Dark sugar is hard to prevent

Chapter 52

Therefore, Ruan Fusheng hoped that Tang Xien would give him a wishful thinking, because those few "experienced" villagers spread the rumor that "lawyers are bad guys" and failed.

He was very angry, feeling that Tang Xien, a female doctor who came back from the United States, did not bring him any real benefits, so he vented all his anger on Li Miaolian, and Tang Xien was so angry that he had another big fight with him.

Because Ruan Jiahao was not at home and Ruan Fusheng had no helpers, he actually didn't dare to do anything to Tang Xien because he was so thin, so he ran out cursing after the quarrel.

After Tang Xi'en wiped Li Miaolian's body, she took the dirty clothes and sheets to the well to wash.As soon as her hands were in the water, Ruan Jingya ran over with a wooden basin in her arms and offered to help.

Tang Xi'en hadn't washed clothes by hand for several years, and was worrying about the big basin of dirty clothes and sheets, Ruan Jingya offered to help, of course she couldn't ask for more.

While washing and washing, the two chatted.Tang Xi'en took the opportunity to ask: "These years, why didn't you fix it at home? Didn't you all go out to earn money later?"

Ruan Jingya pointed to the two newer-looking houses next to the Ruan family's main house and said, "After you left, all the money we earned was used to build those two houses. One belongs to my second brother, and the other belongs to me... Me and yours."

Tang Xi'en raised his eyes and glanced at Ruan Jingya.

If there is her place in those two rooms, there will be ghosts!
She pursed her lips and smiled mockingly, suddenly remembered something, and asked a little uncertainly: "Those two houses are the homesteads I want in the village?"

"Ah."

Tang Xi'en's face cooled down rapidly, and the fear that had been dusty for many years climbed from his limbs to his brain.

She threw away the half-washed clothes in her hand, and asked Ruan Jingya with a serious expression: "Didn't the village chief say at the time that I was willing to give the homestead to him only if I married his son?"

Ruan Jingya faltered: "I don't know about this matter, it was Dad who did it."

"Has the village chief's son married a wife?"

"Not married."

Tang Xi'en's mind was buzzing with alarms, and he immediately got up and ran towards the house, regardless of the half-washed clothes in the basin.

Ruan Jingya chased after her, "Sister, what's wrong with you? Half of the laundry is done!"

Tang Xi'en quickly packed his luggage, took off the fine diamond necklace worn under the turtleneck sweater, and stuffed it into Ruan Jingya's hands, "Jingya, I have to go back first. I bought this necklace in the United States, worth RMB 1 How much, I will give it to you, but you have to do me a favor."

Ruan Jingya nodded blankly.

Tang Xi'en lowered his voice: "Help me get a car back to City B, as soon as possible! I'll wait for you at the well!"

"Okay!" Ruan Jingya trotted out of the house holding the necklace.

Tang Xi'en went in and woke Li Miaolian who was still sleeping, hugged her, and said softly, "Mom, I'll go back to City B first, and I'll pick you up for surgery later. Don't worry about money, I have money."

Li Miaolian didn't ask anything, but struggled to get out of bed, took out a few crumpled hundred-yuan bills from the insoles of a pair of mud-stained hand-made cloth shoes under the bed, and stuffed them into Tang Xi'en's hands with tears in her eyes.

Tang Xi'en didn't shirk, collected the money, kissed Li Miaolian's forehead, and went out with the luggage bag.

Li Miaolian behind her was crying, and Tang Xi'en was also in tears, but she didn't look back, she knew that if she didn't leave now, she couldn't leave.

Ruan Jingya hadn't come back after going out for a while, so Tang Xi'en carried her luggage and went to wait for her by the appointed well.

After waiting for a while, suddenly a series of rumbling three-wheeled motorcycles approached, Tang Xien felt a thump in his heart, and was about to hide aside, when he saw the Ruan family father and son running over with sticks.

Tang Xi'en was carrying luggage and his feet were wrapped in plaster. He couldn't run a few steps before he was grabbed by the two together.

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(End of this chapter)