Traveling through ancient times to escape famine, the prince led me to rebel

The village chief patted his forehead, pondered for a moment, and began to recall what happened on the day the wooden bridge was destroyed.

"I remember that it was Boss Sun who first noticed something was wrong. He was crossing the bridge early in the morning to deliver groceries to his mother-in-law who lived in Hedong Village, and that's when he discovered that a plank of the wooden bridge was broken, revealing a big hole."

Luo Xiaoran nodded, her beautiful eyes full of seriousness, and narrated in a deep voice:

"But someone had sawed off the planks of the bridge the night before.

Chen'er accidentally stepped on the wooden board and fell into the Dandan River, so the next day Boss Sun could easily see the hole in the bridge.

Otherwise, if the planks were cut and left on the bridge, it would be difficult for anyone to find them, and anyone who stepped on them would fall into the river.

As Luo Xiaoran spoke, Luo Xingchen also began to recall what happened that day.

It was dark, the water was fast, and the river was cold. He rose and fell until a familiar figure swam towards him...

Thinking of this, Luo Xingchen's chubby little hand unconsciously grabbed the corner of Luo Xiaoran's clothes.

A bit of fear, a bit of gratitude, a bit of attachment.

Luo Xiaoran squatted down and looked Luo Xingchen in the eye, her tone patient and gentle, her eyes firm:

“But that incident has passed, and the bad guys did not succeed.

When the weather gets warmer next year, I will definitely teach you how to swim.

This way, if you ever fall into the river again, you can save yourself, okay?"

Luo Xingchen pursed her lips slightly and nodded heavily.

Luo Xiaoran turned to the village chief and continued:

"I originally thought that someone was so evil that he did such a wicked thing and Chen Er and I happened to run into him. Now it seems that he was coming for us!"

"What's the reason?" The village chief didn't understand why Luo Xiaoran said that.

"After what happened with Chen Er falling into the water last time, I didn't agree for him to come to the wooden bridge to play again.

But Chen'er suddenly wanted to come these days, and I didn't want to restrict him too much, so I took him for a walk over to the wooden bridge.

Immediately afterwards, you, the village chief, encountered someone trying to destroy the wooden bridge.

When I didn't bring Chen'er to the bridge, the bridge was fine. As soon as I brought him, the people who destroyed the wooden bridge appeared again.

The two incidents of destroying the wooden bridge were separated by several months, and we encountered them both times. I don’t believe it is such a coincidence! "

Zhang Changzong also agreed with Luo Xiaoran's point of view: "What you said makes sense, this person may really want to harm you, but why?

You two have only been in Hexi Village for a short time, and you haven't offended anyone. Who would want to harm you so deliberately?"

Luo Xiaoran didn't have much idea in her mind. She squatted down and carefully looked at the half-sawed bridge plank, then asked:

"Village chief, did you see the man clearly?"

"It was too dark and I was far away. I could only make out that the person was strong and should be a man. I couldn't see anything else."

Luo Xiaoran has very good eyesight. With her super night vision ability, she keenly discovered several bloodstains on the bridge.

It seemed that the man was destroying the bridge surface with a saw, but was frightened by the village chief's scolding and cut himself in panic.

The wound is most likely on the hand and is serious.

As long as they find the injured hand, they will find the person who wants to harm them.

……

On the second day, Zhao Tangming arrived as promised.

They first visited the village chief's house. This surprised Zhao Cuilan, who lamented that her uncle, who only knew how to study, came out to walk around.

Upon learning that her uncle was the candidate for Luo Xiaoran's private school teacher, Zhao Cuilan's reaction was exactly the same as Zhao Tangming's yesterday. Both felt like they were hit by this pie in the sky.

"That's great. This way, my aunt won't be cold to you because of money anymore."

Zhao Cuilan looked at her uncle with a ruddy face, covered her mouth and whispered in a joke, earning a huge roll of the eyes from Zhao Tangming.

"My father-in-law is busy right now, so I'll take you to Luo Xiaoran's house. Her house is really magnificent!"

Zhao Cuilan led the way in front, and soon brought Zhao Tangming to Luo Xiaoran's house.

……

"Sister Cuilan, Mr. Zhao, please take a seat. Ruyi will serve the tea!"

Luo Xiaoran asked the two to sit down and took a quick look at Zhao Tangming.

I heard that he was a person who often stayed at home reading, but Zhao Tangming's skin was dark and dry, as if he often did farm work.

Half of his hair is white, and he looks cheerful and has a good temper.

"I think Village Chief Zhang has already told you that the private school next to my house will be completed soon, but it only lacks a teacher.

I heard that Mr. Zhao is well-read and knowledgeable. I wonder if he would be willing to teach in my small private school?"

When Zhao Tangming heard Luo Xiaoran's praise, two pink clouds secretly climbed up his cheerful face, and he felt a little uncomfortable:

"Miss Luo, you are too kind. I am willing to give it a try."

There are three places surrounding Luo Xiaoran's house, a private school, a clinic, and the remaining one is five acres of wasteland near Baobao Mountain.

The private school and the clinic have been built one after another. Because they are not as big as Luo Xiaoran's house, nor as exquisite, they are built very quickly.

Wang Dandan promised that the project would be completed before the Spring Festival, and joked that "I want to have a good year with Luo Xiaoran's wages."

The five acres of wasteland near Baobao Mountain had long been reclaimed by Niu Shubao and his contracted temporary workers. The only thing left was to decide what to plant.

At the gate of the private school, Du Kongqing was welcoming the villagers in for a visit.

Luo Xiaoran pointed at this situation and explained to Zhao Tangming: "Most of the children in Hexi Village go to school in the county town, and their parents have to go back and forth every day to pick them up, which is very troublesome.

If children study here, the tuition fee will be much cheaper, and they don’t have to leave the village, so the children’s parents can rest assured.

After the New Year, they have to pay their tuition fees again. I invited them to come over and ask if they are willing to study with me. "

Zhao Tangming nodded deeply, "So that's it!"

Luo Xiaoran continued to introduce: "The private school has two entrances and two exits. The front one has a larger area and is used by Mr. Zhao to teach the children.

The house in the back courtyard is smaller and is mainly used by my brother’s husband to live in, so as not to disturb the people in front and behind.”

Zhao Tangming was curious when he heard this and asked, "Who is Young Master Luo's husband?"

“What a coincidence, he was also invited from Hedong Village, his name is Sun Qingyuan.

It's just that he doesn't want to teach other children, so he troubles you to teach."

When Zhao Tangming heard the name "Sun Qingyuan", his expression suddenly changed, and the smile that had been hanging on the corner of his mouth immediately disappeared.

Luo Xiaoran keenly noticed the change in Zhao Tangming and asked, "What's wrong, Mr. Zhao?"

Zhao Tangming seemed to have just woken up from some bad memory. He suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Luo Xiaoran with an unclear expression:

"I suddenly remembered that I have something to do at home, so I'll go back first. Let me think about the teaching matter again!"

After Zhao Tangming finished speaking, he slipped away with his hands behind his back, leaving Zhao Cuilan stunned and Luo Xiaoran a little surprised.

Luo Xiaoran looked at Zhao Cuilan, who had not yet closed her mouth, and asked, "Mr. Zhao knows Sun Qingyuan?"

Zhao Cuilan spread her hands and stared blankly, "I don't know either!"