To support exiled officials, start by worshipping the God of Wealth

The Jiang family felt as if there was a scorching sun in their hearts, warming them to the point of burning.

Jiang Jinyou felt indescribable emotions in his heart. He sighed, "These are all divine objects, too rare. Su'er, you should keep them. Making salt is extremely dangerous."

Jiusu handed the bag over, and his hands felt a lot lighter.

"Nothing will happen to me in Su Ming County. The prince and the marquis are here, and A Jing is also with me. I still have a lot of these things. Take them. Otherwise, my aunt will be worried and in a bad mood."

Jiang Jinyou glanced at his wife, then he put on the bag and said solemnly, "I will remember your kindness. Jing'er, please protect the girl well, okay?"

"The kid knows."

The courtyard became empty. Due to their special status, Jiusu did not allow her aunt and Nianyin to go to the shop. In the courtyard, they were admiring the flowers and showing their handkerchiefs when they were bored. Suddenly, someone left, which made them feel a little depressed.

Worried about the safety of loved ones.

Jiang Nianyin lowered her head. "It would be great if my daughter could help father and Susu, but I can't do anything. I'm not good at work, and I'm not the best girl in Shengjing."

The needle in Jiang's mother's hand paused.

Her smile was gentle, like the warm sun. "You don't have to be the best, but you have to be the most dedicated. In a few days, the weather will get cold, and Susu will be busy. She won't have time to drink hot tea or eat hot meals. We can help."

Jiang Nianyin's eyes flashed.

"I'm going to make a pair of warm sleeves for Susu!"

"I won't make a pair for your brother." Jiang's mother smiled.

Jiang Nianyin thought for a moment, "He is a man who can resist cold weather. I will make warm sleeves for Susu first. If there is still time, I will make him a pair."

My brother is not as nice as my sister-in-law.

Qiu Man, on the other hand, has been eating hotpot all the time. When she has time, she would come to play with Jiang Nianyin and listen to her stories about Jiusu. Eventually, she became full of admiration and decided in her heart that she would wait until the next time she saw Jiusu.

Be sure to express your love.

At night, Jiusu had a nightmare. No, it should not be called a nightmare. It should be called a very miserable dream. In the dream, a beautiful woman was crying while hugging a pillow. In the end, it turned out that Jiusu's mother was crying while hugging her.

Jiu Mu's figure became increasingly transparent, staring straight ahead, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

"Mom..." she murmured, then woke up with tears in her eyes.

In front of her, two maids were whispering. Seeing that the young lady had woken up, they knelt in front of the bed, looking at the person on the bed with hesitation and hesitancy, as if they had something to say but stopped themselves.

Jiusu sat up, just waking up, his voice hoarse.

Looking at the deep sky outside, there was not a trace of light.

"what happened?"

Zitan pursed her lips and sighed, "Aunt Yuan sent someone to bring news that Madam Jiu had passed away. She said that her family wanted to come look for you, but the village chief suppressed them and asked you to take some time to go home."

Jiusu sat there in a daze.

It wasn't until I felt warmth on my hand that I figured out who Madam Jiu was, "My mother?"

Zitan nodded and said distressedly: "Miss, Aunt Yuan said that it's okay to go back in a few days. Now your brother and sister-in-law want to put the blame on you."

Kou Shao also advised.

"I'm afraid you might get hurt."

After a moment, Jiusu let out a long sigh. The candlelight on the table was blown crookedly by the wind. She shifted her gaze to the shadow on the wall and said, "Prepare the carriage. I'll go back now."

They supported all the decisions made by the young lady, and Zitan went to harness the carriage.

Kou Shao dressed her up and said with a tone of grievance, "Can you not bring only Zitan this time? I want to go too. If they are unreasonable, I will be more hurt than Zitan's claws."

I stretched out my hand and saw that my nails were not long at all.

Ugh, I should have grown it longer.

"I'll take you there." Jiusu looked at herself in the mirror and thought of the dream. She and Jiusu had a mother-daughter relationship. Her mother had passed away, and as a daughter, she should go and see her.

She was wearing a plain dress and no red hairpins.

In ancient times, Jiusu was also well maintained.

No one expected that Jiang Jing would also come. He stood in front of the carriage and took the initiative to say, "I woke up at night and saw the candlelight flickering in your yard, so I wanted to take a look. Zitan told me, Ah Su, I will take you back, but it's too late and it's not safe for you."

Three girls, it's really not very safe.

Now the automatic crossbow has also been lent to Uncle Jiang.

Along the way, Jiusu closed his eyes and dozed off, constantly thinking about a question in his mind: Was Jiusu's mother's death indirectly caused by her not giving the money?

Zitan said softly, "Miss, we're here."

At dawn, there were no white flowers in front of Jiu's house, and it looked like no one had died. However, there were many neighbors squatting around. The courtyard gate was wide open and the mourning hall was set up.

It was just that the Jiugui couple were lying on the ground and sleeping.

Jiudali was secretly eating the two cakes that were offered to him.

The carriage entered the village and soon everyone arrived.

The snack in Jiudali's hand fell to the ground. He bent down to pick it up. He looked up and saw someone at the door. He pointed at Jiusu and shouted, "Dad! Mom! That bitch is here!"

A child of only a few years old, yet he speaks so viciously.

Village Chief Chen frowned, put his hands behind his back, and walked into the yard with Jiusu. He scolded: "Jiugui, is this how you usually teach your son?"

"Village chief, did my son say anything wrong?" Chen Yulan protected her child and retorted with her hands on her hips.

Village Chief Chen snorted coldly: "Someday something bad will happen!"

The couple looked at each other and softened their attitudes. They were not going to quarrel today.

As a woman, when Chen Yulan saw how beautiful Jiusu was, her eyes seemed to be filled with poison. In an instant, she knelt in front of the mourning hall and cried loudly, with her sleeves covered with snot and tears.

"Mom! You died such a tragic death! You had a rich daughter, but she still starved to death!"

Jiugui shouted, "Jiusu! You killed my mother, you vicious person. When you showed up at our house, I should have strangled you to death!"

Aunt Yuan stood in front and explained to the villagers.

"Jiusu is a kindhearted girl. She was afraid that Jiugui would take the money away and spend it, so she asked me to cook an extra meal for her mother. Zhishu, you have seen that I often go to the factory to eat with you in the big pot. It was also Jiusu's request.

Just a few days ago, my elder sister said she would not come to eat anymore. This was her own choice.”

Jiugui is so fed up with Aunt Yuan.

When my mother went to someone else's house to eat in an unbecoming manner and didn't bring back any steamed bread, he threatened her not to go, "She is so rich, what's wrong with giving us some money?"

It was cold and chilly everywhere.

It's disheartening.

Kou Shao raised her head and said, "You are a grown man, and your wife is strong, but you can't support two children and an old man?"

Aunt Wang sneered.

"Just them? In the past few years, Jiugui's mother has been working in the fields to feed these parasites! Forcing them to work in the fields is like asking for their lives. A grown man abuses his mother and puts the blame on his sister. Do you have any shame?"

Jiusu didn't expect that so many people in the village would speak up for her.

The family had no money to buy a coffin, so they just covered the deceased with a straw mat.

She said, "Village Chief, I want to go in and see my mother."

Jiang Jing followed behind without saying much.

The straw mat was lifted, and Jiu's mother was only wearing thin clothes.

Seeing this, Jiang Jing's eyes darkened slightly: "She didn't die of starvation, she died of freezing."