Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

Chapter 743 Little Bell



Chapter 743 Little Bell

She was not crying because Sun Guangzong was going to die.

Instead, she was angry with herself. Why did she raise such a daughter and even spoil her grandson?

What made her even more angry was why she married her daughter to the Sun family, causing her to become like this.

"If we don't blame him, what will happen to the Sun family?"

The law stipulates that serious crimes must be punished collectively. If Guangzong killed someone, his family will also be held accountable.

Worried that her daughter would also be beheaded, she finally asked.

Although she didn't want to acknowledge her daughter, she couldn't bear to watch her daughter die.

She wanted to beg Meng Bujiu to spare her daughter's life, even if it meant exile.

Jiang Shoujia did not stop her because he knew that his daughter would not be beheaded, but at most she would be imprisoned or beaten with a stick.

Worse still, he would be exiled to Beiguan or do forced labor for ten years.

Life can definitely be saved.

"Exile to the North Gate." Meng Bujiu originally wanted to say 30 strokes of the cane, but after thinking about it, he realized that the Sun family was always causing trouble, and Fubao's grandmother was old. If she got angry and got sick one day, Fubao would definitely be sad. It would be better to exile them to the northernmost part. The cold weather would surely wake up Fubao's aunt's brain.

When she realizes her mistake, ten years later, if he has been promoted, or is still working in Ruling Prefecture, he will make some arrangements to get Aunt Fubao back.

As for Jiang Sanhe's mother-in-law, he didn't care at all. If she went to Beiguan at this age, the only outcome would be death.

He knew all the bad things Zhou had done in the past.

He sold his three granddaughters. He did so many evil things that he deserved death.

"Okay, exile is good, at least I can save my life. It's hard there, but it's better than death." Zhang Jinlan cried and laughed, and Zhang Yanzi wiped her tears with a handkerchief.

"No, you don't have to ask us. Just go ahead and investigate. If he is really the murderer, punish him according to the law. This kid is too bad. That was a life! But Thirteen is so vicious. What will he be like when he grows up?"

Jiang Shoujia gritted his teeth and spoke again.

He had no feelings for this so-called grandson, and the two of them only met three times in total.

If it weren't for the relationship with his daughter, he wouldn't even bother to ask.

As for the daughter.

Jiang Shoujia shook his head and pretended that he and his wife had never had any children.

She had never been treated badly since she was a child. She had better food, clothing and everything than her brothers, but she developed such a character. People say that a daughter who is married off is like water that has been spilled. Her family used basins to catch the water, reluctant to spill it. Who would have known that the water boiled by itself and dried up in the basin.

If you can't stop it, then just ignore it.

From then on, he treated his daughter as if she were dead.

Zhang Jinlan had cried enough. She no longer had much affection for her daughter. When she learned that her daughter did not have to die, she could no longer cry.

As for her grandson who needed to sacrifice his life, she didn't care at all.

Meng Bujiu didn't expect the Jiang family to react like this. After a moment of silence, he nodded and said, "Okay, I understand. I'll go back to Chang'an Town first. I'm afraid Lingshan has already captured him."

"Well, drive slowly and watch the road carefully. It's dangerous to travel at night. Let's go quickly, it's getting dark." Jiang Shoujia looked at the sky outside through the window and urged.

Meng Bujiu then said goodbye.

When he rode back to Chang'an Town, Lingshan was standing at the door waiting for him.

"Why don't you go in? It's so cold outside, don't catch a cold." Meng Bujiu took a long step and jumped off the horse.

His smooth movements and handsome face made Lingshan involuntarily sigh that his young master was so damn handsome.

"Master, the man has been caught. He gave up everything before we tortured him. I don't know if he is smart or stupid. He just lies at home so brazenly. Is he really not afraid that we will find him and arrest him? Or does he think the most dangerous place is the safest?"

Lingshan sighed.

"I'm afraid he is really stupid. A smart person would not do such a thing. Killing someone for two taels of silver, huh." Meng Bujiu's eyes were like knives. He talked as he walked, his head always facing forward. Because he walked so fast, he brought up a breeze, which was particularly cool.

"Ms. Zhou and Ms. Sun Jiang have been making trouble, so I simply escorted both the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law back and locked them in a dark room, waiting for you to interrogate them, young master." Lingshan said again.

"it is good."

Meng Bujiu interrogated him for a whole night, and only came out of the dark room the next morning when the sky was turning white.

Because my eyes had been in a dim light for a long time, I felt a little uncomfortable seeing the morning glow, and tears rolled down from the corners of my eyes.

"Master, why are you crying? Are you hungry?" Lingshan, who came with breakfast to give to Meng Bujiu, asked without knowing the truth.

"Don't cry, it's too irritating. Send breakfast to my room. I'll go to sleep after eating. I'm really tired."

Meng Bujiu stretched, and a small bell hanging on his waist swayed. Hearing the sound, Meng Bujiu was a little stunned.

This was the birthday gift Fubao had given him. Although the bell was not big, it was extremely exquisitely made. The crisp sound of the bell could not be heard at all if one did not pay attention. Moreover, it did not look out of place when hung on the jade pendant. There were also words engraved by Fubao himself on it, which was his surname.

Ever since he received this gift, he has carried it with him. If the yard had not been so quiet, he would not have been able to hear the sound of the bell.

Fubao......

I don’t know where she is now. The last time I received a letter from her was half a month ago.

The letter said that she had arrived in Yanyun Province, his ancestral home.

She had a safe journey and everything went well for her.

That’s great, God bless you.

Jiang Fubao, whom he was thinking about, had just come out of the city gate of Yanyun Province. She had found craftsmen for the second shop. She would leave with a large group only after they started work and a supervisor was found.

"Miss, at this rate, we may only be able to come back next spring." Xue Huan sighed.

"I can't wait to go back earlier. Grandma must miss me a lot. I don't know if she has eaten well." Jiang Fubao leaned on Pan Erya's shoulder and gnawed on the hard jerky. This thing couldn't fill his stomach, it was just for a snack.

It's boring to ride in a carriage anyway, so eating is just a way to pass the time.

"I want to go back too. The place we live in outside is not as good as our house. The inn I stayed in these days always has a bad smell. I don't know if it's because the bedding hasn't been washed for a long time, but my body is itchy after sleeping there." While saying this, Xue Huan scratched her back.

Jiang Fubao also felt a little uncomfortable.

The inns here are not like modern ones, where beddings are changed after each guest.

They are only washed when they are dirty. Some are only washed once a year or half a year.

The superior rooms are slightly better, with laundry changed every half a month.

Jiang Fubao could only try his best not to think about it, otherwise he would not be able to sleep at all.

When she stayed in an inn, she dressed warmly for fear that her skin would touch the bedding.

Xue Huan is right, the outside world will never be as good as home.

It was still the most comfortable place to sleep in her room. The weather was getting colder. At this time, if she lit a charcoal stove at home, roasted some dried persimmons and small potatoes, and had a pot of sweet hot milk tea, she could read a storybook and sit by the charcoal stove to keep warm. It would definitely be very comfortable.


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