Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

You can't buy such a girl right away, otherwise you have to worry about it. Li Haitang's discipline will definitely not be as easy as the professional Mrs. Jing.

"I want a girl around ten years old, plus two or three women who are better at cooking."

Li Haitang stated his requirements. If there is a boy, a smart one, or a teenager, as long as the seedlings are good, the price can be negotiated.

But she must explain that as long as she has an upright character, those with too many eyes and big ideas will definitely not be able to enter her house.

"Madam, there is a mother and daughter together, what do you want?"

Mrs. Jing was worried. There was a family where the woman gave birth to four daughters. Because she could not give birth to sons, she was kicked out of the house by her husband's family.

There was a woman with four daughters. Her parents had died a long time ago. She built a shack by herself. Mrs. Jing agreed with her that she would bring them back tomorrow.

"The old lady has been doing this for half her life and has never seen anyone suffering. But her little girl is only three years old. She must not be able to make a living. If she goes to the master's house like this, the master will dislike it."

Mrs. Jing was helpless, as the woman wanted, she and her three daughters were able to work. The little girl was raised by Mrs. Jing, and the wages she got back were enough to support her.

"It's okay to have a little girl, she can stay with my bean bag."

There is nothing Li Haitang can't accept. As he said, everything depends on character.

"My old lady guarantees that he has a good character."

The woman did her work neatly, and every family in the village would hire someone to take care of their weddings and weddings.

The woman was kicked out of her home, and the villagers helped build the shack. When she went there, many villagers approached her and expressed their hope that the woman could be sold to a kind-hearted family.

This year's drought has made life in their village difficult. No one can spare any extra money, so they can only help out a little.

"If you don't ask for anything else, it would be better if you are quick, diligent, responsible, and have some skills. I don't need to separate them as mother and daughter."

Li Haitang continued her explanation. She gave Mrs. Jing a deposit of one hundred taels of silver and asked her to discipline her first. She estimated that it was enough and sent someone to Zhuangzi in the southern suburbs of her home.

Boys are not easy to find, and boys are preferred over girls. Unless life is really difficult, no one will be willing to sell the incense at home.

Mrs. Jing is also in urgent need of people here, so she has to help find them slowly.

"A family of several people is fine."

It was too late, so Li Haitang didn't say much. By the time he returned to Zhuangzi, it was already late at night.

Xiao Lingchuan had just entered the house, and the couple made cold shredded chicken noodles together, with some chili peppers and green vegetables in it, and chatted while eating.

Regarding the Yang Xu case, there is no direct evidence. Everything depends on logical reasoning, but logical reasoning must also be based on facts, not imagination.

Before the couple could rest, Bai Guo stood at the door and hesitated for a long time before deciding to talk to his wife.

The shaking figure was reflected on the Korean paper. Li Haitang took a deep breath and asked, "Ging Guo, what's wrong?"

"Madam, Miss Xiangli has just come back. She is covered in scars. Mrs. Wang is wiping her tears and won't say what happened."

Ginkgo neither advances nor retreats.

They have been together for more than a month. Xiangli is soft-tempered, kind-hearted, and has no airs at all.

Mrs. Wang's cooking was delicious, and she was very harmonious after being exposed to her on weekdays. That's why Ging Guo couldn't bear it and came over to inform her.

"What's going on here?"

Li Haitang had just finished washing and hurriedly took the medical kit to Xiangli's yard.

In the yard, Grandma Yu was persuading, but Mrs. Wang didn't say anything, just wiping her tears.

Li Haitang walked in and saw Xiangli lying on the bed, her eyes blank and staring straight at the ceiling.

She lifted the thin quilt and saw that under Xiangli's clothes, her body was covered with alternating bruises and bruises.

Xiangli just lay there, like a pool of stagnant water, not crying or making trouble.

"Mrs. Wang, why is Xiangli like this?"

I went out for a trip and came back covered with scars. It looked like I had been abused. There were patrols in Kyoto at night and the security was pretty good. Nothing bad should happen.

"Woooo..."

Mrs. Wang didn't expect to disturb Li Haitang. She hesitated for a moment and finally told her the reason.

Xiangli has been visiting Yang Xu's parents almost every day recently, and she sincerely treats them as parents.

She kept saying that Yang Xu died unjustly and wanted to help file a complaint.

But tonight, Yang Xu's parents didn't know why they were crazy, so they grabbed Xiangli, pinched her, and beat her like crazy dogs.

Mrs. Wang was immediately frightened. By the time she stepped forward to pull him away, Xiangli had been beaten until her nose was bruised and her face was swollen, and her mouth was bleeding.

She didn't understand. The master and servant were obviously doing each other good, so why would Yang Xu's father and mother take action? Moreover, she also scolded Xiangli as a broom star who defeated her mother and Yang Xu. What does this have to do with Xiangli?

"Our young lady has been living peacefully in the North, waiting to get married. Who would have thought that Yang Xu went to Kyoto Academy, studied for a few days, and had an affair with a girl from his classmate. After she died, our young lady still had to help. It’s really a crime to clean up the mess!”

From beginning to end, Xiangli was very innocent and became a punching bag for no reason.

Xiangli didn't want to argue with Yang Xu's parents. After all, she was heartbroken, so she didn't say a word.

"In this case, I won't hide it from you."

Li Haitang asked Wufu to fetch hot water, wipe Xiangli's body, apply blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing ointment, and order some hot soup noodles by the way.

"Yang Xu's best friend is called Zhuang Ke'er. She is several months pregnant now. The child in her belly may be Yang Xu's."

Not only that, the attitude of Yang Xu's parents made it very likely that they knew about the existence of this child.

"What?"

Mrs. Wang was shocked. She already had children. This... this is too...

"What's even more exciting is that the murderer is not Du Ruohe or Chen Chun. I saw them both."

Li Haitang took out the pamphlet and told all the clues and details on it.

Xiangli was lying on the bed and moved. Could it be that the murderer was someone else?

"Exactly, it's probably Zhuang Mu."

Li Haitang reasoned that the strange attitude of Yang Xu's parents was because they were afraid that things would get serious and end badly.

Perhaps, the two of them have already known who the real murderer is. "Is it possible that Zhuang Mu threatened the two of them with the child in Zhuang Ke's belly?"

Anyway, Yang Xu is dead. This is an unchangeable fact. If his parents have a grandson, they will focus all their attention on Zhuang Ke's belly.

People cannot be resurrected after death, but if they leave descendants, the Yang family will not be cut off.

"Why did Zhuang Mu kill someone and cut their bodies into pieces?" After Xiangli was shocked, his mind began to think. By the way, he might have discovered that Yang Xu and his sister had done something outrageous and had a grudge, so when he got excited, he Kill people.