Lu Kairui and Yuan Zhenghao's homes have been searched, but not many of them have been found, because they have paid tribute to Wu Qiansi all year round.

"Jin Twenty, you take someone and go and sort out all the things that were confiscated from Lu Kairui and Yuan Zhenghao's house. In particular, account books and the like should be searched carefully to see if there is anything suspicious. ”

Jin Twenty is best at settling accounts, and his weapon is also an iron abacus, which can be attacked and defended, and can also be used as a secret messenger.

Naturally, this work had to be entrusted to him.

As for Di Ying herself, she is out of time.

Someone came to report the crime.

No, to be precise, this person turned himself in, and he surrendered for homicide, so he had to ask Master Di to surrender in person.

……

Time goes back to half a year ago.

That is, the sixth day of the lunar month in the twenty-second year of the Great Xia calendar.

The bitter cold wind blew between the heavens and the earth, as if it wanted to take away the last bit of warmth in the world.

Heavy snow also fell all night.

When I got up early in the morning and looked at the thick layer of snow that had accumulated on the ground, the older generation laughed, and the younger generation laughed too.

The older generation thinks: next year will usher in another bumper year;

What about the younger generation?

Snowball fights, snowman building, snowball rolling...... There's a lot to do.

In the Hang family of Luozhou, Funing County, and Xiaxi Village, the five-year-old girl Hang Ziyan was dug out of the quilt by her mother, and as soon as she was warmly dressed, she lay on the window, looking at the crystal white world outside through the window paper that could not be seen clearly, and suddenly came to her senses.

After washing, he hastily took a few bites of food, and kept making noise about going out to play, and let his 15-year-old brother go out with him.

"Brother, brother, good brother~~"

The little girl with soft skin, cute ice and snow, like an angel, blinking her big watery eyes, shaking her round little head, and holding a double bun, said softly and smiled cutely.

"My brother is going to play with me, okay? You help me build a big snowman, and I'll comb her hair and dress her, okay, okay......"

The white and tender little hands grabbed the hem of his brother's clothes, swaying and shaking.

shook Hang Zixuan to the extreme.

He picked up his sister and pinched her round little face, and was about to nod in agreement.

But my father said on the side: "It's too cold outside, so don't go out if it's freezing carefully." I'm going to the county town in a while, and I'm going to deliver goods to Boss Ma's inn, good girl, you and your mother are obediently at home, warm and warm, Dad and your brother will go back as soon as they go, you have to let him help Daddy, don't you? ”

When Hang Ziyan heard this, he immediately hung his head. The bright light in a pair of big black grape-like eyes dimmed. also puffed out his cheeks to make his round face more rounded.

It didn't show her anger, but it was even more cute and coquettish.

Brother Hang Zixuan, wanted to pinch his sister's face again, but he was afraid that he would really make his sister anxious, so he squatted in front of his sister and patiently coaxed him.

My sister is actually sensible, she knows that her brother has to help her father do things, so that their family can be fed and clothed, so although she is a little depressed, she is just puffing out her cheeks, but she is not noisy.

was coaxed by his brother again, and he ran happily around the house, and naughtily pulled his mother's long hair, and the laughter like silver bells soon spread all over the small courtyard of the farmhouse.

It wasn't until my father and brother picked up the home-brewed wine and went out that the little Hang Ziyan followed him to the gate of the courtyard with his little short legs, wrapped like a zongzi, and blinked his father and brother with big eyes.

"Brother, don't forget to bring me a sugar gourd. You have to take care of your father, you have to eat meat buns, big meat buns, your body will be warm after eating, the snow is slippery, you have to go early and return early......"

A small man with a big heart.

I can't laugh at Hang Zixuan, and I can't spoil it.

He turned back and waved at his sister, telling her to hurry back into the house.

The younger sister ran back to the courtyard, pulled the courtyard door again, stretched out her little head, and waved at him vigorously.

After Hang Zixuan waved his hand twice, he straightened the burden on his shoulders, followed his father's footsteps, and walked towards the county seat with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

His family is in the wine business, or to put it simply: his family's winemaking skills are good, and they come from their ancestors.

In my father's generation, although the population withered, the wine business became better.

Hang Zixuan studied in the county, and when he was free, he would help his father carry the wine and deliver goods to the taverns in the county.

Hang's father led the way while telling his son: "Follow my footprints, let's rather slow than fall." ”

Hang Zixuan responded with a smile.

That's how my father is, that's how he behaves, and that's how he trades. He was never greedy, preferring to sell less and make less money while ensuring the quality of the drinks.

"Dad, why don't you take more orders? Then our family can move to the county or the state city, and my sister can follow me to read and write. ”

When Father Hang heard the question, he glanced in the direction of the county and state, and then replied: "You can't chew too much if you are greedy." Our family will make wine for my father and your mother, and if we can't do more, it will ruin the reputation of our wine, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Don't worry, wait for another two years, save enough money, and let your sister go to school. Those who don't move don't care, and it's more peaceful to live in the village. ”

Hearing this, Hang Zixuan nodded frequently.

Although he lives in the village and has a hard time delivering wine every time he delivers wine, the village is peaceful and peaceful, and Hang Zixuan himself likes it.

And Hang Zijing, after seeing the figures of his father and brother disappear, reluctantly retracted his little head.

With a small mouth of cherry pink, she looked at the swept ground in her yard, and then looked at the crystal clear snow outside, but she couldn't hold back, so she squatted at the gate of the courtyard, waiting for her brother to bring her back with sugar gourds, and at the same time pinched up a snowball and built a little snowman by herself.

After playing for a while, I felt that my hands were cold, so I put them to my mouth and warmed my eyes, and I saw a big brother in the village coming back from outside the village.

He glanced over his head and then withdrew his gaze.

Both my father and my brother said that the big brother was not a good person, and she couldn't say hello to each other.

Feeling that his hands were warmer, Zijing lowered his head and continued to play with himself.

Feeling that the big brother walked over, Ziyan turned his small body again, turned his back to that side, and reached out to pick up the top and cleanest white snow.

Suddenly, I heard the "creaking" sound of stepping on the snow behind me, and the sound was still very urgent, and someone was running so fast that he was running towards him.

Ziyan looked back in surprise.