"Which one?"

Yang Huazhong shouted loudly.

The dark figure paused for a moment, turned his head and glanced towards them. When he saw the people and lights here, the dark figure ran away.

He disappeared in a flash, causing the dogs of the villagers in that location to bark wildly.

Yang Huazhong wanted to give chase, but Blacksmith Luo stopped him and said, "Don't go, don't go. I don't know what the situation is. I'm afraid it might be dangerous if I go!"

Yang Huazhong was very worried, "I'm afraid it's a thief. Even if I were to chase him, my legs and feet wouldn't be able to catch up."

Blacksmith Luo said: "Previously, there were disasters everywhere in the first half of the year. The harvest in the second half of the year is not good. Seeing that there is no reserve for the winter in the second half of the year, some people with evil intentions come out to steal."

"Let's go get the kids home safely first, and later we'll beat the gong and wander around the streets to remind everyone to pay attention to the doors and windows."

Yang Huazhong thought quickly and felt that this was the only way to go.

As an upright person, he couldn't just sit back and ignore someone acting suspiciously when he encountered someone wandering around the village. "Okay, let's go get the kids back as soon as possible!"

Previously, Blacksmith Luo had some speculations that he was too embarrassed to tell Yang Huazhong.

Maybe the shadow man is not stealing people's money, but is out to steal people.

Don't underestimate the villagers in these villages. Men and women work together in the fields every day, go up to the mountains to chop firewood, and are not afraid to joke about meat and vegetables.

As time goes by, it is inevitable that some bad things will happen, which is annoying to the eyes.

Rather than confronting everyone and making it difficult for everyone, it is better to take it slow, don't push so hard, and give a warning later.

The two of them sped up and rushed to the door of Jiang's second room. Sun and the others just happened to come out with their babies in their arms. Jiang Xianjun walked in front, holding a windproof lantern in his hand to lead the way.

Seeing Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang arriving, Sun and the others hurriedly talked to Jiang Xianjun and told him not to send it away. Someone from home picked it up and asked him to go back to the house to accompany Zheng Xiaoqin and his wife.

Yang Huazhong and others also came over to thank Jiang Xianjun for this, and told Jiang Xianjun to check the doors and windows at night. On the way here, they met a suspicious person who was probably a petty thief.

Everyone became nervous when they heard this. Sun and Wang Cuilian were instinctively afraid of thieves.

I always felt that that kind of person didn't look like a real person, but a weird existence who didn't know what he was going to do that was unexpected, so at that moment the hairs on the backs of both women stood up.

The first thing that came to Jiang Xianjun's mind was the things in the warehouse at home. Those things were sent by the Luo family and the Yang family.

He calculated that the food and other things could sustain them for a month or two!

There are so many eggs, a few live chickens and ducks, enough for Zheng Xiaoqin to have a beautiful confinement.

So Jiang Xianjun followed the Sun family's advice and walked to the courtyard door without leaving. After watching them leave, he quickly closed the courtyard door and went to the warehouse to close all the doors and windows of the warehouse and put bolts inside the windows.

, the door is locked outside.

There is an extra iron chain underneath the lock.

When he finished all this and returned to the house, Zheng Xiaoqin was sitting on the bed holding her daughter and continuing to feed her.

Ever since she drank the old hen soup, Zheng Xiaoqin's whole body was like a river, overflowing with water!

After feeding the little twins earlier, she felt bloated again soon after and had to pick her up and feed her to sleep.

Seeing Jiang Xianjun nervously closing the windows, cabinets and doors after entering the house, Zheng Xiaoqin looked confused and found it funny at the same time.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Xianjun said: "Beware of thieves."

Zheng Xiaoqin couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Oh my god, we don't have a mountain of gold and silver. When a thief comes, are we afraid that he won't be able to carry away the rusty iron pot in the kitchen?"

Jiang Xianjun continued to tinker, responding to Zheng Xiaoqin's teasing: "It's true, when Uncle Luo and the others came over earlier, they bumped into Tou'er on the road."

"Although our family doesn't have gold or silver, we still have some rice, flour and food. Those are life-saving rations."

When she heard that there was really a thief, Zheng Xiaoqin's expression changed several times, and she looked around nervously.

"Xianjun, come up and sleep when you're done. I'm afraid."

"Well, I'll go check it out in the yard again and see if there are any omissions."

Soon Jiang Xianjun returned to the house, hastily washed his feet and went to bed. At this time, the sound of the clock was heard outside, followed by Yang Huazhong's shouts.

Zheng Xiaoqin and Jiang Xianjun listened carefully. Yang Huazhong's message was to tell everyone to pay attention to doors and windows, and to be careful of fire and candles.

"Uncle Yang Sanbo is really a responsible and upright person." Zheng Xiaoqin said softly while lying in Jiang Xianjun's arms.

Jiang Xianjun remained silent.

When Zheng Xiaoqin saw that Jiang Xianjun was silent, she raised her head and looked at him. Seeing his tense face and displeased eyes, Zheng Xiaoqin suddenly thought of something.

She hurriedly sat up, looked at him with some anxiety, and carefully explained: "I, I didn't mean to praise them in front of you, I was..."

"You're just telling the truth." Jiang Xianjun interrupted Zheng Xiaoqin and turned to look at her, his eyes returning to peace.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not annoying you, because no matter it's Uncle Luo or Uncle Yang, they are all very upright and responsible people."

"The relationship between our two families has always been very good in the past, and I respect them very much in my heart. However, as long as I think of my mother, I can't bring myself to get close to them. It's like there is a wall between them that I can't cross.

past."

So it’s okay to be awkward to get along with.

Zheng Xiaoqin also thought of her mother-in-law, who was still in jail. She was originally waiting for the queen to be interrogated, but because of the flood, the county government delayed her, and she is still in jail.

"Xianjun, when I am out of confinement, let's take the baby with us and go to the county prison to visit the prison, and let the mother-in-law see her granddaughter." Zheng Xiaoqin suggested again cautiously.

Jiang Xianjun thought for a while and felt a little moved.

But he didn’t fully agree, he just said: “Let’s talk about it then!”

"It depends on the baby's condition and whether God will thunder or rain."

Poor people can't just get cold in the rain, because you are poor and you can't afford to get sick or get medicine.

You have to save your limited money to survive, otherwise you will starve to death.

The sound of the watch and shouts outside gradually faded away. Jiang Xianjun patted Zheng Xiaoqin's shoulder and said, "It's getting late. Go to sleep. You have to feed the little twins in the next few days!"

Zheng Xiaoqin was really exhausted, and soon fell asleep in Jiang Xianjun's arms.

Jiang Xianjun covered her with a quilt, and then he gently turned over and went to urinate. When he came back, he passed by the cradle and checked whether the daughter's quilt was well covered. The big handkerchief covering the top of the cradle was there.

Will you cover your child's mouth and nose while blocking the wind?

After everything was checked and everything was in order, I went back to bed.

I lay back on the bed, still thinking about the things in the warehouse, and couldn't sleep for a long time.

There are some things he hides in his heart that he dare not say, and he is afraid of being poked in the back by people saying he has no sense of right and wrong.

Compared with the thank-you gifts of rice, wheat flour and other things in the warehouse, what he wanted most deep down in his heart was something else...

He wants his mother back and his family to be reunited.

Even though her mother killed her father by mistake, and even though she was burdened with guilt, she was his mother after all. He was still willing to provide for her and let her die a healthy life instead of being imprisoned in a prison that never saw the light of day.
Chapter completed!