These characters are not written with a pen, but with charcoal. The carbon powder suppressed many figures, making the accounts unclear.

I want to write in a hurry and write directly on the account book without turning pages.

Could it be that this was written before Xia Dingshan died?

At that time, it was Xia Dinghai who went to send tiles with Xia Dingshan, and this "brother" was Xia Dinghai!

Xia Dingshan was really killed by Xia Dinghai!

Xia Qianqian was anxious and hated, and there were thousands of emotions in her chest. How can this be? Murdered his brother for that little family property!

"Qianqian, what's wrong with you?" Qin Xue asked when she noticed something was wrong.

Xia Qianqian looked at Qin Xue, her beautiful features in the sun were gentle and delicate. She used to be a man's treasure, sweet in the palm. But all of this was destroyed by Xia Dinghai.

"mother……"

Xia Qianqian choked, and at this moment she wished to bring Xia Dinghai to justice.

However, this account book left by Xia Dingshan is far from enough. She had no way to prove that those charcoal characters were those of Xia Dingshan.

"Qianqian, why are you crying?" Qin Xue panicked. This was the first time she saw her elder daughter crying.

"I didn't." Xia Qianqian clenched her small fist hard. Xia Dinghai, you wait, I must bring you to justice!

Qin Xue said: "Did you miss Yu'er? Actually, Yu'er is very capable of taking care of herself, so don't worry. The private school will be closed the day after tomorrow, and Yu'er can go home."

Xia Qianqian couldn't explain, and didn't want to explain, she just nodded dullly: "Yeah."

She carefully collected the account books and decided to take a walk to Lao Xia's house, looking for evidence.

Why can the second aunt live with the second uncle, because she knows that the second uncle killed Xia Dingshan!

...

The Song family stood at the door, knocking on the seeds to bask in the sun.

Since Xia Yu was picked up, she hated Xia Qianqian, and when she saw Xia Qianqian turned her head, she entered the house and closed the door.

"Second aunt." Xia Qianqian said with a smile, "Auntie said, I can go back to Lao Xia's house at any time, why did you close the door? What's the matter, don't you let me in?"

Song clan opened the door again.

Xia Qianqian didn't go in, and stood at the bottom of the steps to talk to the Song family: "Second aunt, Shanshan mixes well in the county, and my aunt is very kind to her."

"Huh!" Song Clan snorted coldly, with a smug look between his eyebrows, "My Shanshan is going to stay in the county!"

"It's so good, it's enviable." Xia Qianqian pretended to flatter, "It is said that her daughter is a little padded jacket of a mother. If this daughter is well raised, she will be better than her son! When a daughter gets married, she is just stepping on the springboard, but the boy can only keep it hard. Take care of your family business and work hard."

Song loves to hear this. In the future, her daughter will marry in the county seat, won’t she be more beautiful than the two sons of the third family?

At this moment, Yang came out of the house. The Song cried loudly: "Is that right? Where is the daughter worse than the son? Once the springboard is stepped on, the sparrow turns into a phoenix. But some people don't understand, they think they have a very glorious son."

Yang's face sank and became angry: "Second sister-in-law, who do you mean by swearing at Sang Huai?"

"I didn't say who, I'm talking to Xia Qianqian!" Song Clan hummed, feeling very happy.

Yang heard that Xia Qianqian was also there, so he hurried out and smiled all over his face: "Oh, Qianqian is here? Come and sit at home."

"San." Xia Qianqian smiled and asked, "Is my third uncle still working in the kiln?"

"Yes, there is a little business at home recently, but it's so busy with him. It's a hard work to leave early and return late. Your third uncle, it's just work." Yang gave Song a white glance.

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