Koi baby helps his mother farm and becomes the richest man

Zhou Yu returned to the west room and slowly fed An An. Seeing that her complexion had almost recovered, he felt relieved.

He touched her delicate little face and said solemnly, "An An, don't worry, your supernatural powers will not be told to anyone. I will even help your family cover it up and will never let you fall into danger!"

An An's mouth corners curled up high. She knew that this was the truth and it had a very long shelf life!

Hey! Happy! Handsome uncle, if you can talk, just say more!

Ding! Energy +1.

An An laughed even more happily, clinging to Zhou Yu and refusing to let go.

Zhou Yu pulled out a map of the Great Zhou Dynasty from his pocket, carefully spread it out on the kang, and asked cautiously, "An An, can you help me point out the approximate range?"

Just look at the map! No problem!

An An withdrew from Zhou Yu's arms and climbed onto the kang.

The map was drawn on silk so it could be carried around, but it was very detailed.

An An looked carefully for a while, recalled the information he saw from Tianyancha, stretched out a little fat finger, and pointed at a location.

Turning to look at Zhou Yu, he saw that he was frowning and motionless, so he poked him again, "Angry! This!"

Zhou Yu felt a little heavy in his heart. He had sent people to investigate this area three times, but there was no news at all.

He slowly put the map away and held An An in his arms again. Although the temperature in the room had not changed at all, he felt a little cold.

A question lingered on the tip of my tongue for a long time, but I could never muster the courage to utter it.

An An yawned and felt a little sleepy. "Anything else you want to ask, handsome uncle?"

Seeing her like this, Zhou Yu hugged her tighter, as if he could draw energy from this small body.

After a while, he asked softly, "An An, are they... still alive?"

The sound was so soft, like a spider's silk thread, as if it would break at any moment, and it was trembling a little.

Oh, handsome uncle, is this person scared?

An An raised her paw and patted his chest gently, giving an affirmative answer: "Yeah."

She wanted to explain it in more detail, but she couldn't speak in complete sentences yet! Moreover, there were many things she knew but couldn't say directly, otherwise it would be considered breaking the rules and she would be punished.

Ah, I’m so sleepy!

Zhou Yu wanted to ask more questions when he realized that the little hand on his chest had slipped down. He looked down and saw that the little guy had fallen asleep.

He looked at Zhao Hu's kang and saw no bedding. It was obvious that An An didn't usually sleep in this room.

He carried her to the door of the east room and asked what to do.

Aunt Zhao immediately brought An An's bedding over and said apologetically, "Master Zhou, please keep an eye on it. We still have some finishing touches to do."

Zhou Yu looked at the sky and said, "Aunt, didn't Xu Xia send some candles? You can light them and do your work. Be careful not to hurt your eyes."

Aunt Zhao said nonchalantly as she spread the bedding: "It's okay, we're used to it."

"That won't do," Zhou Yu said seriously. "Injured eyes are a lifelong problem. Don't worry, I still have plenty of candles. They'll be enough."

Aunt Zhao had no choice but to agree.

When they returned to the east room, he whispered to Qin Ying, "Master Zhou is a grown man, but he takes good care of the children."

"Mother," Qin Ying glanced outside, "didn't you pour a bowl of hot water for Mr. Zhou?"

Aunt Zhou slapped her thigh and said, "Oh no! I was so focused on getting food for An An, how could I have forgotten about Master Zhou?"

Qin Ying shook her head helplessly, "It's only because Mr. Zhou doesn't mind it. Otherwise, if our family were so negligent, who knows what would happen."

Aunt Zhou was filled with regret.

Seeing this, Qin Ying tried to comfort him, "It's okay, it's okay. You can still go and deliver it now. Make An An a bowl of fried rice, and give him my roasted mushrooms as a snack."

"I can handle the rest of the work myself. You go and cook. We'll keep Mr. Zhou and Brother Xu for dinner tonight."

Aunt Zhao agreed and did as she was told.

Qin Ying lit the candles and concentrated on the final finishing touches. What remained were some delicate tasks that required special attention.

Zhou Yu looked at An An's belly bulging under the quilt and her little face flushed, and he knew that she was sleeping soundly.

I wanted to go back immediately and send a message to ask someone to search carefully at the place designated by An An, but I was also afraid that the little guy would roll off the kang in his sleep. I was really very uneasy.

An An suddenly turned over and muttered, "Ask... Mom..."

Zhou Yu's heart moved, and he moved closer to ask carefully, but he heard An An's faint snoring, so he gave up the idea and gently helped her tuck in the quilt.

When it was getting dark, Xu Xia and Zhao Hu came back dragging firewood. They estimated that the harvest would be quite good, so they borrowed a cart from the village and pulled a whole cart of firewood!

As soon as Zhao Hu entered the door, he happily called out to his mother and showed off his gains.

Aunt Zhao hurriedly asked him to speak more quietly, thanked Xu Xia, and ran some hot water for them to wash their hands.

Xu Xia dusted off the dust on his body, washed his hands, and then went to see Zhou Yu.

But he saw that his usually calm eldest son's face was full of anxiety. He was startled and asked hurriedly: "Eldest son, what happened?"

"There's news about my eldest and second sisters!" Zhou Yu clenched his fists and mentioned a place name. "Hurry up and send a message to Ding Qi to investigate carefully!"

Xu Xia's brows knitted together upon hearing this, and he hesitated, "Master, where did you get this information? Hasn't this place been investigated three times already?"

Zhou Yu closed his eyes, trying to calm himself down, and raised his hand. "I was too impatient. Take it easy, take it easy for a moment."

Dinner was a big stew. Aunt Zhao also made a meatball soup, blanched Chinese cabbage, and sprinkled it with tender green onions and chopped coriander, which was quite appetizing.

But when they were eating, seeing that Zhou Yu was absent-minded, Aunt Zhao became uneasy and asked tentatively, "Master Zhou, is the food not to your liking?"

She also specially steamed a few buns made of two grams of flour for Zhou Yu and his servant, while her own family ate corn-steamed bread.

"No," Zhou Yu forced a smile, "It's delicious, especially the meatball soup."

I'm not lying. Although the meatballs are vegetarian white radish meatballs, they have a special aroma when eaten.

Aunt Zhao couldn't help but praise Qin Ying: "It was my daughter Yingzi who came up with this idea. Dry the mushrooms and grind them into powder. Whether you're cooking or stewing soup, just adding a little bit will make it very delicious."

Zhou Yu's gaze shifted to Qin Ying's face. Thinking of An An's sleep talk, he asked unconsciously, "Miss Qin, I have something to ask you."

Qin Ying quickly put down her chopsticks.

Seeing this, Zhou Yu hurriedly said, "We are in private now, no need to be so formal."

Qin Ying picked up the chopsticks again, but just held them in her hand without eating anything. "Please tell me, I will do my best to help you in any way I can."

Zhou Yu organized his words before saying, "This is what happened. If two girls were separated during the war, where would they end up?"

After a moment's thought, he added, "They are still alive, but those who search for them are nowhere to be found."