Whose little lady is so crazy?

After handing the letter to Cui Zhong, Hong Xiaoduo came to the prison car and said, "Don't worry, since I promised you, I will never break my promise. Don't think too much about it. Just wait for my news."

Nie Qingjin's condition has improved a lot. Someone is willing to help him see the condition of his mother and little sister. For him, it means that he has hope and light. As for the fact that he was wrongly accused, he is actually not as bad as he was at the beginning. I can't think about it.

"Little lady, Nie doesn't know your name yet, don't you?" Nie Qing knew it was inappropriate to ask someone's name, but if the other person was willing to help him, it was equivalent to a benefactor, even if no one knew the benefactor's last name.

"Hong Xiaoduo, Hongyan's Hong, big and small, flower's Duo." Hong Xiaoduo didn't think much and immediately told her name.

She just felt that this would at least make him feel a little more at ease!

After saying that, Hong Xiaoduo wished them a safe journey, then returned to the carriage that had turned around, checked that everything was packed, and got on the car to set off.

Watching the two cars turn around and leave, Nie Qing and the four officials felt extremely complicated.

What Nie Qing thought was that the other party would believe his words and agree to do such a favor for him even if they met by chance.

What Cui Zhong and the four of them thought was that if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never believe that such a thing could happen in the world. Such people would believe it and agree to help without any intention.

The five grown men, including Nie Qing, had a feeling in their hearts that the world was not as miserable as they had seen before. Something seemed to break out of the depths of their hearts that had been numb for a long time.

"Hey, Nie, eat more." Sang Laosi greeted the people in the prison car and handed over two pieces of hot dry food.

Nie Qing was different from his usual half-dead attitude, and immediately reached out to take it: "Thank you, sir." He thanked him, and then ate it with big mouthfuls.

He is not afraid of death, but what worries him the most is his mother and his little sister. Now that someone is willing to help him find out, if his mother and sister are still well, then he will behave well in the military camp and wait for the opportunity to avenge himself.

However, if something unexpected happened to his mother and little sister, then he should take good care of his health, escape from the military camp, and seek revenge on the person who framed him. If he kills one person, he will earn enough, and if he kills two, he will earn one.

Nie Qing has these two plans now, one good and one bad!

On the carriage going back, Hong Xiaoduo and Tianshu explained their destination again and quickly lay down to catch up on their sleep.

It was no longer necessary now. She would no longer sleep in. She would go to Nie Qing's house as early as possible to make sure his mother and sister were okay.

Now that I have promised to others, I have something to worry about.

She didn't think she agreed on impulse. I didn’t think that I was White Lotus, the Holy Mother, or meddling in my own business. Didn’t I just meet him by chance?

At this time, she didn't think about helping Nie Qingqing clear his grievances, reverse the case, or anything like that. She just wanted to do something within her power.

For the sake of her mother and little sister, she had no choice but to plead guilty. If such a person did not help, Hong Xiaoduo felt that it would be difficult for her to pass the test in her heart.

When I think of the scene of that dignified seven-foot man kneeling down for me, I feel uncomfortable.

According to the map, to get to Tongling City, Nie Qing's home, you have to pass through three towns, how many villages and how far away. The map did not indicate it.

Tianshu, who was driving the carriage, was a little embarrassed. Hong Xiaoduo said that the speed should be a little faster, but he knew that she was catching up on her sleep. If the carriage moved faster, it would inevitably be bumpy. But after thinking about the purpose of this trip, Tianshu finally made up his mind and let the horse run a little faster.

In the hall of a large mansion in the west of Tongling City, several elderly people were sitting at the top, looking at the mother and daughter kneeling in front of them with cold expressions.

"Ms. Shen, I have already said what I need to say to you. What Qing'er did did not only hurt the younger generations of the clan, but the eldest brother sold off his shop and farmland in order to save him. Although he is a human being, You can't let Dafang suffer even if you haven't rescued him, right?

I'll make the decision now. You can repay your house with the big house.

Xue'er has also reached the age of marriage. Liu Yuan's family is well-off. For my sake, I am willing to hire Xue'er to fill the house. On the auspicious day of the ninth day of the lunar month next month, someone will come over to lift her up.

Qing'er's brother and sister lost their father when they were young, and now Qing'er has committed a murder and been sent to the army. Xue'er has married into a good family, and you can be supported in your old age. The whole clan is thinking about your mother and daughter, why are you crying? "The leader, an old man, twirled his gray beard and said displeasedly.

Tears fell from the kneeling Shen's eyes, her eyes were red with anger, and the girl beside her was pale and trembling.

"Clan leader, you know Qing'er's character very well. He doesn't drink alcohol on weekdays, and he won't go to places where fireworks are waiting for fun. How could he accidentally kill someone because he was competing with others for the beauty?

He is unjustly accused, and Xue'er is only fourteen this year and is still a child. How can she fill a house for Liu Yuanwai, who is nearly sixty years old?

The eldest brother sold his shop and farmland in order to save Qing'er. We can just supply him with the shop and farmland in our second room. If this house is given to him, then where will Xue'er and I live? Where will Qing'er stay when she comes back? "Ms. Shen bit her lip to calm down.

"Second brother and sister, what you said has no conscience. How can your shop and fields compare with our big house? I said at that time that I couldn't help save Qing'er at all costs. Let's see, are you kind? Good news." A woman standing nearby sneered.

The old man sitting at the top was very displeased and slapped the table hard and scolded: "I am the head of the Nie family and I have always notarized, so it is decided that I will give you three days to vacate the yard on your own initiative.

As for whether Xueer will marry or not, don’t say I’m forcing you. Please respond in three days. "After saying that, the old man stood up majestically and left with a group of people from the clan.

In the hall, the mother and daughter were soon left kneeling.

"Mom, what else should we do?" Xueer asked crying.

Shen bit her lip until it bled: "Your father died early, and your brother had an accident. They are clearly bullying us and we have no support."

"Mom, we only have three days, can we think of a way?" Xueer asked helplessly.

Yes, there were only three days, but what way could she, a woman, think of to deal with it?

Even if his son was wrongly accused and sent to the army, there was no way to save him. How could he keep the house, the fields and the shop?

"I'm afraid I can't think of a way for my mother. If my mother had that ability, I would have rescued your brother long ago. Xue'er, my mother is useless and can't protect you. I still have some money. You can take it after dark. Come on, let Uncle Fu take you out of the back door and go out for a while. No matter what, my mother will never let you marry that old man Liu to fill the house." Mrs. Shen wiped away her tears with her sleeves, having already made her decision.

"Mom, what about you?" Xueer asked worriedly...

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