Black Lotus is reborn. Hush! Just lie down and be quiet.

"It's a good medicine. It will definitely make her obedient!"

Yang Hongjie strongly agreed, this method was exactly what he wanted.

Mother Yang glanced at them angrily and stopped objecting.

But she planned to leave Xia Qingqing to her eldest son, so the old man had no choice but to forget about it.

The three people each had their own ulterior motives and looked at the red light at the door of the operating room with gloomy faces. The operation was not over yet.

"He Qian refuses to confess, what should we do with those things?" Yang's mother asked in a low voice.

"Go to the He family and ask for it!"

Old man Yang's voice was grim. He was determined to get those treasures back, no matter what means he used.

Yang's mother was relieved. She had confidence in her husband. Over the years, there was nothing her husband could not accomplish. The house, the shop, and all the treasures in the family were all obtained by her husband without any effort.

Xia Qingqing slept well in the space all night. When it was dawn, the alley was very lively. The Yang family had not returned yet. After washing up, Xia Qingqing went to the entrance of the alley to have breakfast.

"Xiao Xia, what happened in your family last night? I seemed to see Yang Hongting go to the hospital as well?" someone asked loudly.

"I do not know anything."

Xia Qingqing was like a frightened deer, with a panicked look and fearful eyes. Although she said she didn't know, her expression told her so much.

"I'm going to have breakfast."

Xia Qingqing started running as if there was a ghost chasing her.

Her actions gave the neighbors a lot of imagination and stimulated their thinking.

"No, that's not right. The Yang family's affairs are not that simple."

The person who was speaking was a man wearing glasses who was lighting a stove. He was regarded as the Sherlock Holmes of the alley and his favorite thing to do was reasoning.

"I realized something was wrong last night. He Qian is already four months pregnant. How could she have a miscarriage from a simple fall? When my wife was four months pregnant, she fell off a bicycle and was fine. If the inner tube wasn't seated firmly at three months, it's possible."

The other man is the hindsight man in the alley. No matter what happens, he always acts as if he knows the truth.

"Xiao Xia was so scared, which means He Qian didn't fall by herself. She was most likely beaten." Holmes deduced.

"Who hit me?"

Everyone gathered around and was very interested.

"I originally thought it was Yang Hongjie, but it's more likely to be Yang Hongting. The sister-in-law and the sister-in-law had a fight, Yang Hongting beat He Qian to abort, and He Qian broke Yang Hongting's head. Neither of them is a good person!"

What Holmes said made sense and everyone nodded, thinking that this should be the truth.

"Yang Hongting is ugly and has a bad temper. No wonder she can't get married!"

"He Qian is not a good person either. They are the same!"

"No matter how bad it is, she is still a pregnant woman. Yang Hongting was too cruel. The Yang family members were watching and didn't try to stop her. She is Yang's own flesh and blood. They are really cruel."

"No wonder Xiao Xia is so scared. How is she going to live in the future if she is so timid?"

Everyone felt very sympathetic towards Xia Qingqing, thinking that she was a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth and had a bleak future.

The neighbors sighed a few times and then went about their own business. After breakfast, some went to school, some went to work. Everyone was very busy. However, the news that the Yang family's sisters-in-law fought with each other, the sister-in-law broke her head, and the sister-in-law had an abortion spread in the nearby alleys in just one morning.

As a result, Yang Hongting's already bad reputation became even worse. Even widowers and old bachelors did not dare to propose marriage to her. After all, it was okay for a woman to be ugly or crippled, but she had to have good character. Yang Hongting was so vicious that they had no chance to serve her.

Xia Qingqing hid in the corner and heard the neighbors' discussions clearly. The effect was better than she expected. They were really a group of lovely and smart neighbors. When all the members of the Yang family died, she treated everyone to a sumptuous tofu meal to show her gratitude.

