Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

Li Haitang thought that he could keep it secret, so he delayed it until he got to the capital.

What you should know, you will know sooner or later, if you know one day later, at least for this period of time, you can still live easily.

She took everything for granted, ignoring the enthusiasm of the people in this era to gossip, but Xiangli passed by the lobby of the inn and heard people talking about the Kyoto tragedy.

If the storyteller in the teahouse didn't say anything, everyone would really not know about it, and there were some who knew about the dismemberment case, but they didn't know the details.

When Xiangli heard Yang Xu's name, from the Northland, she panicked immediately.

"Little lady, we're not storytellers, we're just listening in. I don't know the details. If you want to hear the story, you can go to the teahouse. It's also lively at night."

A well-meaning person told Cui Xiangli that she thought so, and took Mrs. Wang to the teahouse with a heart.

The storyteller was still the one in the afternoon, took a short rest, and repeated what he said in the afternoon.

The case in Yangshu Village was absolutely true, and there was not much water added in the process. Therefore, Xiangli was a little convinced by the storyteller, and she couldn't help being a little more concerned when she heard about Songhe Academy in Kyoto.

When Li Haitang saw Xiangli, she was lying on the bed with a pale complexion, while Mrs. Wang was sitting beside her wiping her tears.

"Mrs. Xiao, what should I do!"

Mrs. Wang also lost her mind. It's really that her young lady's life is hard. After her wife is gone, the young lady's life becomes more and more difficult. With a father who wants to exchange his daughter for money, the master and servant are forced to go far away. They thought they could go to the Yang family, anyway. There is a home.

"I watched Brother Xu grow up, he is a good boy, how could such a thing happen!"

Wang Pozi couldn't make a sound, looked at Xiangli, her face was ashen, and felt that there was no hope for the master and servant.

All the previous motivation was gone, and this body was exhausted as if it had been hollowed out.

"Xiangli is fine, but she is overly worried and frightened."

In the midst of great joy and sorrow, people are stimulated, and finally become stupid. Li Haitang didn't expect Xiangli to know so quickly. She pricked the acupuncture point with silver needles to stabilize her pulse.

"However, this old slave doesn't know how to persuade Miss."

Before, Mrs. Wang grasped Xiangli's psychology and mentioned that Yang Xu was in the capital, which made Xiangli think about it, but now it is not the case, the thought is gone.

Comparing my heart to my heart, if she was my young lady, she probably wouldn't be able to survive.

While the two were talking, Xiangli opened her eyes and glanced blankly at Mrs. Wang, "Nurse, I just had a nightmare, dreaming that Brother Yang is gone."

Not only Yang Xu, but even his aunt and uncle were also foolish and insane, picking up unwanted food on the streets of Kyoto, it was extremely miserable.

"Miss…"

Mrs. Wang blinked, but the tears still flowed uncontrollably. What should her lady do in the future? What hope is there?

"Sister Haitang, this is all fake, right? Brother Yang has passed the examination as a scholar. He is well-learned and has a bright future. How could he be gone?"

Xiangli pursed her lips, resisted to sit up, and she dreamed that Brother Yang's face was full of learning, and his head was floating, which is impossible!

Subconsciously, Xiangli was escaping, she didn't want to believe what she heard, but she knew that Yang Xu's life was more dangerous than good.

Li Haitang sighed, Yang Xu was indeed dead, this cannot be undone, the key is whether the murderer who killed him was caught or not.

For this reason, she specifically asked the storyteller, but the storyteller said that he did not know the specific details.

What will happen to such a big case in the end? Even though the secrets of the Du family were announced to the public, Du Ruohe came from a noble family anyway, and Chen Chun's family was not ordinary.

The two companies are in partnership. In order to make money, it is not easy to find a substitute for the dead ghost?

Daqi's laws are only for the poor and wealthy, who cares about this? If someone is killed, there will naturally be servants to help take the blame, at worst, give some money to take care of the other party's family.

Money can turn ghosts around.

Li Haitang remained silent, while Xiangli went from having a little hope to slowly feeling hopeless.

"Xiangli, good fortune makes people, some natural disasters and man-made disasters are unavoidable." Now that she knows this, she doesn't have to hide it. Seeing Xiangli's expression of lovelessness, Li Haitang added some strong medicine, "You also say, Yang Xu's parents are good to you, now that he died tragically in a foreign land, the two elders are heartbroken, just such an only son, if you come to the capital, you can also take care of them and spend more time with them

. "

In a word, when it comes to the point, Xiangli cheers up again, feeling that she has a burden on her shoulders and has the responsibility to take care of Yang Xu's parents.

The matter came to an end. During the few days in Yucheng, during the day, it was so hot that people didn't have the strength to speak. As soon as they walked out of the room, they immediately broke out in sweat.

In the small courtyard of the inn, there is a well. A woman comes to fetch water on weekdays, but now she waters the flowers and plants every day.

In the evening, Li Haitang sat under the grape trellis to enjoy the cool, eating iced watermelon, feeling that it would be good to continue like this, she even wanted to throw everything away and live a leisurely life.

Wufu carried the water, frowned and said, "Madam, do you think there is something in the well of the inn, such as a corpse, otherwise why would it be bubbling?"

"puff…"

Li Haitang spat out a mouthful of water and looked down at the herbal tea in the bowl. The water was still drawn from the well of the inn. If there is a corpse...

She thought about it, and then reprimanded, "Wu Fu, what a brain you have, you talk nonsense every day."

The family has been going to listen to murder cases recently, and the maid and mother-in-law are all talking about it.

"It's true, the well in the yard didn't have much water in the morning, and it's almost overflowing now!"

Wu Fu pulled his wife to insist on letting the well prove that he was not lying. It was muddy, tumbling, and bubbling. There must be water ghosts in it, otherwise why did it suddenly happen?

"Go, go and see!"

Li Haitang put down the watermelon in his hand, went to the well with Wu Fu, and then remained silent for a long time.

The weather has been abnormal recently, combined with well water, these are not water ghosts and monsters, but the precursors of earthquakes.

The earthquake caused Dilong to stand up in Daqi, and the people were in awe of it.

Now she has grasped the signs of Dilong turning around, but she has no way to tell people, because not only will the people not believe her, but they have to treat her as a big fool.

Thinking of the earthquake in the 21st century, how many people died, and she couldn't predict that there would be an earthquake in the next few years, and what magnitude it would be.

Nosy, do you care?

The house cannot be lived in, so Li Haitang decided to build a shed in the yard first, no matter what, to prevent problems before they happen.

She asked Wufu to inform Xiangli and Mrs. Wang that they lived on the second floor of the inn, which must be more dangerous than the ground floor. Once the house collapsed, people might not be able to rescue them.

"Dilong turned over?" Xiangli trembled, and then thought, it would be great if more people knew about it, and I can't just sit and watch others remain in the dark!