Cui Shouqing came back half an hour later. He held the roasted rabbit in his arms, acting very cautiously, like a thief.
The Cui family hadn't slept yet. When they heard someone knocking on the door, they lowered their voices and asked, "Who is it?"
"It's me, Shouqing. Dad, open the door!"
When Cui Jingzhong heard the first sound, he knew that his son had returned.
But he still listened to him carefully until he finished speaking before opening the bolt and letting the person in. He also glanced around to see if anyone was following him.
After making sure it was safe, the two closed the door.
Ling Jiheng did not get down from the tree immediately. After he and Chi Xingyue finished drinking Coke and eating a piece of roast duck, he saw the door of Cui's house opened.
Cui Jingzhong came out and walked around his cellar twice, then cleaned up the rabbit's blood.
About a quarter of an hour after returning, the Cui family members blew out the oil lamp and came out for the third time.
Chi Xingyue was speechless. Even if he was seeing something suspicious, he didn't have to be so cautious.
It's not like there was a dead rabbit placed at the door. It was a living wild rabbit. It's normal for it to appear in the woods, isn't it?
If Ling Jiheng knew what Chi Xingyue was thinking, he would definitely correct her: "It's not normal, not normal at all. Wild animals rarely appear in places where humans are active."
Moreover, they are agile and highly alert, and cannot be cut in half with just a single swing of the knife.
It can only be said that in the era when Chi Xingyue lived, people did not eat wild animals, and they rarely hunted during exile, which led to her misconceptions.
But it doesn't matter, it just happened like this.
The two of them squatted on the tree for another quarter of an hour before coming down.
He left quietly, trying not to attract the attention of the Cui family.
Fortunately, everything went well. The moment he left Dahe Village, Chi Xingyue breathed a sigh of relief and felt his mind clear.
After observing the surroundings and making sure it was safe, he released the horse and rode back to the Ling family mansion.
Logically speaking, the electric scooter is faster and quieter, but Youzhou is the place where they settled. If someone saw it, rumors would spread. If the Ling family does anything different in the future, they might be targeted.
Chi Xingyue thought it was better to keep a low profile.
The little black horse ran very fast in the night, and soon arrived at the entrance of Qingshan Village.
The same operation was used to store the little black horse into the space. The two of them walked home and climbed over the wall to enter.
"Who?" Erzhu was startled and rushed out of the room subconsciously.
Ling Jiheng spoke to comfort them and persuaded Erzhu to go back to his room before returning to the house with Chi Xingyue.
I lit the oil lamp, tidied myself up briefly, and lay down on the bed to prepare for sleep.
Ling Jiheng asked Chi Xingyue: "Are there any changes?"
Chi Xingyue shook his head.
Ling Jiheng breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems it has nothing to do with her."
Chi Xingyue was not optimistic: "Maybe there are special conditions."
But there is no need to worry about it. Knowing that feeding directly will not lead to upgrades, Chi Xingyue decided to go with the flow.
If the space can be upgraded, then upgrade it. If it can't, forget it. She has ten thousand acres of fertile land and spiritual springs, which is more than enough.
It was getting late, Ling Jiheng blew out the oil lamp, hugged Chi Xingyue, and quickly fell asleep.
Chi Xingyue also had droopy eyelids, and after a few seconds, he began to breathe deeply.
In the blink of an eye, it was dawn and there were clanging sounds in the yard. Shu Muyun and Ling Weicheng washed up, had their meal, and prepared to go to the fields.
"What's wrong with Heng'er? It's already noon and he hasn't gotten up yet." Ling Weicheng said as he was about to knock on the door.
Er Zhu hurriedly stopped him and said, "Second Master, the Second Young Master and his wife went out to do some work last night and came back very late. Please let them sleep a little longer.
I will do the Second Young Master's work for him."
Shu Muyun quickly agreed: "Okay, we don't need him. There are so many people in our Ling family, why does Heng'er have to go into battle personally?"
After that, he told Erzhu: "Don't bother them. Heng'er can come if he wants to. If he doesn't want to come, just rest at home. Just don't forget to eat."
Pulling Ling Weicheng away, she complained to him, "Are you stupid? Our son can't just pay, he has to work hard? What's wrong with him taking a break? I don't think anyone dares to say anything sour!"
Ling Weicheng thought about it and realized that he was too honest.
He touched his nose and apologized to his wife, and shouted, "Baozhu, remember to save some food for the Second Young Master."
Baozhu nodded, went back to the kitchen, and warmed the food by the fire.
Then go to the east room to clean.
In Rongsiyuan, the Ling family members were wearing the same clothes they wore on their way to exile. They looked at each other and smiled.
This person is different when he has confidence and when he doesn't.
Although he was now in rags, his eyes were bright, unlike the lifeless look on the road of exile.
"Okay, let's go!" Old Man Ling led the way, and the group of people came in a huge procession, looking like they were heading to a battlefield.
But everyone had nothing in their hands, and all the farm tools were on the ox cart pulled by Zhaocai.
Gu Youlian looked around and didn't see Ling Jiheng and Chi Xingyue, so she asked in a low voice, "Mom, why don't I see my second brother and his wife?"
Geng Suhua felt that Gu Youlian was really tactless. Even if she was jealous, she couldn't go after the tough guy.
Didn’t you see that the old man and the old lady didn’t say anything?
"Shut up and mind your own business!"
Geng Suhua scolded in a low voice, not wanting to give this brainless explanation.
Shu Muyun, however, did not indulge her: "Youlian, my Ji Heng works tirelessly all night long to ensure that the Ling family has enough food and clothing. He finally gets a chance to sleep in, and you have the heart to wake him up?"
Gu Youlian subconsciously said that she was heartless, but was interrupted by Shu Muyun: "How about leaving the money-making business to you? You also pay more than a thousand taels and buy the land at the foot of the mountain?"
Gu Youlian smiled awkwardly: "Second Aunt, you're joking. How can I have so much money?"
Shu Muyun rolled his eyes: "So, you have a mouth?"
Gu Youlian stopped talking, but the jealousy in her heart remained unabated.
If Ling Jiheng didn't go to work because he paid, then what about Chi Xingyue?
How could a fire-making girl bypass her parents-in-law and sleep soundly in the house with a clear conscience?
Even the old man and the old lady had no objection.
Gu Youlian's face was gloomy, but she didn't dare to stir up trouble again. Who made the eldest wife incompetent and had to live under someone else's roof?
At the front, the old man was also asking the old lady: "Xingyue girl is a little bit out of line, you should take care of her when you are free."
The old lady didn't fall for his trick and asked with a smile, "Have you not noticed that in front of Ling Yi and Jin Bao, Xing Yue's words are more effective than yours and Cheng Er's?
She is no longer the fire-making girl in our Ling Mansion. The cards she holds in her hands make even an old lady like me feel a little bit of respect for her.
I advise you, if you want to live a comfortable life, you must learn to play dumb. Don't get involved in Heng'er and his wife's affairs, let them deal with it on their own.
At our age, we still have a few years to live. We just want to be happy every day, eat and drink our fill, and then die peacefully."
Thinking back to the days of being forced to eat by Chi Xingyue during his exile, the old man nodded: "I was too proud!"
The group of people moved forward quickly, and soon they reached the foot of the mountain.
The morning mist lingered in the mountains. Looking up, I saw that Song Lizheng was already waiting here with a few farmers.
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