I was killed by domestic violence, and I went crazy with barrage

Chapter 276

Jiang Anning raised her eyebrows and waited for the person to continue.

"The county magistrate said that it is not a good idea to keep these people who have fled here for famine resettlement."

"I'm afraid there's no hope for Jiangjia Village."

"I wonder if Miss Jiang can be kind enough. I heard that she is building a new house recently, and the house and land deeds are written in someone else's name."

"The county magistrate wondered if Miss Jiang had sold the land."

Song Yubao imitated the county magistrate's expression very vividly, not quite like the appearance but similar in spirit.

He smiled amiably and continued, "But later I inquired and heard that this house was built by Miss Jiang herself and supervised by someone."

"The bricks, stones, and wood used to build the house were all carefully selected by Miss Jiang."

"The county magistrate wondered if Miss Jiang was selling the finished houses."

"If that's the case, why not sell all the wasteland nearby to Miss Jiang, and let her build new houses there and then sell them all."

"Even if the government pays half of the money and those who have fled here and haven't been resettled pay the other half, this matter can be considered a complete success."

"It's not good to let people suffer in the cold outside all the time, right?"

Song Yubao looked at Jiang Anning and asked tentatively, "I wonder what Miss Jiang thinks of the county magistrate's arrangement?"

He added: "This is really something that cannot be helped."

He praised Jiang Anning again and said a few compliments with a smile, "Last year, if it weren't for Miss Jiang's kindness and the fact that she spent a lot of money to buy enough charcoal, cotton clothes, quilts and other things to protect those people from the severe cold, I'm afraid..."

Song Yubao sighed, looking reluctant to say something unlucky, but he had to say, "I'm afraid many people will freeze to death."

This is true.

The winter in Jiang'an County is always extremely cold.

People often freeze to death on the roadside.

However, Jiang Anning was still somewhat surprised by Song Yubao's proposal.

"This idea..."

She paused and smiled, "I want to know how the government will pay for the other half? Will they use the money I used to buy the wasteland?"

Song Yubao laughed twice and touched his nose to hide his embarrassment.

"This... please don't bother Miss Jiang to worry about it."

"I believe that the county magistrate must have made a thorough arrangement before making this decision."

Jiang Anning smiled and said nothing.

Song Yubao was a little embarrassed, but he said with a stiff upper lip: "Miss Jiang, you can rest assured. This land is sold to you and it truly belongs to you. There will be absolutely no other unexpected things that will make you feel uncomfortable using this land."

"In this case, I naturally believe in Mr. Song and Mr. County Magistrate."

Jiang Anning didn't hesitate too much.

"Then please ask Lord Song to help run some errands and see how much wasteland we can acquire in the end and what price we can get."

"Once the size of the land is confirmed, there will be no delay in discussing other plans."

Song Yubao was slightly stunned.

Obviously, he didn't expect Jiang Anning to agree so readily.

When he came to his senses, he was overjoyed.

"Don't worry, Miss Jiang, I will definitely not let you down!"

He was so excited that he wanted to go back to the yamen immediately.

"Then I won't stay for long?"

Song Yubao asked tentatively, worried that Jiang Anning might have other plans.

Jiang Anning just made a gesture of invitation: "Please help yourself, sir."

Watched Song Yubao walk away.

Jiang Anning poured a cup of tea, held it in her hand, and let it cool down slowly.

After a while, Duan Qingshan sent the person back and stood respectfully opposite her.

"Lord."

Duan Qingshan grabbed his clothes nervously, his voice dry.

"Sent everyone away?"

Jiang Anning asked the question even though she knew the answer, which made Duan Qingshan even more nervous.

"Send, send away."

Jiang Anning said "hmm" lightly and remained silent for a long time.

Duan Qingshan kept swallowing his saliva, becoming even more nervous and at a loss as to what to do.

"Before, I asked you to keep an eye on Madam An's house."

"Did you find any results?"

Jiang Anning took a sip of the cold tea.

Duan Qingshan swallowed his saliva and said with gritted teeth: "I haven't found anything wrong yet."

