Xia Qianqian rolled her eyes and came up with a plan: "How about this, whoever can get Xia Yu to leave the Xia family and return to my mother, I will memorize the complete version of "Tile Burning Techniques" to him."
Xia Dinghai and Xia Dingfeng looked at each other, both determined to win, and their eyes were as if they were looking at class enemies.
Xia Qianqian was so happy that she wanted them to fight to the death. Unfortunately, after a while, they put away their hostility and returned to being brothers: "Third brother, our niece is trying to sow discord between us!"
"That's right, this girl is so bad. We can make good tiles without the "Tile Making Techniques". So what if she has the book? She still made a bunch of broken tiles." Xia Dingfeng said.
Xia Qianqian shrugged: "You guys didn't want it, don't blame me for not giving you a chance."
"Silly girl, where is the book? How come you can recite the "Techniques of Tile Making"?" Xia Dinghai asked.
"My father told me to memorize this before he died, just in case something happens to him one day, so that we can make a living."
Xia Qianqian was just talking nonsense, but Xia Dinghai's face changed. Could it be that the eldest brother had been on guard against him for a long time? Then, did he also know that he was the one who did the encounter with the bandits that day
The change in his expression did not escape Xia Qianqian's eyes. It seemed that she had guessed correctly that Xia Dingshan's death was really related to Xia Dinghai.
Xia Qianqian pushed the cart calmly and returned to the village.
Xia Dingfeng also noticed that Xia Dinghai's face looked a little strange, and he said half-jokingly and half-tentatively: "Second brother, is the eldest brother on guard against you?"
"Nonsense!" Xia Dinghai, relying on his brother status, flew into a rage. He carried Xia Yu onto his horse and rode away, leaving Xia Dingfeng to walk back to the village alone. The horse's hooves kicked up a gust of dust in his face.
Xia Dingfeng pinched his chin thoughtfully, staring at Xia Dinghai's back.
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In the village, Grandma Xia was walking around on her bound feet looking for her grandson, and someone started to scold her: "That evil-hearted Qin, she kidnapped my eldest grandson..."
Then, the whole village knew that the Qin family of four had run away, and they all came out to watch the fun. Who knew that Xia Qianqian was back again!
"Grandma, stop talking nonsense. Who kidnapped your eldest grandson? Your second daughter-in-law made my mother so angry that she coughed up blood. I'm going to find a doctor." Xia Qianqian said angrily.
Qin sat weakly on the cart: "Yu'er, stay with your second brother."
When Grandma Xia heard that her eldest grandson didn't run away, she was finally relieved: "You are not allowed to see my eldest grandson again."
"Why? Yu'er is not your son." Xia Qianqian sneered.
"I raised him!" Grandma Xia disliked Xia Qianqian the most. She poked her head with her fingers, wishing she could poke it through.
Xia Qianqian asked: "Last time, I bit the person who poked me with his finger..."
Grandma Xia immediately retracted her hand and said with hatred: "In short, Yu'er is the eldest grandson of the Xia family. The Xia family provides him with clothes and food. Although Qin gave birth to him, what can she do for him now?"
"Provide him with food and clothing." Qin said softly. Although life is still difficult now, it won't hurt to have a few more pairs of bowls and chopsticks.
"We still have to support him in school!" Xia Qianqian added, "Excuse me, grandma, can you return Yu'er to us?"
"Go to school? Bah!" Grandma Xia laughed, and the people around her laughed too.
In a poor place like Yangliu Village, few people could afford to go to school. Xia Dingshan learned to read when he was working outside. In such a famine year, it was good enough not to starve to death.
(End of this chapter)