Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

"But, but."

Zhu Xuanzhou's father gently covered his mouth, and then bowed and thanked everyone present for saving his only child.

The head of Banshan Village was also surprised. He didn't expect the county magistrate to send the second son's father.

"Okay, you can stay here with peace of mind. We have already discussed it. The village will take turns sending you pheasants and hares, one day per person. You don't have to worry about food."

This is the best way that the village chief can think of. In the past, there was a servant here, so it was okay for her to come alone and often deliver food. Now, the husband of the county magistrate is here, and it is not easy to move around too frequently. The whole village It would be best to let your husband take turns delivering food.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Zhu Xuanzhou's father was still bowing, and so was Zhu Xuanzhou. He still had the safety buckle he was going to give to Song Lingjia just now, and now it was put into his father's hand.

"Dad, look at this, Miss Song's family found it for me. Are you happy?"

"Happy, happy dad." He quickly put it away and thanked Song Tingran's family alone again.

The villagers carried the wind chime out of the woodshed, and the man no longer looked as domineering as before.

not dead.

He was given another drink of water, and without untying the rope on his body, he was directly carried into the carriage. The magistrate ordered the driver to take the man back to Ping'an Town and then let him go.

The head of Banshan Village gave the letter to Zhu Xuanzhou, "This is a letter from the county magistrate. I thought it would be better for you to keep it."

Zhu Xuanzhou took it and touched the envelope tremblingly. It clearly said that this letter was addressed to the village chief, not him.

He still held a trace of fantasy, unfolded it calmly, and held back the tears, but he couldn't control them yet.

All the content in it has been done by the village chief of Banshan Village just now. One is to send his father over, and the other is to take away the wind chime.

But what to do with the wind chime when he returns is not mentioned above, nor is it said how long he will stay here.

"Thank you, village chief." Zhu Xuanzhou said weakly. He looked very tired. The chirping of the birds in the cage next to him was much louder than his.

The young man who had made a lifelong engagement with Feng Ling did not come. Since the incident was revealed that day, he had not seen each other again and there was no news. Now it was his mother who came.

"Village chief, what should I do with the one in my family? Should I ask him to follow the wind chime, or something like that? Does the county magistrate have anything to say?"

"This is a personal family matter. How can the county magistrate take care of it? I think we should go with Feng Chime, otherwise we will not be able to marry again in the future." The village chief said.

The young man's mother didn't care about her face. She opened the door of the carriage and asked the wind chime: "Take him away. I don't care whether he is rich or dead in the future. I have committed sins in my previous life."

The wind chime didn't respond, but Mrs. Che was kind enough to help pull off the rag from her mouth.

She breathed greedily and drooled a lot, then closed her mouth tightly and enjoyed the tranquility of this moment.

"Speak!" Xiao Langjun's mother was already angry and embarrassed, but now that Feng Ling didn't even say a word, she was even more anxious.

"No, I'm just playing to pass the time. Who knew it was so easy to trick..."

The words were not loud, but due to the quietness, almost everyone who was close could hear them.

Xiao Langjun's mother slammed the car shut and left angrily, still yelling and cursing.

The coachman blocked Feng Ling's mouth again and walked to Zhu Xuanzhou, "Second Young Master, do you want me to bring it to the head of the family if you have something to say?"

"No, it's nothing. Be careful along the way."

"Hey, I'm leaving now."

The driver drove the carriage away and left the mountain village for the second time. Apparently he already knew the road.

"Zhou'er, let's go inside and have a rest. Dad thinks you don't look good."

"Ah."

Zhu Xuanzhou's father led Zhu Xuanzhou, one big and one small, into the house slowly.

The village chief of Banshan Village saw that the matter was resolved and the bad guys got their comeuppance. Zhu Xuanzhou also had a new person to take care of him, and this time it was someone who would definitely not cause problems, so he felt a lot more at ease.

"Then let's get on the carriage and go home." Song Tingran said goodbye to the village chief of Banshan Village, and then the family got on the carriage and left Banshan Village.

Sang Cheng looked at the rabbit-skin cloak in the carriage and said, "My wife, this princess is really thoughtful. It's going to be winter soon. It's just right for you. It will definitely keep you warm."

Chang Yuqiao: "Yes, and the pieces of rabbit skin are processed very well. Although the color is different, it looks good. I will deal with some details when I go back."

Shi Yan: "Huh? We still have rabbit fur scarves and hats at home. It's just right. Wearing all these when we go out will definitely be hot."

The husbands all talked about it, and they all thought that this rabbit fur cloak was very good.

Song Tingran touched it and found that it was indeed very good. It would take many rabbits to complete it. Wang Huiqiao really took out all the best things in the house.

In the carriage following behind were the Zaizai. Sang Cheng drove the carriage, accompanied by Wen Li.

The atmosphere here is a bit heavy, because Song Lingjia is unhappy. She has been depressed since she got on the carriage.

Song Leyu put his arms around Song Lingjia's shoulders to stabilize him, "Jiajia, you see the people in Banshan Village are so kind, including the village chief. I hope Xuanzhou will be fine."

Song Qingyi: "And it's great to have his father with him. Although he is not as wealthy as the county magistrate's house, at least he is at ease."

Shi Lean: "Yeah, Xiaoyi is right. Life depends on who you spend your time with, not where you spend it."

Song Lingjia suddenly remembered the night when he delivered chicken soup. Zhu Xuanzhou said that his wish was to reunite with his father as soon as possible. Now that he thought about it, it was also a disguised reunion.

Song Changyue shook Song Lingjia's arm, "Jiajia, Jiajia?" She was stunned.

"Huh? I'm fine, I'm fine. I just think this might be a good arrangement. Although the conditions are not as good as those in the county magistrate's house, he might be happy."

The Zaizai all agreed that Zhu Xuanzhou would have a good life in Banshan Village, and Song Lingjia was in a much better mood.

The next night, Song Tingran and his family got home. When they returned to Daniu Village, they felt that nothing had changed, but everything was new and they couldn't get enough of it.

Luo Mingyue, Gu Yan, and Li Zhuangzhuang all came to help clean up. The Song family was in full swing, everyone was busy with their own affairs.

"Miss Yu, you have worked hard on this journey, are you tired?" Gu Yan was at the door of Song Leyu's room with a soaked handkerchief in his hand.

"Gu Yan, come in. This time I went to the mountain village. I go hunting in the mountains every now and then. When I came back this time, I brought wild boar and pheasants, waiting for you to eat."