Mr. Xiang was very thoughtful. Grandma Xiang held Fu Bao in her arms and looked at the courtyard door from time to time. However, the lunch time had already passed, and she still didn't see the father and son back.

Fugui stopped chopping firewood. He decided that if his father and younger brother didn't come back after another hour, he would go to the county to have a look. At that time, Jixiang was following the arrester, so he didn't know if something would happen.

Fu Bao originally wanted to close her eyes and sleep, but you must know that her sleep is different from that of other children. It looks like she is sleeping, but in fact she is practicing, absorbing the spiritual energy that can be absorbed from heaven and earth to strengthen her own essence.

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But seeing my family miss my grandpa and uncle so much, I can't help but exude spiritual power. Trees and grass roots are not only found in the mountains, there are trees and grass roots everywhere in villages, counties, and on the roads.

Underground, trees and grass roots began to crisscross and exchange information, which spread all the way to the county. Soon, the trees and grass roots near the county government office also got the news.

Fu Bao closed his eyes and accepted the messages sent back by the trees in his mind. Jixiang beat the drum to complain, the county magistrate returned the money, the two thieves were beaten to death, and there was a arrogant appearance of catching the head.

Then there was the look of my grandfather and uncle groveling before the shopkeeper, the look of standing in front of the government office anxiously waiting, the look of Jixiang kneeling down with regret, and the look of father and son rushing home.

Fu Bao breathed out. He spent too much mental energy and his head was dizzy. Before he fell into coma, he still insisted on saying two words to Grandma Xiang: "I'm back."

Grandma Xiang was still looking outside when she suddenly heard what Fu Bao said. She couldn't help but relax. She kissed Fu Bao's cheek gently and told Fu Gui not to go. They would be back soon.

Fugui was a little skeptical at first, but when his eyes fell on Fu Bao, who was already asleep, he calmed down: "Mom, Fu Bao is asleep. I will take her to the house to sleep."

Grandma Xiang nodded and handed Fu Bao to Fugui gently. It was windy outside, and although Fu Bao was wrapped in a small quilt, sleeping on the kang was definitely more comfortable than outside.

"Ping An's family, let's cook dumplings for today. Your father-in-law and Jixiang should be back soon." Grandma Xiang walked into the kitchen and bought pork today. It wasn't much, so she made dumplings to eat.

When the sister-in-law heard this, she slowly let go of her worries. She quickly scooped out two spoons of white flour from the jar, thought about it and added half a spoonful of cornmeal, and started kneading the noodles.

Grandma Xiang washed the pork, then removed the skin, cut it into small pieces, and slowly chopped it with a knife. She also washed the wild vegetables dug by the children and chopped them with a knife.

Stir into meat.

The dumplings were almost finished, and Mr. Xiang and Jixiang also entered the courtyard door. The children saw that their grandfather and uncle were finally back, and they all came to the main room happily.

"You're hungry, let's eat two bites of dumplings first."

Grandma Xiang didn't ask the reason at all, but asked her sister-in-law to order two bowls of dumplings first. Nothing is more important than having a full meal.

The children also washed their hands and helped those holding the dishes and chopsticks. Mr. Xiang looked around and asked, "Where is Fu Bao?"

Fugui quickly whispered in the old man's ear: "Fu Bao fell asleep. Originally, I wanted to go to the county to find you, but it was Fu Bao who said you were back, so Mom let me cook the dumplings."

Mr. Xiang nodded. When he saw the dumplings on the table, he ate them quickly. He was really hungry after having been worried and scared all morning and running so much.

Seeing Jixiang still standing at the door, he couldn't help but cursed angrily: "What are you doing standing at the door? Why don't you come in and eat dumplings?"

Ji Xiang hurriedly ran in and took out a one hundred tael silver note from his arms, as well as the money given to him by the county magistrate: "Dad, please keep these."

When Mr. Xiang saw the one hundred tael silver note, he couldn't help but be stunned. Where did it come from? Jixiang stuttered and told what the arrester had done, which scared Mr. Xiang and the others so much that they gasped.

"Jixiang, have you been beaten?" Grandma Xiang asked nervously.

"I just got kicked a few times, it's okay." Jixiang said with a smile.

"Then how come you beat the drum to complain?" Mr. Xiang didn't understand why Jixiang came out to beat the drum again when he was not in prison.

"It was the county magistrate who asked the catcher to take me and the wife to Nuange. It was at this time that the catcher gave me a hundred taels of silver. I thought it would be bad if I didn't, so I took it." Jixiang said.

Mr. Xiang put down the chopsticks in his hand. He was very hungry and suddenly felt that he couldn't eat anymore. He thought of the words of the shopkeeper of Hanzhuang in his mind, "If there is no noble person to help..."

"Jixiang, if you suffer a loss, you will gain wisdom. Since you don't want to go to private school, just work hard at carpentry at home. They say that if you are good at three hundred and sixty, you will be the best." Mr. Xiang took out the pipe rod and smoked slowly.

Got up.

Now that the family has money, and the two grandchildren will be able to attend private school in February next year, buying land and building a house should also be put on the agenda, but now is definitely not a good time to mention this.

Families in the village had run out of food because they couldn't pay taxes and had to make a living by digging wild vegetables every day. The big family in the east also had four adult men taken away because they couldn't pay the corvee tax.

If I rashly buy land and build a house now, wouldn't that be just a way to attract hatred? Mr. Xiang would never do such a stupid thing.

But it’s really hard to describe my own house. If the snow this year is heavier and lasts longer, it may not be able to withstand it and collapse.

Mr. Xiang's mind was spinning rapidly, and he suddenly came up with an idea, which was to buy a house in the county. He would be safe in the county. After the Chinese New Year, his two children would go to the county to study, so it was necessary to buy a house in the county.

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"Wealthy, lucky, Xiangchu, you guys hurry up and eat."

Mr. Xiang became more energetic. He greeted the children to eat, walked to the yard, looked up at his house, then walked out of the yard and walked towards the foot of the mountain.

If this house collapses this winter, he will go to Li Zheng and the village chief to discuss using this land for the land at the foot of the mountain. This way, not only will building the house not arouse jealousy, but it will also make people think that his family is helpless.

The old man walked to the back mountain and observed carefully. It was too close to the mountain and it would be too late to escape if something happened. It was also too close to the villagers. It would be inconvenient for Fu Bao to do anything in the future.

I walked around for an unknown amount of time. I felt that the sky was getting dark and I couldn't find a good place. Forget it, I'll bring Fu Bao over tomorrow and let her choose the right one.

The old man walked home with his hands behind his back, and met a villager who was collecting firewood and digging wild vegetables. Seeing that his hands were empty, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice that he could dig more wild vegetables.
Chapter completed!