deed, money could not measure up to a family’s pillar!

What was the use of money when the pillar collapsed?

In Anyang Village, every household ate what they farmed and reaped from their rice fields.
A man was needed to cut firewood from the mountain and to fetch oil from the oil mill!

Now, the family would be bullied without a man and might even invite gossip in the future.

In fact, someone had already called her an accursed woman behind her back today, saying that she had caused her husband’s death.

Her in-laws spited her for Zhao Xiangjun’s death as well.

She was really troubled by all these.

The teary-eyed Doudou hugged his mother close as he sipped his lips without another word.

Youyou could take it no longer; he leaned over and whispered into his father’s ear, “Daddy, Uncle Zhao’s death has something to do with me! If not for me, the Zhao family wouldn’t be bereft of a loved one.
How about we bring the family and settle them in the capital?”

“What happened?” Mu Yazhe glanced at him with furrowed brows.

“It’s Mu Lianjue!”

The boy could not hide the fury in his eyes when he mentioned that name!

Although he had not yet investigated the identity of those assassins, he was certain that they were dispatched by the middle-aged man.

Those men were on a suicide mission to hunt him down and showed no mercy to whomever stood in their way!

If not for Zhao Xiangjun, he might not be alive now!

The boy then secretly narrated the full story of how he was saved by the village man from beginning to end into his father’s ear.

The man was apparently incensed and narrowed his eyes as he balled his hands into fists!

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