Fu Jiujiu followed the sound and looked over, it really was Tang Qi.

Half a year hadn't passed, and he looked much better. In his dark brocade robes, he was handsome and imposing, though his complexion was still somewhat pale. When he left, he was about the same height as Fu Bajin, but now he was half a head taller than him.

Fujujiao actually thinks Xiaozheng has a bit too much of a masculine flavor.

Tang Xian's remaining gaze saw the little dumpling's eyes looking at him weren't unfamiliar. He endured it and didn't let himself get too excited.

In fact, he didn't expect these little dolls to remember him.

This was a pleasant surprise.

Fu Jiujiu was a little disappointed, the young boy didn't look at her. It seemed like only she was happy about this.

"Tang Qi," Fu Bajin had already walked over. He'd imagined patting him like before, but he raised his hand and still didn't let it fall.

"How did you come back?"

Fu Tianfu, the little money fanatic, has already picked up the golden beans and casually handed them to Fu Jiujiao. He always does this, giving all the good things to his little aunt.

Fu Jiujiu, seeing how filial he was, decided to let bygones be bygones and not tell his mother about him selling himself.

She clutched the gold ingot in her hand, her mind drifting back to the stone that had flown out of nowhere during her fight with Fan Simei.

If she wasn't mistaken, it should be the same method.

Wasn't it really him last time?

Since you're already here, why not show yourself?

weird and strange.

"Come take a look." Tang Xian said, stealing a glance at Fu Jiujiu. He saw that she was staring intently at the golden bean.

In her eyes, she was less attractive than a gold bean?

But then he thought, the golden beans were his own anyway, and he still had a bag full of them.

"Uncle Tang Qi, were you thinking of me?" Fu Tian asked boldly.

"Wish you wet the bed?" Fu Bajin said bluntly.

"Uncle Eight, didn't you promise me not to bring this up? If you say it again, I'll wet my pants!"

Tang Xian smiled. These two kids were still as noisy and rambunctious as they were when they followed him around. Nothing had changed.

But the little dumpling has changed a lot. He walks steadily now, and his speech is clear too. Just now, he said "no" very clearly and crisply. And he seems even more adorable.

"Alright, alright," Fu Bajin put on a stern face, and Fu Tianfu dared not speak again. "Tang Qi, you don't know how much your mother misses you. She'll be overjoyed to hear you're here. Come home."

"Home," these two words, Tang Xian heard very comfortably.

He smiled slightly, "Well, home."

Meanwhile, he extended a finger towards the little dumpling.

Fujujiao didn't put on a pretense, she stretched out her chubby little hand.

Tang Qi took her hand, a rare smile playing on his lips.

Feng Ji followed behind the few people, also smiling along with them.

"Hold it right there! Cuckoo is my daughter-in-law?"

Tang Xian suddenly turned back, "Your wife?"

Fu Bajin and Fu Tianfu nervously stuck out their tongues.

It's over.

"Yes... Yes... Yes..." Song Yuanping muttered, but somehow, he found this little boy who was about the same age as him to be quite frightening.

He was more terrifying when his face darkened with anger than when he was about to beat someone.

They said, whoever's good at Fu-jiao-jiao is that person's daughter-in-law. I give her a few ounces of silver, she's mine.

Tang Xian curled her lips. "I didn't see you take the silver, but she already took my gold beans."

"I said that first, you have to follow the order of arrival."

Song Yuanping used his sleeve to wipe his face, proudly raising his head as if he felt confident of victory.

Unexpectedly, Tang Xian smiled again, "If we talk about first come, first served, she took my jade pendant six months ago, so she should have returned it to me six months ago."

Song Yuanping: "..."

Fu Jiujiu: "..."

Although I know the lolicon is just helping me out of a jam, but... he's so cute.

Song Yuanping had nothing to say, so he wanted to resort to force. He was the village bully in their village, not because he was particularly strong, but because everyone knew his father was the village head and couldn't be messed with.

But Tang Xian was not afraid of him. With a glance, Feng Ji had already thrown the little chubby Song Yuanping to his mother's feet.

Song Yuanping watched his beloved daughter-in-law being led away by another boy, lying on the ground crying and wailing, "You wait, what's so great about a broken jade pendant, I'll have my father sell more land, buy ten or eight..."

We can't let this dead child speak anymore.

Li Jinyan hurriedly covered his mouth with her hand, then quickly explained to the surrounding villagers, "There's nothing wrong, that stinky boy is just talking nonsense, don't listen to him."

"I…uh…"

Li JinYan pulled the person away rudely with a forced expression.

People talked a lot about the village head selling land, but in the end, they could only turn a blind eye. After all, who are they to question the village head?

Finally, the conversation shifted back to Tang Xian. After all, his current attire looked very classy.

Everyone was murmuring, how could such a good thing happen to the Fu family? If it were their own family who saved him, they would have benefited too.

The Fu family was naturally delighted to see Tang Xian. Although they were puzzled by Tang Xian's composure at seeing their new home, they quickly let it go.

Tang Qi was the son of a wealthy family, so ordinary brick houses were nothing special to him.

Tang Xian was not surprised because he had been there once before.

Fu Bajin and Fu Tianfu were both on edge, afraid that Tang Qi would slip up. If their family found out about them making money with Xiao Jiujiu, they'd be in for a beating.

But it's okay, Tang Qi is very tight-lipped.

"Tang Qi, how many days will you be staying this time?" Tian Guihua asked with a smile.

Tang Xian shook her head slightly, Tian Guihua's smile stiffened for a moment, "It's okay, the fact that you can come back to see me, your old lady is already very happy."

"Auntie, although I can't stay long this time, I will come and stay for a long time next time."

"Next time?" Tian Guihua laughed at once. "Alright, then it's settled. Next time, you must stay for longer, everyone at home misses you."

Tang Xian was really in a hurry, arriving in the evening. She had to set off the next day.

That evening, Fu Jiujiu was drawing on the ground with a stick. She was thinking about an ancient-style dressing-up game she had played before. The clothes in the game were all exquisite and beautiful. Because she loved the game so much, she even spent quite a bit of money on it. She remembered the styles of the clothes clearly.

If she could paint it, and have the second sister-in-law do it...

Tang Xian stood there for a long time, the little milk bun ate her fill and just started drawing randomly here. He looked at it for a while and couldn't figure out what she was drawing.

"Hey, you haven't called for anyone yet?"

Thanks to Fu Jiujiu's big courage, or she would have been really scared. However, Fu Jiujiu thinks this boy's skill has improved a lot, and she didn't even realize he was getting close to her.

"Hurry, call Seven Brother, I'll give you all these gold beans."

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