The first rays of sunshine in the morning just swept the earth, the farmers in Tianli got up early, ready to start their work, yesterday's heavy rain completely moistened the dry land, the cracks have been infected by the rain, look at the past, the four fields are full of spring!

As farmers, the fields are their treasures, and now the spring rain has rained nectar, which means that the drought has passed, and it is another year of spring planting, the fields can be planted with grain, and the farmers are very happy, and every family gets up early and begins to take care of the fields, fantasizing that there will be a good harvest this year.

As soon as the day dawned, a mother had already gotten up, the first thing she got up was to check whether the copper under the pillow was still there, this is Qiaoqiao sold for money, a full ten, Qingming spent five hundred Wen and nine five, every time she saw this money, she would think of Qiaoqiao's figure, the more she thought about it, the more she liked it, she always felt that Qiaoqiao was a burden, her own poverty was because of one more Qiaoqiao, she used to think that if there was one less Qiaoqiao, this family might be better.

Now because of this ten yuan, her thoughts have completely changed, and sometimes she looks at Xiaozhu and fantasizes about how good it would be if he was also a girl, and he could sell it to the Wang family for a good price, so that her family would be comparable to Lizheng's family.

Yiniang counted three times one by one to make sure that a copper is not a lot, then slowly locked the small box, patted the pillow on it, left the room satisfied, and prepared to make a fire to cook.

Before the meal was cooked, Xiaozhu had already gotten up, and he was also very satisfied with this son Yiniang, who was only ten years old and would help his father work in the field, and today he would follow his father to work in the field.

Xiaozhu shook in the kitchen, and saw that the meal was not cooked, so he went to the backyard to play, and not long after, he hurried to the kitchen, raised a crumpled piece of paper in his hand and shouted: "Mother, I picked up a piece of oiled paper with words written on it from the yard, I don't know what is written in it, but I recognize Qiaomei's name, who put it in our yard, why is there Qiaomei's name, is it related to Qiaomei?"

Yiniang took the oil paper, looked at it suspiciously, couldn't understand what was written in it, only recognized a few places were Qiaoqiao's name, frowned and thought about it, and suddenly said to herself in surprise while pacing: "It must have been sent by the Wang family, Qiaoqiao is a maid in the Wang family, maybe Qiaoqiao was taken by a young man from the Wang family, and the Wang family came to ask himself what it means to be a parent?"

Yiniang fantasized about Qiaoqiao meeting a good boy in the Wang family, even if this kid was a servant of the Wang family, she was very happy, compared with this village or Linli, she really had a lot of face, and the life of the Wang family's servants was better than herself...... Thinking about this family business, and then thinking about the gift money, Yiniang began to think about how to slaughter a good sum of money from the servants of the Wang family......

The wife walked in from the outside, his hoe had not been put down, Yiniang couldn't wait to tell him his conjecture, Guo Han glanced at it a few times and handed the oil paper to Yiniang and said: "Look for Lizheng to see, we can read and write in Tianli."

Yiniang's rice was not cooked, a family of three rushed out of the house with a different mood to Lizheng's house, Li Zheng looked at the oil paper face getting worse and worse, when he told Yiniang and others, they were stunned after listening to it, Guo Han sat directly on the ground, he really couldn't believe that this would be a fact.

Xiao Zhu stared at the oil paper, his eyes were empty, he still thought that one day he would make enough money to redeem Qiao Mei, ten money, as long as the harvest is good, it can rise enough in five years, at that time, Qiao Mei was just the age of marriage, redeem her and marry a good son...... But now...... Xiaozhu didn't dare to think about it, he didn't know how he left the Lizheng family.

On the way home, Yiniang kept muttering "light the sky lantern ......" and "the cash cow ......is gone", and the torture of lighting the sky lantern was only heard from the elders, and she really didn't expect that this kind of torture that was completely unrelated to herself was actually used on her own daughter.

She was still fantasizing about the scene when her daughter got married, and at this moment her heart was as cold as a dead person, lifeless, and she thought that Qiaoqiao would be the cash cow of her life, but she expected that the tree would fall before she could shake enough copper coins...... She was unwilling!

As soon as he arrived home, Guo Han took out the ox cart, brought tools, and called Xiaozhu, and the father and son hurried to the ancestral tomb of the Wang family on an empty stomach.

Yiniang didn't have the heart to cook, but she had the heart to dress herself up, she took out the best clothes she wore during the New Year, put them on slowly, and then smeared a layer of rouge, which was comparable to a brothel woman, and took a careful photo in front of the bronze mirror, showing a satisfied smile.

Lock her room, a mother walked inside and out, walked a little tired, complained about what his wife was messing with, and he didn't do anything serious and got the ox cart away. On the way, he met the villagers in Tongli, he was about to go to Chang'an, and Yiniang sat on it happily, and the man asked her suspiciously why her daughter was made into a sky lantern and had the heart to dress up so gorgeously.

"That's why I want to dress up better, after all, it's not a casual thing to go to a big family to ask for bereavement pay and compensation......

"It's really a loss of money." Although the fellow thought so, he didn't say so, what kind of person Xiaozhu is and the whole people in the whole village know......

When Yiniang was dressed up and was riding someone else's ox cart into the city, Xiaozhu and his father had arrived at the ancestral tomb of the Wang family, and when they arrived here, they didn't look much for it and recognized that the wax lamp that fell there in front of the tomb was Qiaoqiao, and the father hugged Qiaomei tightly with tears in his eyes, Xiaozhu held a piece of wax tightly, and his eyes were full of murderous intent when he stared at the ancestral tomb of the Wang family.

Xiaozhu's eyes had no tears in his eyes, and he seemed to be calm, but his anger was burning, but he knew that now was not the time to vent his anger, so he didn't immediately pick up a hoe and vent his anger on the ancestral grave of the Wang family.

Helped his father to sit aside, and used a firewood knife to remove a large piece of wax, retaining the innermost layer, and having a wax model to protect Qiao Mei should be able to retain her vitality for a certain amount of time.

It didn't take long for Qiao Mei's figure to show in front of her, Xiao Zhu looked at this figure, as if she saw Qiao Mei lying there quietly, if it weren't for her frightened look, now she looked like she was asleep.

There was no time to be sad, he carried Qiao Mei down the mountain with his father, put Qiao Mei in the car, his father had recovered from his sadness, he took off his coat and covered Qiao Mei's whole person, Xiaozhu sat next to Qiao Mei, holding the handlebar with one hand, and supporting Qiao Mei with the other hand, he was worried that Qiao Mei would slide down in the bumps.

The old cow also seemed to feel sadness, and walked very fast on all fours, and it thought that no one could stop its pace, and it thought that others were also infected by this wound like it, but it was wrong, and the two armored and sword-wielding guards in front of it were not infected at all, and they blocked the gate of the city and did not let them enter...... These two goods are ruthless masters, looking at the two old cows in front of the horizontal knife block, he thought.