He reached out and took the tea kettle that was warming on the charcoal stove next to him: "Master, the tea is cold. I will make you a hot cup."

Jiang Anning smiled and handed him the teacup.

"I want to investigate someone. At present, I only suspect that this person is related to Madam An. Maybe he is a maid in someone else's house."

"I only know his last name is Tian."

"It's possible there's a daughter."

Jiang An Ning paused for a moment and thought, "It's also possible that he has a closer relationship with Miss An."

"Close to Miss An?"

Duan Qingshan paused while pouring tea, but quickly put away his surprise and handed the hot tea to Jiang Anning.

Jiang Anning held the tea in her hand, looked at the man, and waited for his next words.

Duan Qingshan returned to his original position and stood up, then he spoke carefully: "When I was watching Miss An before, I found that she would go to a private house in the south of the city every month."

"After the people left, I pretended to be a merchant carrying a load and went to their homes to ask for water."

"They look like a kind family."

"Not much."

"He is also open and aboveboard, with nothing to hide or to hide."

Duan Qingshan frowned slightly: "However, that person doesn't seem to have a very good reputation among the neighbors."

"and……"

Duan Qingshan paused slightly, raised his head uncertainly, and looked at Jiang Anning.

"And what?"

Jiang Anning raised her eyebrows, wondering why the person suddenly stopped talking.

Duan Qingshan's expression became even more conflicted.

He answered the question irrelevantly: "My Lord, do you think that two people who are not related by blood can look very similar?"

Jiang Anning seemed to have guessed something.

"Do you think Miss An looks somewhat like the woman you found in the house in the south of the city?"

"It's not just a little bit, it's... they are almost cut from the same mold!"

Duan Qingshan said in a low voice: "However, as the old saying goes, a daughter resembles her father. Maybe... it's just a coincidence."

Jiang Anning seemed to be thinking about something.

"My daughter's father is just an old generation who has summed up his experience."

"It's like a blood test. It makes some sense, but it's not very accurate."

Duan Qingshan answered "yes" honestly and did not hesitate any more.

"Did you find anything else?" Jiang An Ning glanced at the person: "Does this woman have any contact with Madam An?"

Duan Qingshan shook his head: "I didn't find anyone having any contact with Madam An's residence."

Jiang Anning frowned slightly.

"You just said that this person looks very kind and open, but his reputation among the neighbors is not very good?"

"Yes."

"What's wrong with it specifically?"

Duan Qingshan shook his head: "As for the details, no one can explain it clearly."

"It's probably just that this family is not easy to get along with and is rather sarcastic."

"That's it?"

Jiang Anning frowned, feeling that such a statement was not very convincing, and even sounded more like the words of jealousy.

Duan Qingshan hummed softly.

"That's all... I also think that this kind of evaluation sounds a bit strange."

"However, since Miss An only goes to that house once a month, I didn't ask anyone to spend too much energy there."

"It also avoids alerting the enemy and causing unnecessary suspicion."

He seemed a little hesitant. Some words came to his lips, but he didn't know whether he should say them or not.

"Say whatever you want."

Jiang Anning glanced at him and asked, "Why are you hesitating so much?"

Duan Qingshan admitted his mistake in a low voice with an honest look on his face.

Then he mustered up the courage to ask, "Master, do you think there is something wrong with this woman? Do you need me to arrange for someone to keep an eye on her?"

Jiang Anning pondered for a long time and said slowly: "Not for now."

She thought for a moment and then asked, "Do you know when the next time the eldest daughter of the An family will visit this old woman?"

Duan Qingshan moved his fingers and thought about the time: "Probably... the day after tomorrow."

the day after tomorrow?

Jiang Anning frowned slightly: "Isn't it on the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"Why choose this day?"

Miss An was not at home to accompany Madam An during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but went to find another woman.

No matter who hears it, they will find it strange, right?

So...Mrs. An didn't mind at all and didn't even doubt anything?
According to Duan Qingshan, this woman looks very similar to Miss An.

It is suspected that they are mother and daughter.

Could it be that Mrs. An is also completely unaware of this?

Could it be that she was thinking in the wrong direction before?
Could it be that Mrs. An had already known that Miss An was not her biological daughter?

