All the questions that should be asked were asked, and Lingyin left a hundred taels of silver, turned around and walked out of the house.

Standing on the roof of Mrs. Zhou's house, Lingyin looked at the location of your family in the dark.

If Mrs. Zhou is smart, listens to her, and leaves quietly with Ah Niu, she may be able to survive.

If she kills herself, she can't help it.

Gui Yi and Yun Niang's whereabouts are unknown, and there are currently two groups of people eyeing that family.

What could she do to protect that family?

Lingyin sighed lightly, knowing that the tree behind your house was hiding from the person Feng Lan had arranged to monitor, she still jumped towards the courtyard.

......

"Childe, your little boy is back."

After Lingyin's figure entered her room and there was no movement in the house, Liu Feng hurried back to report to Feng Lan.

"He's finally back—"

Feng Lan's heart seemed to be finally steady, but it was inexplicably uncomfortable.

Where did he go? What did you do again?

Do these things have anything to do with you? Is it harmful or beneficial to him?

"Go back and keep staring!"

Liu Feng, who looked puzzled, turned around and left.

He seems to have heard endless resentment from his son-in-law's voice of 'he's finally back'?

The sky was bright, and Lingyin had seen Yun Niang, Gui Yi, Gui Zi'an, Gui Ziyin and Bamboo.

Then he went out and prepared a generous gift to meet the nobleman.

"Fifth uncle, my father and I have not been at home in the past few years, and my mother, second brother and Xiaoyin have been able to live safely until now, thanks to the protection of you and your clan."

Looking at the heavy gift placed on the table, the nobleman's long goatee trembled unconsciously.

However, he still tried his best to control his joy, and patted Lingyin's shoulder with a loving face.

"Hey, you kid, you look like a good person, now that you and your father are back, your family's life should be better."

From Zhao Yongping's eyes when he looked at this child, he knew that the cultivation of Qi Honghua would definitely make a lot of money.

It seems that in the past few years, listening to his son is right.

Gui Yongshun, the son of the noble chief, heard the spiritual sound coming and rushed back from outside.

After Lingyin met this forty-year-old grandfather Shun, she said what she meant.

"You mean to ask someone to help build a house for your family? Still pay for everyone's work? ”

Lingyin nodded at the noble chief and Gui Yongshun, who was questioning.

"The situation of our family, the fifth uncle and Grandpa Shun both know that if we don't build a house, when the rainy season in autumn comes, the house will not be able to live in it."

Lingyin's tone paused, and her face was filled with gratitude and guilt.

"I also want to thank the clansmen for their help to our family in the past few years, but I don't know how to repay everyone, so I thought that I would have to hire someone to repair the house anyway, so if I asked everyone to help me build a house, I would give everyone more wages."

"Pay more?"

"Well, I heard that the salary for someone to build a house in the town is 20 wen a day, so I plan to give everyone a salary of 30 wen a day."

"Thirty Wen?" The noble chief exclaimed.

"Then how many people are you going to invite, who should you invite, and who should you not invite?"

Gui Yongshun looked at Lingyin thoughtfully, and inexplicably saw something more special from this young man's body than Gui Yi, who suddenly came back back then.

Something similar to that mysterious Prince Chu.

"Grandpa Shun, I'm not satisfied with you, I have to ask you and my fifth uncle to help me get an idea about this."

Lingyin's tone paused, and her face was filled with sadness and confusion.

"I should have asked my grandfather, second uncle, and third uncle to help me in this matter, but—"