The scar man got the letter of guarantee written by Song Xiaohe, smiled with satisfaction, and left with someone, not forgetting to threaten before leaving, "Song Xiaohe, I'll wait for you to go over and deliver the silver in three months, if you don't go...... Hum! ”

Song Xiaohe raised her face calmly, Song Mu could see the weirdness, she didn't know, this group of people was obviously prepared, and what they wanted was this guarantee, but now the only way is to write this thing to save the fire in front of them, and return the silver as soon as possible in three months!

"Since I wrote a letter of commitment, I won't break the rules!"

The scar man left with his subordinates satisfied, and Song Xiaohe immediately stepped forward to bolt the courtyard door. Looking at the fence and courtyard wall that couldn't stop people at all, Song Xiaohe decided to wait for the money to be earned, and first to repair the house!

This will be her home from now on!

That's right, she decided to stay, since she arrived at the body of the original owner, it can be regarded as fate, she can't watch this family of women and children being forced to die!

Just as Song Xiaohe turned around and went back to the house, Yu Guang inadvertently swept outside, and he didn't know what he saw, and his pupils shrank slightly.

Under the big tree not far from the Song family, there was a person with a strange aura!

It didn't rain, but the man was dressed in a dark coat and a huge straw hat on his head, which tightly covered his face, and the man just stood there motionless, like a carefully woven scarecrow! There is no life in the body, it is lifeless! At that glance just now, Song Xiaohe almost thought that the scarecrow had become a fine!

Song Xiaohe couldn't help the discomfort in her heart, and was about to take a closer look at Dingqing, when the "scarecrow" may have noticed her gaze and turned away!

"What the hell during the day! The straw can still be refined! ”

Song Xiaohe muttered and ran towards the house quickly!

Mother Song was wailing in despair in the house, and when she saw Song Xiaohe, she cried even more, "Xiaohe, why are you writing that thing, where are we going to prepare five hundred taels of silver for them!" Your father, a sinister worker, is dead, and he doesn't want us to live in peace! This is to force our mothers to death! ”

"Xiao He, why are you so ignorant! You can do what you say and do such a big decision, if they force it again, the mother will simply die in front of them, I think they dare to ask for it! ”

"Mother," Song Xiaohe sat beside Song's mother, looking at the younger siblings who were tired of crying and had fallen asleep on the table, "If you die, will you give up our sister and brother?" I dare to say, if you go to look for a short time, the next day you will see our three sisters and brothers underground, without a father and a mother, what kind of home is it? It's a big deal, our family is going to reunite underground. Anyway, the group of people couldn't let us go. ”

When Mother Song heard this, she couldn't help crying anymore, and her tears wet Song Xiaohe's shoulders.

"But...... But that's five hundred taels! ”

Mother Song said in despair, she got five hundred taels in three months, it was a fool's dream! Her life is not worth five hundred taels.

"Believe me, I will scrape together five hundred taels of silver in three months."

Song Xiaohe clenched Song's hand, a confident smile rose at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were shining brightly, looking at Song Xiaohe's appearance, Song's mother nodded in a ghostly manner.

For some reason, she felt ...... My eldest daughter seems to have become different from before.

At night, Song Mu and the others had already fallen asleep.

Song Xiaohe didn't feel sleepy, she took out a cloth bag from her personal pocket and squeezed it tightly in her hand.

The cold moonlight penetrated through the window and covered Song Xiaohe's body, coated with a soft layer of silver white.

Song Xiaohe closed her eyes and muttered a few words silently, and at this moment her body noticed subtle and strange changes. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself trapped in a huge light curtain, as bright as day, surrounded by a thick fog that completely obscured her vision, ethereal but not weird.

"Welcome home, your servant No. 9 is at your service, I hope you have a pleasant home."