But it is very likely that someone else's child replaced him.

Perhaps, Mrs. An has no daughter at all?
If that's the case, things will be difficult.

"It is indeed the day after tomorrow."

Duan Qingshan said, "I heard that Madam An will hold a banquet on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, inviting the prominent ladies of Jiang'an County to go to the Taotie Tower to enjoy the moon, drink wine, and enjoy singing and dancing."

"In the city, the singing and dancing on the lake, the lanterns, the iron flower making, etc. in the past few days were all paid for by Madam An, who worked with the government to organize and purchase them."

Jiang An Ning frowned: "Since it's a banquet, Miss An won't attend?"

"This... I don't know."

Duan Qingshan said with a bit of embarrassment: "I just inferred based on the frequency of Miss An's visits to the house in the south of the city before, she will probably go there the day after tomorrow."

"But considering that Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, maybe she will change the time?"

He thought for a moment and asked, "How about we arrange a few more people to keep an eye on Miss An during this period of time?"

Jiang Anning thought about it for a moment and shook his head: "No rush for now."

"Help me first and send a visiting card to Madam An's residence."

"Then prepare the Mid-Autumn Festival gifts. In addition to the gifts for Aunt Fang, Sui Ran, and Elder Xiu'e, there should also be one for Madam An."

"Also, the county magistrate and Mr. Song, you must also prepare to go."

"As for those who helped build the houses, I see there is still some space in the other courtyard. Let them continue to build two new houses according to the standards of the two houses."

"Give them half a day off during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Remember to prepare generous gifts for the festival. In addition to food, clothing, and daily necessities, prepare two taels of silver."

"It's not too cold at this time of year. It's okay to sleep on the floor in the other courtyard. Just prepare some mosquito and insect repellent bags and incense."

"But when winter comes and the weather gets cold, it won't be good if you don't have a place to shelter from the wind and snow."

Jiang Anning glanced at Duan Qingshan and said, "We have to give these people a place to live."

Duan Qingshan felt guilty for no reason, lowered his head, and responded cautiously: "Yes, you are right."

He pursed his lips, seemed to want to say something several times, and hesitated, unable to speak out.

It was not until Jiang An Ning sent him away to do the work that he felt regretful for not speaking out directly.

Anfu.

"Mid-Autumn Festival is a time for family reunion. Why are you going out again? Can't you just stay at home and spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with me?"

Mrs. An felt increasingly uncomfortable as she looked at her daughter, who looked nothing like her and kept clamoring to go find her wet nurse on the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"How can I stay in the mansion to accompany you?"

Miss An's tone was soft and she had a bit of temper: "She was obviously accompanying you, listening to the gossips of the neighbors. She was either thinking about telling me about this family's marriage, or trying to find me a young master from a certain family."

"Where is the family reunion?"

"It's better to just fake a smile and socialize."

"I don't want it."

"I have already made an appointment with Aunt Tian. I will spend the Mid-Autumn Festival at her place. It will be quiet and peaceful!"

"You want to entertain guests or hold a banquet, it's all up to you!"

"Anyway, I don't like noisy atmospheres where there is no freedom at all."

"What's the fun in living like that?"

"During the Mid-Autumn Festival, we should enjoy the lanterns, cruise the lake, watch the street acrobatics, iron flower making and so on. That's the real fun."

"How is it like you?"

"When several people sit together, they can't eat with big mouthfuls, talk loudly, or even watch the fun for too long, so as not to delay replying."

"You say, can this still be fun?"

Miss An's words were very convincing and made sense in every way.

Even Mrs. Lian An couldn't find any fault with it after hearing it.

"Then you don't have to go find that old lady Tian..."

Mrs. An's face showed a little bit of worry. Secretly, she didn't want her daughter to have too much contact with that man named Tian.

"I'm only going this once."

Miss An gently pulled and shook Mrs. An's sleeve.

"Didn't you say that you would take me to Beijing this year to celebrate the New Year in the palace?"

"He also said that he might not be able to return to this place in the future."

"Before I leave, I must go see Aunt Tian and show my filial duty!"