After returning the donkey cart, Zhong Chun did some private business. Originally, he wanted to go home directly. However, he thought that song Xijiao could not be idle at home in this extraordinary period, so he simply went to the bamboo paper farm.

When he walked on the road himself, no one would recognize him, and no one pointed at him. Because only when he was with song Xijiao, they would know that he was her husband.

I didn't expect that one day, he also mixed up to need to rely on the glory of others to be able to stand out. But this feeling is also good, he only stands in the shadow behind song Xijiao, busy with his own affairs.

In the past, he was paid too much attention.

As a result, he is now a bit fond of such a quiet and secret life.

When I arrived at the bamboo paper mill, I saw that song Xijiao was walking around the room in front of the window on the second floor as soon as I entered the door. It seemed that something difficult had happened to her.

When the man saw him, he immediately called out, "ouch, the owner is coming!"

Zhong Chun nods and goes upstairs over him.

As soon as he got to the door of the house, Zhong Chun heard a familiar voice inside, which was Hu que. He only listened to him solemnly: "Jinzhou City is not big, but there are quite a lot of human traffickers. Such a cross examination will take at least three or two days. I'm afraid the child will be sent out of town in these three or two days. Even if we find it, it will be too late. "

Zhong Chun frowns. How can Xijiao be alone with this Hu que? What's more, human traffickers They talk about what traffickers do.

Just thinking about it, there was another voice in the room that made him even more unhappy.

Lingzi said quietly: "it's too late to find one by one and cross examine one by one. We can catch a trafficker, so we can take him as the starting point, let him come and ask him to question. As long as he can ask, he can make atonement for his merits. They compete with each other and must know each other like the back of their fingers. "

"Yes! Ziqing, how clever you are

Then there was song Xijiao's voice of worship and appreciation.

As soon as Zhong Chun's face turned black, he suddenly opened the door.

All three people in the room were startled and turned to look at him. At the door stood a tall black figure. He was dressed in black cloth, his sleeves were tied on his wrist, and his black hair was tied on his head with a black cloth head, which was scattered behind his head, looking handsome and natural.

When Hu Que and Ling Ziqing saw him, they immediately turned their heads, as if they would lose a piece of meat if they looked at him more.

Only song Xijiao showed a surprised look, immediately ran to him, as if no one else pulled up his hand: "Zhongchun, how did you come."

Zhong Chun showed a smile, raised his hand and drew the hair on her cheek to her ear. He said in a warm voice, "I'm worried about you. Come and have a look."

"I'm fine." Song Xijiao looked at him in embarrassment, "but The little seal is gone. "

Zhong Chun was stunned and suddenly realized.

No wonder they were talking about the human trafficker. Was he abducted by the traffickers?

Song Xijiao pulled him into the room and asked him to sit beside him. Then he simply told him about the content and process of their discussion.

After that, you won't tell me about it carefully

Zhong Chun shakes his head and smiles at him comfortingly: "how can this blame you?"

"That's good. Didn't you go to the mountain today?"

Zhong Chun said: "in an extraordinary period, I will be with you and will not leave easily. Even if you can take care of yourself and don't look at you, I'll be upset and can't do anything else

In the heart, looking at you, sweet smile

Zhong Chun laughed and was about to say something. As soon as the chair beside him rang, Hu que suddenly stood up with a cold voice: "Xijiao, I'll go to the prison to get the human traffickers, let my father interrogate him, and go first. Today, I'll stay in the sheriff's Office to help my father deal with his business. If you have anything, just go to the sheriff's office and find me."

With that, he did not wait for song Xijiao to reply, but turned around and walked out of the room.

Then, Ling Ziqing also stood up and said with a smile: "then I'll go first, Xijiao. You should have a good rest, don't be too tired of yourself, and you don't have to pay attention to those gossips. If you have something to do, let someone go to lingfu to look for me. I will come as long as you call. "

With that, Ling Ziqing slightly arched his hand and left.

Song Xijiao and Zhongchun were left in the room for a moment. Song immediately got up and sat down on Zhongchun's leg and put a coquettish arm around his neck: "did you eat too early?"

Zhong Chun shook his head and asked her, "what about you?"

"Neither do I. shall we have some together?"

"Good."

At the time of plague, they did not dare to eat out easily. They went home to eat with the tableware outside.

As soon as he got home, chestnuts were wrapped up and asked, "where's Xiaoyin, mother?"

Song Xijiao is asked, but she looks at Zhong Chun helplessly and wants him to explain.

Zhong Chun bent down and picked up chestnuts and said with a smile, "chestnuts, are you fat?"

Chestnut cheek a red, even busy way: "chestnut is grow tall!""Fat, too." Zhongchun slightly shifted Chestnut's attention, and then he said, "Xiaoyin is going home for the time being. When he is free, he will come to you to play."

Chestnut simply believed Zhongchun's words and asked, "where is his home?"

Zhong Chun stopped and said, "in the west of the city."

"Ah, so far away!"

Song's mother felt a little guilty because she and song Xijiao were in a hurry to get rid of Xiaoyin in the morning. When she heard that they were back, she was embarrassed to come out to meet her.

Song Xijiao, however, walked into the room and said to his mother, "mother, I'll cook at noon today, so you can have a rest."

"Oh, good." Song's mother answered quickly.

This is an extraordinary time. The atmosphere at home and outside is a little low. Song Xijiao decides to cook something delicious to reward everyone and comfort their nervous and uneasy heart.

It happened to be muggy, so she decided to make a plum soup to wake everyone up.

Because she had to cook from time to time, the cellar was always stocked with all kinds of fresh ingredients. Song Xijiao took plum, hawthorn and hay, and squatted at the door of the cellar. First she picked out the hawthorn, ground it into mud, and then washed the plum. Then she got up and took it to the kitchen, and her mother-in-law helped to set the stove on fire.

After the plum, hawthorn mud and hay are thrown into the pot, add water, but after a while, the water turns purple red, bubbling with bubbles.

"Lower the fire." Song Xijiao said while grabbing the Pu fan in her mother's hand, gently fanned her twice, and then said to her, "maybe this strength is enough."

"Oh, good."

Song Xijiao added sugar to the pot and said to her wife: "I've been busy recently. I haven't been able to help you. It's hard for you. At the end of the month, I'll pay you more money. You'll be affected first these days. I'll find someone to come back when the plague is over. "

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