao'er."
Seeing Ning Hao go to Jiang Qiao's room, the family members all shook their heads, saying, "It's really tough on this child—"
Jian Ling finished cooking and came in while wiping her hands. "Uncle, can we eat now? Is Ning Hao staying here to eat too?"
Qiao Jie smiled and nodded. "Yes, let him eat with us. Did you bring his food?"
Jianling nodded with a smile, "Yes, yes, how could we not bring him? Jingwan, go wash Shitou's hands, we'll start eating right away."
Having spent so much time with Jian Ling, Wen Jingwan and the others have become accustomed to having her in the family.
To be honest, Jian Ling is actually quite easy to get along with. She's honest, generous, and doesn't have many ulterior motives. During this time, I've been wholeheartedly working with her to take care of the family, the elderly, and the children.
Therefore, Wen Jingwan and Jian Ling actually get along quite well.
"Zhihong, Shitou, dinner's ready."
Gu Zhihong led Shitou in from outside. The little guy saw that his brother wasn't going to school today and insisted that Zhihong take him out for a walk. However, what the little guy was carrying made Wen Jingwan shake her head helplessly.
"No more popsicles, they're too cold. Zhihong, you can't buy him any more."
"Mom, you eat this, it's for your sister—"
Jian Ling watched the little guy with amusement, "Shitou, do you want to give it to your sister, or are you just craving it yourself?"
Little Stone ingratiatingly handed Jian Ling a popsicle, saying, "Auntie, you should have some too—"
Jian Ling took the popsicle and handed it directly to Gu Zhihong. "Zhihong, you eat this. Shitou, we can't eat this cold stuff, or we'll get a stomachache. If you get sick, who will sing for me? Who will tell me stories?"
Although Stone was a little reluctant to part with his popsicle, he obediently nodded and said, "Stone understands, I won't eat it next time."
Wen Jingwan tapped her son's forehead. "If you're craving something sweet, tell Mommy, and Mommy will make you some juice. Come on, let's wash our hands and eat."
Gu Zhihong looked at the popsicle in his hand with some difficulty. "Second Aunt, what should we do? Are we really not going to let Shitou eat this?"
Wen Jingwan smiled and patted her nephew's head. "Shitou is still young and has a weak appetite. It's best for him to eat less cold food. You've eaten it all, right? Remember, next time you buy it for him, just give him a few bites."
Gu Zhihong grinned, "Mainly, when Shi Tou looked at me with those pitiful eyes, I couldn't help but soften my heart."
Wen Jingwan sincerely said, "That's right. Sometimes even your second aunt can't resist his little face. But we can't spoil him. The little rascal is just looking at us like this, that's why he looks so pitiful. Come on, let's go wash our hands."
As they walked, Gu Zhihong explained his plans: "Second Aunt, I want to go back tomorrow. It's harvest time back home, and I need to go back to help my grandfather with the work. Or, should I take the stone back with me?"
Wen Jingwan smiled and said, "It's alright. We'll go together tomorrow. Your grandfather will also be going. We can take your sister back to the countryside. It's getting cold, and it's warmer in the countryside than in the city."
The car was arranged by Song Zhi, and everyone in the yard came to help lift Jiang Qiao onto the truck.
The reason we stay in the city during the summer is because there are fewer flies and mosquitoes here.
“Jingwan, if you’ve had enough of the countryside, bring the kids back. You know, when you’re not home, we have fewer places to visit each other.”
Wen Jingwan never expected that taking care of her daughter twice would lead to developing a close relationship with her neighbors in the tenement.
"Okay, when you have time, you should go to the countryside to relax. We'll be going now. Please take care of things back home."
Qiao Jie and Ma Liuchong waved to everyone, "Let's go back, we're leaving now."
This time, Jian Ling also went to the countryside. She and Wen Jingwan had already agreed that she would go home for two days to rest on the weekend. Anyway, Zhou Yu in their family can cook, and with Master Hou by his side, he can take good care of the two of them.
Hou Diankui went there to set up an array for Jiang Qiao's resting place. Even with daily massages, lying down for a long time still couldn't guarantee smooth blood circulation.
Qiao Jie and Wen Jingwan, being doctors, understood this better than anyone else, so it was essential for Hou Diankui to come along.
After Jiang Qiao fell ill, many people went to the county town to visit her. However, even after she returned to the countryside, many people still came to visit her at home.
After all, everyone was fortunate to have been taken care of by Jiang Qiao and Gu Zhengfeng back then, otherwise they would have starved to death. Everyone knew that, and they were indebted to them.
Especially since Qiao Jie and Jiang Qiao have saved many people and treated their illnesses in the countryside, who wouldn't know that?
However, Wen Jingwan really doesn't accept gifts when people come back. If they can't refuse, they will repay the favor in other ways.
There's no other reason than that everyone's life is tough, and perhaps this little bit of stuff can help those children read more books and learn a few more words.
Privately, everyone felt sorry for Gu Zhengfeng and Wen Jingwan. Such a good daughter, just at the prime of her life, suddenly collapsed, not only delaying her studies but also hindering her from finding a husband.
Wen Jingwan and the others simply smiled faintly at such discussions; they were used to it and no longer took it seriously.
Soon, everyone's attention was drawn to something else: the recent uproar about people digging up ancestral graves in their area. Nobody knew who was behind it.
Even the Gu family's ancestral graves were not spared. However, it is said that those people seemed to have dug the wrong place and found nothing after digging a large pit.
Those whose ancestral graves were dug up did nothing but curse and swear. As for what was lost, no one mentioned it. In this day and age, being poor is glorious. Who would dare to flaunt their ancestors' past? Wouldn't that be asking for trouble?
If someone really starts to think about it, their family's composition might have to change.
However, although they didn't specify what was lost, the graves had been dug up, so it couldn't have been anything good. Even if they didn't say it, everyone would imagine.
Aside from Gu Hanting feeling secretly fortunate, those whose ancestral graves had been dug up were subjected to daily curses and insults.
Unfortunately, it's useless; I've never heard of someone being verbally abused to death.
Besides, those who dig up people's ancestral graves don't care about being scolded. Since they dare to do such things, why would they care about being scolded? What matters is getting good stuff and making money from it.
It's not that no one has come to investigate, but there have been no leads. Those people always go out in the middle of the night, so no one actually sees them.
Especially after this incident became a hot topic, Jiang He and his team have stopped. Unless they commit another crime and someone sees it, in Jiang Hong's words, it will be an unsolved case.
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