A car accident, our family of three crossed

Hang Shuheng considerately took off his coat and spread it on the earthen bed before letting Song Ning sit down.

"This kind of place is not clean. It's really not a place you should come to." He helped Song Ning sit down and asked about family matters. "How is your family? Is the child okay?"

"Everything is fine at home, don't worry!"

Seeing Hang Shuheng's thoughtful and considerate appearance, Uncle Jinghong couldn't help but joked to Shuisheng and Qinglai: "Did you see that? When you two get married in the future, you have to learn from him!" This made the two young men blush.

Shuisheng offered a food box at the right time to ease the awkwardness, "Uncle Hengzi, Auntie specially prepared a meal for you, please eat quickly!"

Song Ning helped him take out the food from the food boxes one by one and placed it on the small square table. Even if it was just a few light side dishes, just looking at them could increase one's appetite.

"I made it light, so just eat it!"

The old man stretched his neck to look around, a little greedy. Seeing how happy they were, he couldn't help but say sourly: "Oh! It's good to have a wife. Unlike an old man like me, I am alone and no one cares about me..."

Song Ning paused as he was picking up food for Hang Shuheng. He already had food to eat, and it didn't seem right to let others just watch.

"Old man, would you like to eat some too?"

After she finished speaking, she didn't wait for the other party to reply. She took a small plate, put some of each side dish on it, and added a small bowl of rice. She handed it to him through the gap between the wooden stakes, "It's not a big portion, please eat as much as you can."

The old man took it without hesitation, without a trace of disdain, and kept praising Song Ning, "You are a good girl, you know how to respect the elderly and love the young, unlike that boy, who only knows how to make me angry every day, humph! Girl, you have to take care of him."

Song Ning smiled and said, "Yes, I'll talk about him later."

Hang Shuheng said that he felt very wronged. It was clearly the old man who was angry, but how come he was the one to blame in the end?

The old man didn't know what shame was, so he finished the meal in a few bites, and then he kept saying it wasn't enough, but Song Ning kept giving him more. In the end, Hang Shuheng only ate a small portion of the meal, and the rest went into the old man's stomach.

The old man patted his belly and smacked his lips, savoring the taste: "The girl is really good at cooking. This may seem light, but it has just the right amount of saltiness. It makes people have an endless aftertaste. Not bad, not bad."

Song Ning said modestly: "They are just some simple home-cooked dishes, not as magical as you say."

"You are too modest. Uh..." The old man burped and walked back to the corner. "After eating and drinking, it's time to have a good sleep!" Then he fell on the messy earthen bed and began to snore soon.

He fell asleep so quickly that everyone except Hang Shuheng was surprised. He could fall asleep as soon as he was told to. His sleep quality was really too good.

After they recovered from their surprise, Hang Shuheng finally had the chance to ask, "How did you get in?" After all, they were blocked outside when they came for the first time.

"This is all thanks to Manager Zhou who took care of it for us," said Uncle Jinghong.

"Shopkeeper Zhou?" Hang Shuheng thought for a while. He didn't remember knowing any shopkeeper named Zhou.

"He is the owner of Jubao Pavilion, the largest gold and silver shop in the city." Song Ning looked at Hang Shuheng and continued, "I took the token and went to him for help."

Speaking of tokens, Hang Shuheng immediately reacted and nodded, "It's hard for you."

Song Ning just smiled and said nothing. Shuisheng and Qinglai finally interrupted and talked about the things circulating in the county.

"Uncle Hengzi, do you know that many scholars know about the disgusting things that Master Wan did, and they are all speaking up for you!"

"The common people and scholars in the city are all cursing Master Wan, and their curses are very ugly."

Not to mention the two young men Shuisheng and Qinglai, even Uncle Jinghong was as excited as they were when he first heard the news. God is indeed fair. Young Master Wan bullies people by taking advantage of his power and has done many bad things, so there will always be people who can't stand it.

They started a discussion about the matter and later realized that Hang Shuheng acted calm, as if he had known about it for a long time.

"Shuheng, you wouldn't have known this a long time ago, right?" Uncle Jinghong couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, the jailer in the prison once told me that." Hang Shuheng nodded and passed it over.

Only Song Ning knew that his push was indispensable behind this matter. She looked at him with eyes that saw through everything, and he responded with a knowing smile.

The jailer came over and said apologetically, "Everyone, it's time to leave the prison."

The time they spent together was so short that Song Ning was still reluctant to leave, but she had to.

Hang Shuheng was equally reluctant to leave, and told Song Ning: "Go home and wait, I will be back in a few days, take good care of yourself and the child."

Song Ning could do nothing but nod in agreement. Hang Shuheng quietly held her hand. If there weren't so many people present, he really wanted to hug her.

"You guys follow this officer out first. I have something to discuss with Shuisheng."

Song Ning just thought it was related to carpentry or drawings, and didn't think much about it. He followed the jailer out first, leaving Shuisheng alone waiting on the side, confused.

Hang Shuheng watched them leave with a smile, and his face suddenly darkened when he could no longer see their backs.

Just now, Song Ning was afraid that he would notice that she was injured, so she carefully avoided touching her injured left hand. Little did she know that every slight change in her was noticed by him without making a sound.

"Uncle Hengzi, what do you want to tell me..." Shuisheng wanted to ask him if he had anything to explain, but seeing that his face was terribly gloomy, he couldn't help but stop.

Hang Shuheng slowly turned his head to look at him and asked, "What happened in the village?"

"No, nothing happened..." Shuisheng stuttered unconsciously under the strong pressure. The cold eyes seemed to freeze him. He said guiltily, "Really, really nothing happened..."

"Uncle Hengzi, you, you shouldn't look at me like that." It was scary.

"explain."

Hang Shuheng only said one word, and Shuisheng almost couldn't bear it, "I... Alas! It's, it's my aunt who won't let me say it."

Before coming, Song Ning repeatedly warned them not to reveal anything. If he told it behind her back, wouldn't he be a dishonest person?

Hang Shuheng did not put pressure on him anymore, but Shuisheng had a creepy feeling and finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he just gave up.

"I'll tell you, isn't it okay for me to tell you?" To be honest, he felt uncomfortable keeping those things in his heart. "It's Fifth Grandma, she's so mean... Even if she's an elder, even if she's your mother, I'll tell you..."

Shuisheng had witnessed Song Ning's miserable condition firsthand, and when he talked about it now, it was like pouring out beans, pouring out all the words that were pent up in his heart...