It’s my fault

"Them?" Jiang Youquan was dumbfounded.

Mianmian quickly defended, "I didn't use a lot of force, they poured it themselves."

Mianmian swore that she really didn't use a lot of force. At most, she could make them feel pain without knocking them unconscious.

Jiang Tingxiu squatted next to a person and checked, "It's none of your business, he's just hungry."

Jiang Youquan: "There seems to be something wrong with Fourth Brother and these people. Ordinary people have long been afraid when they see officials. But they know that we are officials. Why do they want to kill us instead?"

Although they were on guard against them at first, they didn't want to kill them. At most, they just wanted to make some money. But when they found out that the fourth brother was an official, the murderous intent in their eyes was too obvious.

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Jiang Jixun also felt that there was a problem here, and his expression suddenly became much more serious.

Finally, the group was all tied up.

"Sir, spare your life, spare your life. We don't dare to do it anymore. We are forced to have no choice. Please be merciful and let us go."

Jiang Jixun looked at them with sinister eyes.

The three children were startled by his sudden expression of sinister aura, and they all took two steps back.

"Fourth uncle, this is so scary!" Mianmian said, touching her heart.

Jiang Xuanlin nodded: "No wonder the fourth uncle hasn't married yet. What little girl wouldn't be afraid to see him like this?"

"What do you know? The reason why my fourth uncle did not marry a wife is because he has not yet enlightened himself."

"Then how can we get enlightened?" Mianmian asked curiously.

Jiang Muyan was embarrassed, his face turned red, "How do I know?"

"You don't even know what to say."

What Jiang Xuanlin dislikes the most is Master Jiang Muyanxue's tone, "It's just that you don't even know what to say."

Jiang Muyan choked and was too lazy to pay attention to the two of them.

"Fourth brother, I think it's almost dark now. Why don't we camp out here and leave the interrogation to you," Jiang Youquan said.

Jiang Jixun nodded, "Separate them according to age first."

Jiang Youquan was puzzled: "Why is this?"

"Separate for questioning."

Soon, these people were separated.

Two children were tied together individually.

"Sir, please have mercy and let the child go."

"Sir, the children are innocent, please let them go."

"Sir, they don't know anything. If you have anything, come to me."

"..."

The group of people who originally shared the same hatred suddenly became stunned when they saw the two children tied up.

Jiang Jixun ignored them and walked straight towards the two children.

When Jiang Muyan saw his fifth uncle setting up camp, he said disgustedly: "Why don't you go into the city while it's dark? They are all bandits anyway. It's better to hand them over to the local government. If time goes by, wouldn't it lead to complications?"

What Jiang Muyan dislikes the most is camping in the wild. Every time there are a lot of small bugs and there is an unpleasant smell, nothing is as comfortable as a bed in an inn.

Unlike him, Mianmian likes to sleep outside.

"Didn't you see that they were frightened as soon as they heard that the fourth uncle was an official? It must be because the local government had hurt them. The fourth uncle is an official of Dali Temple, and he has the responsibility to investigate the matter."

Mr. Mo looked at his little apprentice in surprise. Is she really only five years old?

Mr. Mo suppressed the excitement in his heart and said: "We are new here. If we rashly hand over these people to the government, it will be a question whether it will be Jiang Jixun's turn to interrogate. If there is really a problem with the government, do you think they will hand over these people to the government?"

Can you survive?"

Jiang Xuanlin was the first to answer: "I will definitely not survive."

Jiang Jixun also preferred to interrogate himself.

Originally, he planned to go to Jiangling County first, record what happened here, and then report it later, but now it seems that it is no longer possible.

Mianmian knew that Jiang Jixun was going to interrogate a case, so she immediately took out paper and pen from her small backpack, and stayed aside to prepare notes.

Mr. Mo's eyebrows twitched and he looked at his little apprentice with satisfaction.

Jiang Jixun: "..."

Forget it, if Mianmian wants to remember it, let her remember it.

Mianmian was even more happy when she saw that her fourth uncle had no objection, and followed her fourth uncle to the two little brothers.

Before Jiang Jixun could speak, the two children seemed to be frightened and fainted.

"Let go of the child, let go of the child!"

"What's the point of bullying a child if something is coming at us?"

"My poor grandson, please be kind and let them go. They are the fire seeds of our Liu family!"

Jiang Jixun touched the foreheads of the two children and said, "They are just fainting from hunger. Bring me two steamed buns."

Jiang Muyan took the steamed buns and said, "Fourth uncle gives them."

"Go and get two more bowls of water."

Jiang Xuanlin was about to pour water, but Mianmian had already brought the water, "Fourth uncle will give it to you."

Jiang Jixun glanced at her approvingly.

He soaked the steamed buns in water and then fed them to the two children bit by bit.

"Mianmian, how do you know that steamed buns need to be soaked in water?"

Mianmian's nose became sore, "When I was in the palace, there was a young lady who didn't eat for several days. The nun gave her a steamed bun, and she died after eating it. Later, my mother told Mianmian that she was hungry.

People who have been aged for a long time cannot eat steamed buns directly, they need to be soaked in water before they can be eaten."

Before she finished speaking, Mianmian's tears were already flowing out, "My mother used to soak steamed buns in water for Mianmian to eat."

The three Jiang family brothers clenched their fists tightly.

I regret why I didn’t discover the existence of mother and daughter earlier.

Jiang Xuanlin took Mianmian's hand and said, "Sister, as long as I'm here, I won't let you go hungry. You can eat as many steamed buns as you want."

Jiang Muyan said nothing and silently took out the pastries from his purse.

Mianmian stopped crying immediately when she saw the cakes.

Jiang Jixun breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that the two children couldn't ask anything, he walked towards the group of people with the steamed buns.

These people's eyes turned green when they saw the steamed buns, and they couldn't stop swallowing.

"Do you want to eat steamed buns? If you want to eat, you can answer whatever I ask, and if you answer, you can eat steamed buns."

"Uncle, what are you asking? We will all answer honestly."

Jiang Jixun began to ask questions.

Mianmian quickly took paper and pen and dragged a small wooden stake over and sat down.

Jiang Xuanlin and Jiang Muyan also ran over to join in the fun.

"First of all, what are your names? What is your relationship?"

"My name is Liu Quande, these are my cousins, and the two children next to me are my grandson and grandnephew. We are all members of the Liu clan."

Jiang Jixun asked: "Are you locals?"

Liu Quande hesitated for a moment before nodding, "Yes."

Mianmian wrote the words Liu Quande on the paper, almost filling up a piece of paper.
Chapter completed!