The husband is the hunter

Chapter 352

It was already very late when Fang Lin came back from the prison, not to mention that the lanterns outside were going to disperse, and only the yard where Shen Pingan and his wife lived was lit, presumably not long after closing the stall.

Brother Hao fell asleep in her arms, and Fang Lin wrapped him tightly with a small quilt. After all, the child is weak, and it will be bad if he catches a cold from the wind.

The garden looked like a bright moon hanging high in the sky. Fang Lin looked up and closed the door.

The next day, when Fang Lin woke up, it was broad daylight, and brother Hao was babbling and calling beside her. When she saw her sitting up, he moaned and groaned as if he wanted to be hugged by her.

Fang Lin picked up her son, and the little guy giggled immediately, but before he was happy for a while, Fang Lin put him in the cradle, "Brother Hao, be good, come and see after mother washes up." you."

The little guy seemed to be upset, and pursed his mouth, but he still couldn't cry.

The weather was getting less and less hot. Fang Li was washing clothes by the well in the front yard. When she saw Fang Lin coming over, she called out, "I was looking for you. Come back early after delivering your brother-in-law's meal today, my sister." The two of you went out for a stroll, now that summer is coming to an end, and you have to prepare your autumn clothes slowly."

Fang Lin lowered her head and thought about it, and felt that this was the reason, then she nodded and said, "That's fine, but we can't take the child with us, right?"

"I asked my second aunt, and she said that she and Mrs. Ping'an would look after us for a while, as long as we don't hang out for too long."

Since the last time Mrs. Li reached out to help, Fang Li's impression of her has changed a lot. Others often say that it is easy to add flowers to the cake, but it is difficult to give charcoal in the snow. After such a time, Fang Li can be considered to understand the meaning of this sentence .

The two sisters had a good discussion here, but they never expected that after Fang Lin went to the prison, she never came back.

The matter began when Chen Kangping received a letter from Jingzhong. Jingze's staff in Beijing were not vegetarians, and soon found out the whereabouts of those calligraphy and paintings. At this moment, the second son of Fu Xiangye's family He is taking the lead to hold a game of appreciating books and appreciating paintings. All the officials in Beijing have received the post. Mr. Fu Er is a dragon and phoenix among the people, let alone a good-looking person. He has already entered the Imperial Academy at a young age. Maybe he will be picked up in the future Dad's class, in this capital, anyone who has a head and face would not want to climb up to Mr. Fu, so they all took out the good calligraphy and paintings they had collected, and went to the banquet excitedly.

It's a pity that for most people, there is no good banquet. Mr. Fu invited everyone to appreciate these calligraphy and paintings one by one, and then asked the servant to record them in the book. Of course, this book that recorded many high-ranking officials eventually became Evidence in court is the best reminder.

Chen Kangping read the letter over and over several times. Anyone with a higher official position and more power than him on it, he is not the only one who has the final say on how to deal with these people. He can only drag the case step by step. Then he respectfully invites the imperial judge, but in order to file a case, someone has to sue for grievances. This matter undoubtedly fell on Fang Lin.

So, Fang Lin, who was going to deliver food to Duan Nanshan in the prison, happened to bump into Chen Kangping, and then heard about it.

Duan Nanshan didn't agree with Fang Lin's redress of his grievances. He had suffered the ten sticks before, even if he was put in water, he would have been raised for nearly ten days, not to mention that he almost died for a long time because of the deterioration of the wound.Fang Lin, a woman from a Taoist family, couldn't bear this kind of pain.

"No! You can't go!" Duan Nanshan held Fang Lin's arm tightly, "Even if we don't sue you, we can't make you suffer like this."

(End of this chapter)