"Mom, I swear I didn't.
Oh, by the way, last time Brother Hu told me that if I just keep an eye on Su Qing’s mistress and pass on some useful information to him, the gambling debts I owed could be paid off.
But I squatted there for over a month and nothing happened.”
When he finished speaking, He Aiguo's voice became as soft as a mosquito.
Old Mrs. He subconsciously thought that it was Su Qing's doing again, and she hated Su Qing again.
Su Qing said: You can sit at home and the pot will come to you.
She's been worried about building a house lately.
I had originally thought of building a house for Fenglin and his friends next to my house, but my idea was strangled in the cradle before I could even express it.
Although the Shegong Temple is even more remote than the end of the village and is surrounded by fields, it is almost always bustling with people except during the winter when there is no farming.
That means Daya and the others can’t go to class during the day, and it becomes difficult to support Fenglin and the others.
Daya didn't say anything when she knew about this, but instead comforted Su Qing.
"Mom, don't worry. My master and his team are currently doing the most tiring land reclamation work. They have to go around the foot of Dahei Mountain to get there. There's definitely no one there. We can go there after school to learn something and help them at the same time."
Knowing that Daya had her own ideas, Su Qing stopped worrying about it.
Of course, before the house was repaired, Fenglin and his friends temporarily lived in Su Qing's house.
During that period, the children did not go out to play after school as usual, but sat in the house and studied quietly.
After all, there are not many such open learning opportunities, so we should cherish them.
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