There are three breakfast stalls at the entrance of the alley. One is run by an old lady selling rice balls, one is selling steamed dumplings, pot stickers, and soy milk, and the other is selling duck vermicelli soup. White hot steam is coming out of the three stalls, and customers are queuing in groups of three or four. Business is good.

"Grandma, one rice ball, less rice, fried dough sticks and pickled mustard greens, and a fried egg!"

Xia Qingqing went to the rice ball stall first and ordered a deluxe version of rice ball. She was rich now!

[Grandma is a name for older women, similar to auntie and grandma]

"Okay, I'll give you some meat floss, two corners!"

The auntie's stall is very clean, and she keeps it tidy too. Her face is full of smiles, and she speaks in a pleasant manner. She is very skillful in making rice balls. She has had her stall in the alley for two years, and her business has always been good.

Rice ball

Xia Qingqing took the rice ball, handed the auntie two dimes, ran to the next stall, and called out, "Boss lady, give me a bowl of salty soy milk and four pan-fried dumplings. Eat here."

"almost done!"

This stall is run by a couple, who open it before dawn. Although it is hard work, the profit is still good. In her previous life, after Xia Qingqing was released from prison, she went to look for the couple's stall, but it turned out that they no longer had a stall and had opened a chain restaurant.

"Xiao Xia, can you finish it?"

The proprietress came over with a bowl of salty soy milk and a plate of fried dumplings and asked with a smile.

Fried dumpling

“Pack up if you can’t finish it!”

Xia Qingqing handed her a dollar, and the proprietress gave her fifty cents in change and went to greet other customers.

After taking a sip of hot salty soy milk and taking a bite of the rice ball, Xia Qingqing sighed with satisfaction. Salty soy milk is really versatile and goes well with anything. And it has to be local salty soy milk, otherwise it will not be authentic if it is from other places.

She finished her salty soy milk and rice balls, and packed up four dumplings to bring back for Master Ba.

Salted soy milk

"Xiao Xia, are your mother-in-law and her family the ones getting off the bus?"

Several neighbors in the alley were also having breakfast. They saw Old Man Yang and his two companions getting off the bus. Yang Hongting was not there as she had to stay in the hospital for observation.

The three members of the Yang family all had gloomy faces, especially Yang's mother, who had a dead look on her face and her triangular eyes seemed to be filled with poison.

"How are your He Qian and Hong Ting?" a neighbor asked with concern.

"The child has fallen, oh!"

Old man Yang sighed and looked very painful, as did Yang Hongjie. Only Yang's mother failed to manage her expression and still had a sullen look on her face.

The neighbors said a few words of comfort but did not ask any more questions as they did not want to bring bad luck.

Xia Qingqing hid before they came over, looking scared. The neighbors were very understanding and deliberately blocked the Yang family's sight to prevent her from being discovered.

Xia Qingqing came out only after the Yang family had gone far away, and breathed a sigh of relief in fear.

"Xiao Xia, why are you so scared?" someone asked.

"I'm afraid of being beaten to death... Oh, I have something to do and I'm leaving first!"

Xia Qingqing blurted out, looked annoyed, and ran away in a panic, leaving behind a group of smart and associative neighbors.

"It was definitely aborted. Xiao Xia was so frightened that she became a scared bird. How pitiful!"

"The Yang family is so cruel that they can be so cruel even to their own grandson!"

"Humph, is there ever a day when Yang Guozhu doesn't have a black heart? How many people has he harmed over the years?"

The neighbors were talking about it and mentioned the bad things that Old Man Yang had done in the past. Xia Qingqing hid in the corner and listened. She came out after the neighbors had dispersed and wrote down the names of the people she had just heard, maybe they would come in handy in the future.

Xia Qingqing took a ride back to the village. She wanted to go to the mountain to dig up a beautiful flower that she had seen last time on the mountain. It was a yellow azalea that was in full bloom on a hillside. It was particularly beautiful.

This pot of flowers is the discharge gift she carefully prepared for He Qian!