After traveling through time, she took her husband to be a food doctor

After a moment, she sighed and said:

"Xiaozhen, take her to take a bath, change her clothes, and get her something to eat."

"Young Madam!" Xiaozhen was very resistant.

When Xing'er heard this, she quickly kowtowed.

"Thank you, Madam. Thank you, Madam! Xing'er works like a slave for you, to repay you!"

"You get up first." Song Ruohuan stopped her.

"Young Madam, people like this are not worthy of wearing our clothes or eating our food." Xiaozhen was still resisting.

"Stop talking, go do your work first, someone else will be here soon." Song Ruohuan became serious.

"Yes." Xiaozhen curled her lips, walked up to Xing'er, and said unhappily:

"Come with me, and you'd better behave yourself."

"Thank you, Miss Xiaozhen." Xing'er wiped her tears and followed Xiaozhen.

Song Ruohuan had a complicated expression and touched his belly.

"Sister Song, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" An Yumo asked quickly.

"It's okay, Yumo, let's go inside."

The three of them entered the house, and Zheng Shihui and An Yumo helped Song Ruohuan sit down.

"Sister, how are you going to deal with this?" Zheng Shihui asked.

"Oh, I don't know either." Song Ruohuan shook his head, "If what she said is true..."

"Sister Song, you won't be soft-hearted. No matter whether what she said is true or not, you can't keep her." Zheng Shihui said. She had lived in the Zheng family's mansion since she was a child and had seen many open and secret struggles. She was no longer surprised by such things.

An Yumo did not speak. Her mind was still a little confused. Thinking of Song Ruohuan's past experiences, she knew that Xing'er was hateful and felt that she deserved it, but for some reason, she could not bear to persuade Song Ruohuan to drive Xing'er out.

Song Ruohuan was still in deep thought. After a long time, she called someone over.

"Xiao Bei, go out and ask around to see if the Wu family from Sanchuan Lane is looking for Xing'er. Do it quietly so no one can find out."

"Yes."

Xiaozhen took Xing'er, who had just washed and dressed, into the house. Xing'er had lost a lot of weight and looked even more pitiful.

"Whether what you said is true or not, there is no room for you in my yard," said Song Ruohuan.

"Young Madam!" Xing'er fell to her knees.

"If you are telling the truth, I will give you a chance to live," Song Ruohuan continued.

"Young Madam, you can't do this. People like this should just be kicked out!" Xiaozhen glared, angry.

Song Ruohuan ignored her.

"But it's not that easy. Today, you stay in the woodshed until I find out the truth," she continued.

"It's up to the young lady to decide." Xing'er bowed deeply.

"Xiaozhen, take her down."

"Yes."

Xiaozhen looked reluctant. She glared at Xing'er, grabbed her sleeve and dragged her into the woodshed.

"I won't be polite to you," she said.

Xing'er didn't argue and stretched out her hands obediently.

Xiaozhen took out a rope and was about to tie him up, but hesitated.

"Are you going to the toilet?" she asked.

Xing'er's nose felt sore and tears started flowing again.

"Thank you, Sister Xiaozhen."

"Don't try to get close to me. I won't fall for it." Xiaozhen rolled her eyes at her.

After finishing all the tasks, Xiaozhen tied Xing'er to the pillar, took out a handkerchief and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Just stay still."

She walked away and locked the door of the woodshed.

The tied-up Xing'er seemed to be rescued. She breathed a sigh of relief and closed her eyes in peace.

In the main room, Song Ruohuan continued to give instructions:

"Xiao Zhen, go to the main courtyard and call Xiao Bai over. Ask him to go to the manor and ask for details. We can't just ignore the manor's affairs."

"Yes."

Xiaozhen turned around and was about to go out.

"Wait a minute." Song Ruohuan stopped her. "If Xing'er is missing, someone from the village may come to report it, but not necessarily today. Tell the gatekeepers that if anyone comes, remember to call me."

