Zhao Jianzhong took his son Zhao Yongbo and grandson Zhao Jiafei out of prison, but he didn't have the heart to go to Ye Qingzhou again.

A group of them hurriedly set up an ox cart and kept whipping their hands to rush to Zhaojia Village.

Village.

A group of villagers who had seen Wang Hongxia's tragic situation yesterday evening were discussing something in full swing, and they saw Zhao Yongbo and his son, who were also riding in an ox cart with a blue nose and swollen face.

When everyone saw such a scene, they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts - retribution.

Only a few people stepped forward to help and asked what was going on.

Zhao Yongbo has a family of five, three of whom were injured, leaving two children of seven or eight years old, running around the house.

Zhao Jianzhong looked at the scene in front of him, and was bored in his heart, so he walked out of the door with a pat on his buttocks, squatting in the yard and smoking a cigarette pouch.

Along the way just now, Zhao Jianzhong had already heard the ins and outs of what happened to them yesterday from his grandson Zhao Jiafei.

It stands to reason that although the crime of "kidnapping tickets" can be large or small.

However, his second son and second daughter-in-law have already stated that they are voluntarily tied up to find their mother Ye Qingzhou to plead guilty, and it stands to reason that the officials should not make it too difficult for them.

The more Zhao Jianzhong thought about it, the more he felt that this matter was too strange.

Especially, when he thought of the fact that he was inexplicably removed from his post by the government a few days ago, and the attitude of the officials in the yamen towards him has also changed from being kind and polite to treating him coldly now.

Zhao Jianzhong thought about it, but felt that among them, it must be Ye Qingzhou's mother-in-law's ghost!

In order to see that she touched the nail and touched the moldy head, realized that she Ye Qingzhou was good, and then asked her to apologize and ask for revocation and departure.

The more Zhao Jianzhong thought about it, the more he felt that he had guessed right.

He knocked the half-smoked old smoke pot in his hand directly to the stone slab under his feet, Huo Ran got up and went straight to the house of the chief security officer Zhao Jiande.

As for what happened to Zhao Yongbo's family, Ye Qingzhou, who didn't know or cared, didn't have any spare time to share with Zhao Jianzhong, his ex-husband.

Because, she is busy in the back garden of the Dou family, looking for a suitable place to plant the fruit trees she has cultivated.

Whether it is a delicate camellia that is extremely demanding on the living environment and hard to find, or a flower and tree that likes to be damp and easy to dry up, or a stump that has long since died, after Ye Qingzhou's pair of jujube bark-like big hands trimmed, it is guaranteed that within half a day, there will be signs of vitality.

This opened the eyes of countless maids and servants up and down the Dou Mansion, and called the old lady who was just recognized by their master as a living Bodhisattva.

Dou Yuanliang looked at Ye Qingzhou, who had never really enjoyed a day of happiness since he was invited to his home, and his eyes were full of distress in addition to shock, "I can be regarded as seeing your ability to 'bring the dead back to life' of those plants and trees." ”

"However, if you want to be busy with something, I will directly give you twenty servants and maids, and you will command them to work, okay?" Dou Yuanliang sent a cup of tea that had been dried to seven or eight minutes hot and sent it to Ye Qingzhou.

The degree of intimacy and carefulness is a little more familiar than that of his own son Zhao Yonghai.

"The little maid and the maid are not easy to do farm work." Although Ye Qingzhou rejected Dou Yuanliang's proposal, he also had other plans, "It's better to lend me those temporarily empty fields on your Zhuangzi for a month or two, and I will hire some people to help you grow some melons, fruits and vegetables." ”

In this case, if other people heard it, they would definitely laugh at Ye Qingzhou for being honest.

But Dou Yuanliang, who had seen Ye Qingzhou's ability to call Ye Qingzhou a "living bodhisattva" and could bring all kinds of plants back to life, directly ordered someone to use a sedan chair to carry Ye Qingzhou to the Zhuangzi with the most fertile soil.

"Let's change to a Zhuangzi with a normal harvest that is not very good." Ye Qingzhou didn't want to live up to the results of the other tenants' hard work for a year, so he directly picked the worst field under the name of the Dou family.

Before Ye Qingzhou and his party arrived at Zhuangzi, many people who had received the news in advance greeted them and hurriedly greeted and saluted.

Ye Qingzhou, who never liked these red tapes, immediately waved his hand at everyone, and said to the steward in front of him who was like a swarthy hill: "Take me to the field first." ”

The steward named Niu Dazhuang hurriedly led the way in front, I don't know if he was in a hurry or too hard, and the beads of sweat the size of the beans on his head were pouring down, like a small rainfall scene.

When Ye Qingzhou saw the barren land where a few weeds occasionally grew in the ash flutter, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, which had been expressionless, "Okay!" Very good! ”

It's just that Ye Qingzhou's smile and the words in her mouth made Niu Dazhuang, the already trembling steward on the side, instantly kneel down in fright.