Traveling through famine years, peasant girls hold space in their hands to store food

Chu Haochen stayed with Qing'er for a while, watching her drink a bowl of bird's nest porridge before she got up with relief and found an excuse to leave.

After he left, Lu Qingqing didn't take it seriously. She just told Biyun to guard the house while she went into the space.

What was planted in the space yesterday is ready to be harvested. At this rate, the shops in the town need to take a rest.

After thinking about these things, Lu Qingqing began to harvest the crops in the spiritual field, and she also used the grapes to make wine.

There were also several peach blossoms that were turned into the best peach blossom stuffing, and all of them were sent to the cellar of the small courtyard.

"By the way, these fruits can also be made into cans."

Lu Qingqing went ahead and made cans of ripe fruits one after another. Fortunately, there were still many clay pots in the space.

Just when she was busy, Bai Yan came, and that low roar seemed to remind her that it was time to rest.

Lu Qingqing stretched out her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead and slowly stood up.

"Bai Yan is here, follow the master to the pavilion to rest for a while."

Lu Qingqing supported Bai Yan's huge head and walked towards the pavilion. There were also fruits that had just been put away on the stone table in the pavilion.

She picked up a grape and looked at it. Looking at the crystal clear and plump fruit beads, a slight smile appeared on her lips, and she threw it into her mouth.

"Bai Yan, would you like to try it?"

As he spoke, he placed a bunch of grapes at Bai Yan's feet.

I saw it pulling it down with its paws, and then swallowed it in one bite.

"This is your main thing, don't you waste it at all?"

Bai Yan glanced at her, and then his head lay on the two overlapping front paws.

Lu Qingqing laughed. She always felt that Bai Yan had a sense of pantomime comedy.

The master and the servant just closed their eyes and meditated in the small courtyard for a long time.

Chu Haochen ordered Mo Si to investigate Qingli's affairs. Mo Si had been out for some time.

Mo Yi was currently analyzing the affairs of the guest house with his master.

"Master, could it be that that woman Qingli really did this? What did she want to do?"

Chu Haochen's face looked gloomy and terrifying at this time. Every time he managed to coax Qing'er, that woman would always look for trouble. Damn it.

"Isn't the miracle doctor back yet?"

When Mo heard his master's question, he frowned and shook his head.

The faint light in Chu Haochen's eyes made Mo Yi unable to guess what his master was thinking?

At this time, Mo Si happened to return to Zhuangzi.

When Mo Si knocked on the door, Mo Yi was startled and turned to look at his master.

"It seems that Mo Si is back, Master."

Chu Haochen nodded and motioned for him to open the door.

When Mo Yi and Mo Si came in, Chu Haochen leaned on the soft couch with his chin in his hands, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"This subordinate has met his master."

Mo Si knelt down on one knee, bent over and cupped his hands.

Chu Haochen waved his hand gently to signal him to get up and answer. Mo Si nodded lightly, stood up, and returned to his master. This time he went to the small village where Qingli lived before.

The villagers there said they didn't know why Qingli and his daughter left the village, and they didn't even know who they left with.

But when they found out, the Qing family was already empty.

Moreover, according to the villagers, Qingli's temperament is a bit unruly and brainless, and she was spoiled by the old man of the Qing family.

Every day she dreams of marrying into a rich family, which is known to everyone in the village.

Chu Haochen's face darkened when he heard the news about Mo Si's inquiry. It seemed that someone had deliberately erased some traces to prevent them from following the clues.

"Damn..."

Because the master was furious, the tea cup on the table was knocked to the ground by a palm. Mo Si quickly knelt down and said, "Please punish me, master."

Mo Yi closed his eyes and silently mourned for the sapphire tea cup in his heart. How many times was this already?

Chu Haochen glanced at him and said in a very calm voice, "Okay, this is none of your business."

Mo Si raised his lowered eyes to peek at his master's face. Mo Yikuang next to him gave him a wink and asked him to go away.

After realizing it, Mo Si stood up and stood next to Mo Yi and asked him in a low voice, what happened? Why do the corners of your eyes keep twitching?

Mo Yi frowned, his eyes gloomy, and he really wanted to step forward and kick him.

Chu Haochen didn't notice the two people's little moves, but he didn't have the intention to pay attention to them at this time.

At this time, Grandma Feng and Aunt Wang in the kitchen were talking about Chunli's death. It happened that Bao'er came jumping in. I don't know what this girl put in her mouth, but she still looked satisfied.

"Girl, what are you eating?"

Aunt Feng frowned slightly.

Bao'er took out two more pieces of maltose from his pocket and handed them to Aunt Feng and others, which made Aunt Feng even more surprised and asked her where they came from.

Knowing from Bao'er that it was Chunli who gave it to her, Nanny Feng was so frightened that she quickly reached out and dug into Bao'er's mouth, trying to pull out the candy.

"You damn girl, spit it out." Bao'er didn't know why, and she finally spat out the maltose in her mouth after being slapped on the buckle by Aunt Feng.

Looking at his grandmother's warm and angry eyes, Bao'er's mouth tightened.

Aunt Feng was really frightened. She pointed at Bao'er and told him about Chunli's death. Aunt Wang on the side put her arms around Bao'er and coaxed her softly.

Bao'er poked her head out of Aunt Wang's arms and said timidly to her grandmother. She just ate these maltose candies. Is she okay?

Aunt Feng and others also began to wonder, could it be that Chunli's death had nothing to do with the maltose?

Immediately, Grandma Feng handed all the work to Aunt Wang and the two, turned around, took Bao'er, took the maltose, and walked towards the master's yard.

Aunt Wang worriedly shouted at Nanny Feng from behind, not to scare the child.

At this time, Ziyue slowly walked into Zhuangzi, with a slight frown on her face and a stern look on her face, and walked towards the master's courtyard.

Ziyue, who had just walked into her master's room, heard the voice of Nanny Feng outside the door before she could reply to her master. Biyun stepped forward and opened the door, only to see Nanny Feng holding Bao'er's hand with a worried look on her face. Came in.

Bao'er's little face was still stained with tears.

"Master, this old slave has something to report."

As she spoke, Nanny Feng placed a bag of maltose on the table in front of her master.

Lu Qingqing put down the tea cup in her hand in confusion, raised her eyebrows and asked softly.

"Mommy, this is..."

Nanny Feng pulled Bao'er and was about to kneel down when she was stopped by Lu Qingqing.

Baoer lowered his head and sobbed, daring not to speak.

Aunt Feng stood up and told her master what had happened. After hearing this, Lu Qingqing frowned and asked Bao'er what Chunli had said to her at that time.

Bao'er looked at her embroidered shoes timidly, recalling what Chunli said to her.

At this time, Ziyue on the side said that she had just gone to the grocery store in the village. It was true that Chunli had bought maltose, but with Chunli's monthly money, it was impossible to afford these.

There should be some more candy bars in Bao'er's hand and those found in Chunli's room, but I don't know who has them.

"Ziyue, go check it out, especially Qingli."

Ziyue leaned forward and responded.

Bao'er raised her little face with tears in her eyes and asked, "Master, is Sister Chunli really dead?"

Lu Qingqing nodded slightly with a solemn expression.