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Chapter 96 Daddy got ginseng soil

"Daddy is not a bad guy, I'm going to beat them!" Zhao Heng hugged A Bao, but A Bao kept flopping around, trying to get down to the ground and go back to beat them.

The little carrot head who was usually timid could be so brave at this time and was willing to fight for himself. Zhao Heng curled his lips and carried her into the yard.

In the yard, Mrs. Song and Old Yao Wang suddenly looked towards Zhao Heng. Ms. Song asked worriedly: "Ah Heng, has this matter been resolved?"

"We've taken care of it, Auntie, don't worry." When Zhao Heng said this, his tone was gentle even though he didn't realize it.

"That's good, that's good." Mrs. Song nodded.

"Dad, let's go out and fight!" Abao got off the ground, pulled Zhao Heng and walked out. The two little ones on his head were also very energetic.

"Your dad is fine, don't worry." Wang Chunniang stopped the little guy and touched his head.

"You, my little girl, are really looking after you." The old Yao Wang sat aside and said with a sour tone.

Zhao Heng gave a rare smile, raised his eyebrows and said, "Indeed."

In the past, everyone called him a crazy general, saying that he was murderous and ignored the suffering of the people. At that time, only Chun Niang had been with him since childhood. Now, he also has children.

"Godfather! Godmother!" Yang Dabao rushed in from the outside. He shouted twice perfunctorily, and then handed the big goose egg he had been holding in his arms to A Bao.

Abao shook his head: "My father said it. Don't eat... don't eat food that comes from outside."

"I know, the food I brought means that I chew it before feeding it to you, but I didn't touch the goose egg, so you can eat it."

Listening to the conversation between these two illiterate people, Zhao Heng snorted lightly.

Yang Dabao handed the goose egg to A Bao, then sat down by himself, reached out and gently pulled Wang Chunniang's sleeve, and asked: "Godmother, can I stay at your house for one night today?" Just sleep in the same bed as Jiang Ting."

"Of course, but you have to ask Atingtong if he agrees. Furthermore, do your parents know that you will stay here at night?" Wang Chunniang asked with a smile.

Regardless of Jiang Ting's objection, Yang Dabao reached out and put his arm around Jiang Ting's shoulder. He nodded: "I know, they have already set off for my grandma's house. My grandma said that people in their village have recently gone to the mountains to hunt for treasures." , saying there are many valuable things buried in that mountain!"

"It's strange." Lin Xiang also spoke: "I just went out to buy tofu, and I heard someone say that someone in Daxi Village dug a porcelain vase on the mountain, took it to the county town and sold it, and it actually sold for five taels of silver. , so during the slack time in farming, everyone goes to the mountains to dig for treasures.”

"Is there a tomb on the mountain in Daxi Village?" Old Medicine King murmured and guessed: "Is that porcelain bottle something that was buried with him?"

Mrs. Song nodded: "Don't tell me, it's really possible!"

After saying this, Mrs. Song immediately saw Abao standing aside, his shoes were torn again.

"A Bao, come to Grandma Yao." Mrs. Song waved to A Bao, who grinned and ran over immediately.

"Chun Niang, where did you buy the clothes A Bao is wearing? Why do I see so many threads?" Mrs. Song took off A Bao's shoes and let A Bao sit on her lap. She held a pair of small scissors to A Bao. Treasure thread cutting.She has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder and can't bear to see so many threads...

Wang Chunniang became speechless, and finally said in a muffled voice: "I made it for A Bao."

Mrs. Song gave her a funny look: "What a skill you have."

Abao lowered her head and looked at her chubby toes coming out of the shoe holes. She moved her toes and said to Ms. Song: "Grandma Yao, my mother made the shoes too. Abao is very good today." , not running around."

Abao's implication is: It's not her fault that the shoes are broken, it's because of the poor quality...

Wang Chunniang quickly covered A Bao's mouth to stop her from speaking.While the family was talking and laughing, there were noisy sounds from time to time on the street outside. Yang Dabao and A Bao rushed to the door of the courtyard to take a look, and saw that the second grade of junior high school was taken away by the old widower again. , and Jiao Li was following behind. As for the scholar, it seemed that nothing had happened, as if the person who was taken away by the old widower was not her daughter.

The news spread quickly, and in the afternoon, the county government master came again.

At that time, A Bao, Yang Dabao and Jiang Ting were sleeping on the mat in the yard. The three children were side by side, each covered with a small blanket.

"Madam, are you here?" The master knew how to look. He nodded to Wang Chunniang. When he said this, he handed the two bags of things in his hand to Wang Chunniang: "Last time I came here, I saw the baby's body. If you have a red rash, these two pieces of cloth are very suitable for making summer clothes for them."

For a moment, Wang Chunniang had to sigh, this master is really a person who can judge the situation very well.

Zhao Heng was lying on the recliner reading a book at this time. When he heard the movement, he raised his eyes and looked over. The master had already approached and asked in a very natural tone: "I wish you a good recovery from your eye disease."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Heng asked, without any emotion in his voice.

"The county magistrate sent me here to tell you that Lin Chuer has been taken into custody, and the slander will be cleared up soon." The master said truthfully.

"I'm afraid that when there is a message from Minister Li, your master will let her go again." Zhao Heng raised his eyes and looked at the master: "I never like the wallflower."

When the master heard this, he immediately said: "Absolutely not."

According to what the county magistrate said, Minister Li had to kneel down when he saw Mr. Zhao.

Which one is light and which one is heavy? The superiority and inferiority are revealed immediately.

When Zhao Heng heard this, he just smiled and said nothing more.

Seeing this, the master also automatically ignored the topic, and then said to Zhao Heng: "I have one more thing to tell you today."

"There are eight out of ten chances that there are ancient tombs on the mountain in Daxi Village. The prefect will send people there. If the scale is large, there are eight out of ten chances. Nine out of ten cases will alarm the capital. The magistrate asked me to tell you in advance." Master Then he continued.

This news coincides with what Yang Dabao said.

Zhao Heng reached out and knocked on the table and asked expressionlessly: "Why did he ask you to tell me this?"

"You want me to guard against people coming from the capital?"

The master shook his head and handed a letter to Zhao Heng: "Sir, the people from the county government have found an opening in the ancient tomb. This is the location map. The county magistrate asked me to give it to you. Whatever is inside, It’s up to you.”

"Wait until the day when you, the county magistrate, can handle all this, come and talk to me about this again." Zhao Heng declined.

It was clear that someone from the prefect was coming, and he wanted to send him the blueprints. The county magistrate was a little bit deceitful at this time.

Seeing that there was no way he could explain it, the master finally bent down and handed a long list to Zhao Heng.

"Sir, this is the list of items we got from it. Do you want to take a look?"

Zhao Heng took the order and his eyes fell on the three words in the middle for a long time.

"Ginseng soil..."

(End of this chapter)