"Mom, I'm going too."
"I want to go, too."
"Mom, can I... go with you?"
Cheng Li and Xuhui stood up, and even Xiao Nuan came over.
Cheng Qiao smiled slightly, her voice was very gentle, but firm: "You all live here with grandpa. You are not allowed to go out without permission. You must be accompanied by an adult. And Xuhui, take care of yourself."
Xuhui nodded helplessly. Cheng Li felt sad, but he also asked his brothers and sisters to promise to listen to their mother. He also repeatedly told Li Huan and Cheng Qiao to be careful.
Everyone watched the three people leave. He Fei's eyes were blurred with tears, Xiao Gui clenched his fists, Cheng Li's eyes were full of worry, and Li Ming was even more anxious, pacing around the room.
Cheng Liguo and Ye Jun looked at each other. It seemed that a storm was about to come. It seemed that they should be prepared. Thinking of this, they followed Ye Chengying to the study room without any prior arrangement.
"Come on, grandma will take you to eat dumplings. Xuhui, help carry two bowls of dumplings in a while."
Mother Li felt uneasy, but tried her best to control her inner fear and pulled Li Le to the kitchen. Zhao Hui glanced at his wife and daughter, and the two nodded slightly and followed her into the kitchen.
When Xuhui entered the study with the cooked dumplings, a strong smell of smoke hit him in the face, making his nose itchy and his throat uncomfortable.
But he pressed his tongue against the base of his upper gums, waited for saliva to form in his mouth, and swallowed it, and the dryness in his throat was relieved a little:
"Grandpas, it's time to eat dumplings. My grandma said there's a coin in the first bowl of dumplings in the New Year. Whoever eats it will have good luck this year."
The three of them then became excited and ate the dumplings carefully. As a result, Cheng Liguo was the first to eat the coin, Ye Jun was the second, and Ye Chengying was a little anxious, but finally he found the coin in the last dumpling.
"Oh, this is a bad year. I'm the last one to eat this. It looks like my luck is about to end."
Ye Chengying's face was full of bitterness. Too many things had happened recently, leaving him feeling powerless and mentally depressed.
Ye Jun couldn't bear to see his only cousin being defeated by these things, so he stretched out his hand and a bamboo sword pill entered Ye Chengying's mouth.
"Hmm...what? I don't eat candy."
As soon as he finished speaking, a cool air rushed into Ye Chengying's mind, making his already dizzy brain instantly clear.
"Cheng Qiao figured it out."
When Ye Jun saw Ye Chengying directly said the word Cheng Qiao, without even thinking about whether the pill was made by him, he became even more worried.
Disciple, the master can no longer hide it. It's because you are so capable that everything you produce is top-notch. It seems like you are really in trouble.
"This is a bamboo sword pill. It can calm the mind and nourish the qi, and it is a good thing that can make one's mind clear."
"Good stuff, really good stuff. China is so lucky to have sent us a real miracle doctor. We did a good job keeping it secret, but a spy came along and the news has been leaked."
"Is Cheng Qiao in danger?"
"Not yet. I heard that Hu Laita has already discussed it with Cheng Qiao. As for what conditions they discussed, I don't know yet. No, I have to get first-hand information."
Seeing that Ye Chengying was so quick to speak, Ye Jun also knew the importance of the matter, so he simply took out a porcelain bottle that couldn't be any smaller and handed it over:
"Well, go ahead. I'll give you a few bamboo sword balls to give you some courage."
Ye Chengying took it with a wry smile and asked Dalin to drive him up the mountain. Normally, one could not go up the mountain at this time, except in emergencies.
The originally bustling courtyard became depressed because of a phone call, while Li's mother and several children were worried about Cheng Qiao and Li Huan.
Li Huan and Ye Xiaolin were extremely anxious. They took turns driving day and night. When they were thirsty, they drank the hot water prepared by Cheng Qiao, and when they were hungry, they ate the pastries prepared by Cheng Qiao.
Ye Xiaolin saw Cheng Qiao taking out food and drinks from the package from time to time, even toilet paper, and he already had an idea in his mind. No wonder the special department sent Hu Laita to protect Cheng Qiao. It was indeed the case.
But Ye Xiaolin pretended to know nothing, discussed what happened in Xiangyang Village with Li Huan, and quickly prepared several plans.
When they arrived at the entrance of Xiangyang Village, Secretary Hao and a group of people stood under the tree at the entrance in the heavy snow, anxiously looking at the car that was slowing down.
"Secretary Hao, why are you here? Get in the car quickly."
Li Huan got out of the passenger seat, grabbed Secretary Hao and brushed the snow off his body. Secretary Hao nodded, waved to those people, and got into Li Huan's car.
"Secretary Hao, this is Ye Chengying's youngest son, Ye Xiaolin, who is here to cooperate with our investigation."
Secretary Hao nodded, but he didn't hold out much hope. After receiving the news, the comrades from the Public Security Bureau began investigating, but they found no evidence except the smell of gasoline in the air and the mess on the ground.
The remaining footprints that were not covered by the snow were in a mess, with footprints overlapping each other, and scattered all over the place, making it impossible to start.
The car drove into the village along the main road. Secretary Hao once again saw the road paved with small gravel and nodded secretly with satisfaction.
Li Huan is a very protective guy. He thought of repairing the road because Xiangyang Village now has a tractor, but repairing roads costs money.
He asked the commune to provide some subsidies and Zhao Hui to donate some money to renovate a main road in the village. Although the villagers from several other villages were dissatisfied, it was their fault that they could not get sponsorship.
The car stopped at the door of Li Huan's house, and several people entered the house. However, they didn't expect that the kang had already been heated in the house. Needless to say, Aunt Wang must have been there.
Cheng Qiao went to the kitchen. They had been eating dry food on the road for the past two days, so they had to make some soup. Besides, no one knew how long Secretary Hao had been waiting at the entrance of the village. Judging from the way he was shivering, he must be cold to the bone.
There was a large pot of hot water warming in the stove. Cheng Qiaoxian took out a few basins filled with hot water and brought them to the living room to let them wash their hands and faces first, and then soak their feet in hot water.
He quickly boiled some brown sugar ginger tea, and took out pork and flour from the space, preparing to cook them a bowl of hot meat noodle soup.
Just when I was busy, Aunt Wang came with a basket on her back. In the basket were rice, noodles and some frozen meat. You could tell at a glance that they were the delicacies that she usually didn't want to eat.
"Qiao, you must be frozen. Come, let auntie do it. You hide behind the stove and add firewood. It's warm over there."
"Hey, thank you, Auntie. I bought some pork and it's almost ready. Please make a few bowls of noodles. It's very delicious with the soup."
Aunt Wang quickly agreed and opened the lid of a pot next to her. The fragrant smell of meat rushed into her nose. Her mouth couldn't help but drool and her stomach rumbled a few times.