Qin twisted the corner of her clothes tightly, her face pale. Yu'er was only five years old and weak, how could he bear the abuse
Seeing that Qin was wavering, Song took out a few silver coins from her bosom and said, "Sister-in-law, if you give me the book, I will not abuse Yu'er and will give you silver. With the silver, you can treat Qianqian's leg and prescribe medicine for Yunyun. How wonderful."
"Cough cough..." At this moment, Xia Yunyun coughed a few times.
Qin was heartbroken. Her three children were injured, sick, and one could be abused at any time.
"Sister-in-law, have you thought it through? With the money, you can treat Xia Yunyun." Song smiled and felt that she was about to succeed.
Qin gritted her teeth and said, "I didn't. I was suddenly kicked out by you and I couldn't take anything with me."
"But the book is not at home. I've already looked for it," said Mrs. Song.
Qin's eyes were filled with tears, and her voice was shrill: "Then it might have been taken away by my husband, or robbed by bandits."
Song looked at her for a while, believed her, and went home to tell Xia Dinghai about it.
Xia Dinghai said: "It's impossible. I searched your body and there was no book!"
"But Qin doesn't seem like someone who would lie. I threatened her with abusing Yu'er, and she was almost going crazy. If she had the book, she would definitely hand it over." Song frowned in surprise, "Could the book have been taken away by the third room?"
Xia Dinghai's face changed drastically.
Xia Dingfeng is a few years younger than him and is the most cunning among the brothers. It is possible that he has really gotten there first.
"I'll go find the third brother." Xia Dinghai stood up angrily and went to settle the score with the third brother.
The Xia family's house has a courtyard. The eldest son and the two elders live in the main house, while the third and second sons live in the east and west wings respectively. You can reach the house by walking a few steps through the middle courtyard.
Among the three brothers, Xia Dingfeng likes to be lazy and play tricks. At this moment, he is lying comfortably on the bed, letting his wife Yang massage his back.
Xia Dinghai felt that it was offensive when he entered, and asked angrily, "Old Third, did you take the book away?"
"What book?" Xia Dingfeng asked lazily.
"My elder brother wrote the book 'Techniques of Tile Burning'."
Upon hearing this, Xia Dingfeng immediately sat up and asked, "Didn't you take the book?"
"I didn't take it." Xia Dinghai said with a gloomy face, "Third brother, now that my eldest brother is gone, the job of burning tiles is between you and me. If the tiles are not burned properly, our family will be finished."
Yang was unhappy: "Second brother, what did you say? Do you suspect that the book was taken by us?"
"There are only a few people in my family. Who else could it be if not you and me?" Xia Dinghai said.
"What if he was taken away by Qin?" Yang snorted coldly.
Xia Dinghai was silent for a moment, then said, "Your second sister-in-law has already asked Qin. She didn't take it."
"Oh, second brother, you are really quick and skillful!" Yang laughed sarcastically, "You said that tile-making is a matter between two brothers, but it turns out that second brother wants to monopolize the "Tiler-making Technique" and the family business!"
Xia Dinghai was rebuked and his face turned blue and red: "Don't talk nonsense, Third Sister-in-law. My eldest brother left in a hurry and didn't tell us many techniques of tile-making. I'm looking for books for the inheritance of the Xia family!"
"You speak so nicely. If someone doesn't know you, they would think you are the head of the Xia family!" Yang rolled her eyes and didn't believe Xia Dinghai's nonsense at all.
Xia Dinghai was angry: "Third brother and sister, be careful with your words! As long as our parents are still alive, it is not my turn to be the head of the family. Making tiles is the craft that the Xia family relies on for survival. If we lose this craft, our whole family will starve!"
Happy birthday to Peanut, may you be happy every day!
~~Small Theater~~
Author: Gu Yanjing. The entire book review section is discussing the landlord’s stupid son. What do you think
Gu Yanjing sneered: I want to kill you!
Author: Killing is against the law, even if you are the stupid son of a landlord!
Gu Yanjing gritted his teeth: You are slandering me, I haven't even shown my face yet!
Author: OK! Bring me the red envelope and I'll show you my face right away
(End of this chapter)