"Yes."

Xiaozhen walked out the door quickly.

An Yumo and Zheng Shihui looked at each other and said nothing more. Seeing Song Ruohuan's arrangement, she must have made up her mind. After all, this was Song Ruohuan's family affair, and she should have the final say in everything.

There were several knocks on the door, and it was time for the school to start. An Yumo and the others stood up and said goodbye.

"Thank you for today. I will invite you two again after I finish my business." Song Ruohuan bowed.

"Sister Song, please take good care of yourself. If you need anything, feel free to come to us."

"Thank you."

Several people parted at the door.

"Let's go to my house and have a seat." Zheng Shihui said.

"Row."

The two got on the carriage. An Yumo lifted the curtain and glanced at the Zhang family's gate again.

"Come again tomorrow." She thought silently.

The sunlight was still very strong in the morning. Xiao Bei strolled around Sanchuan Lane for a long time. A vendor at the entrance of the lane said that he saw the Wu family rushing out in the morning, chasing a girl, and said that the girl had stolen things from the Wu family.

"What did that girl look like? Did you see her?" Xiao Bei asked.

"No, but you're wearing tattered clothes, like a beggar." The vendor shook his head.

Near noon, the Wu family's servants came back exhausted. Xiao Bei approached step by step, carrying a basket of vegetables.

"Have you found Xing'er?" asked the doorman.

"No." A fat servant shook his head. "That girl disappeared without a trace, as if she had grown wings."

"Go in, you'll definitely get scolded."

A few people muttered a few words at the door and walked in with their heads hung.

After hearing the news, Xiao Bei hurried back to Baiyang Lane. At the entrance of the lane, she saw a sneaky man walking around, staring at the Zhang family.

On the other side, Xiao Bai from the Zhang family drove a horse-drawn carriage to the farm. It was common for the owner to come and take a look when the autumn harvest was approaching. Manager Yu and two long-term workers brought some wine to entertain him, but their faces looked a little strange.

"Brother Bai, these dozens of acres of land in the village are all good." Several people laughed along.

"Master and Madam are confident in what Brother Yu is doing." Xiao Bai said, taking a sip of wine. "By the way, where's Xing'er? Ask her to come out."

Several people looked at each other, and Manager Yu took over:

"Brother Bai, Miss Xing'er escaped last night. I sent a few people to look for her, but they haven't found her yet."

"That woman, how dare she run away?" Xiao Bai threw the cup down.

"Brother Bai, calm down. It's all our fault. We were careless for a moment." Manager Yu poured him another glass.

"Humph!" Xiao Bai stood up suddenly. However, he paused and did not get angry.

"Forget it. She's just a rotten woman. She'll starve to death if she gets out. Don't worry about her. Let's drink." Xiao Bai said.

It turned out that Zhang Qi'an handed Xing'er to Xiao Bai and asked him to take her to the manor to look after her. Considering the face of his master, Xiao Bai did not reveal her identity, so the people in the manor thought that Xing'er was his secret lover, and out of kindness, helped him keep an eye on her. However, since the person had escaped, Xiao Bai really couldn't do anything to the people in the manor.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone was drunk. Manager Yu was burping, his old face was red. Xiao Bai stared at him and asked with a smile:

"Brother Yu, what do you think Xing'er looks like?"

Manager Yu suddenly came to his senses:

"Brother Bai's vision is naturally good."

"What a short-sighted woman! She didn't even wait for me to come over." Xiao Bai said, pouring another glass of wine for Manager Yu.

After a few more drinks, they could hardly keep their eyelids open.

"What do you think of Xing'er?" Xiao Bai asked the other two people.

"Hahahahaha, Manager Yu knows. He hugged me yesterday." The farmhand with small eyes said. "I can't do it anymore. I want to go to sleep." The man fell to the ground before he finished speaking.

The other two also fell asleep on the table.