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In her opinion, Liang Yuanqing was the worst person in the family, but Grandpaâs illness wasnât his fault. So, who could it have been?
Was it... a mysterious unknown power?
Jiang Xiaoman began going into the metaphysical.
If it couldnât be solved by the power of men, then should she find a witch doctor? That was what Grandma did best.
The system hurriedly said, âNo, host, calm down! Feudal superstition is dangerous! Letâs be more scientific, there must be a trace we can follow! If you work hard, we will definitely find a way!â
Jiang Xiaoman whispered, âActually, you are quite unscientific...â
The system couldnât come up with an explanation to refute her.
The two talked for a while, but did not manage to come up with a plan.
Jiang Xiaoman said, âAnyway, we still have a bottle of Veritaserum, so I canât waste it. Iâll go to Liang Siyu first and ask her.â
âUh-huh!â The system rubbed its hands in anticipation.
As long as she was willing to work, she was a good host.
Liang Siyu accompanied Wen Hui by the hospital bed and acted like a good daughter. When Jiang Xiaoman arrived, Liang Siyu was acting coquettishly towards Wen Hui, creating a particularly warm and harmonious scene. However, the warmth and harmony ended with the arrival of Jiang Xiaoman. As soon as she came, Liang Siyu was neither harmonious nor warm, and secretly rolled her eyes at her.
Jiang Xiaoman was not angry at all. She felt that rolling oneâs eyes looked ugly and impolite. If she could, she would also whistle at Liang Siyu to ridicule her. This was a trick that she learned from Sun Xiaojie and the others.
It was very hooligan-like.
But Jiang Xiaoman felt that she should not do such a thing in front of an adult, so she gave it up.Visitt for the latest updates
âMom.â Jiang Xiaoman walked over, said hello, and sat down as well.
âMaybe what I did before was too obvious, so she is afraid.â
âYeah! Host, you threw a curve ball like Iâve never seen before, unprecedented and unheard of!â
Jiang Xiaoman ignored the systemâs compliments. Her eyes fell on the water bottle in her hand, and she said in a low voice, âBut if you didnât do anything wrong, then you wonât be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door in the middle of the night. What is she afraid of?â
The system didnât know either, and didnât answer her.
There was still Veritaserum in the bottle that had costed her 200 points. Liang Siyu didnât drink it, but Jiang Xiaoman didnât think about throwing it away; that would be too wasteful.
As for whether it would expire or not, this was not something she had to think about.
Jiang Xiumei and Jiang Xing still lived in the suite from before and had not moved out yet.
Jiang Xing had bought another house for Jiang Xiaoman near Qiming High School, but it took some time to go through the formalities, and for now he couldnât move in right away. He could only get used to the inconvenience first for now.
âThe child is about to start school soon, so you must not drop the ball!â Jiang Xiumei advised him over and over. âItâs better if the house has a yard, so I can grow vegetables and open up the land, otherwise Iâll be bored.â
Jiang Xing complained, âMight as well make a pig pen!â
âThatâs not out of the question.â
â...â He was just joking, but she took it seriously.
It was no exaggeration to say that every inch of land here cost an inch of gold. Housing here was even more expensive than the school district house for Xiaoman back then. But he could afford it now, and he could even buy it without blinking an eye.
But asking him to buy a piece of open land here to raise pigs and plant crops, to be honest, it still felt like stabbing him in the heart. Even if he was like The Foolish Old Man1, even after his descendants raised pigs for generations, they still wouldnât be able to earn the money back.
Not to mention, even if he was willing to buy, there was no one selling.
Footnote:
1. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Foolish_Old_Man_Removes_the_Mountains
Story about an old man that tried to dig through a mountain, a seemingly impossible task. He said that even if he couldnât do it, there would be his children and grandchildren, and his descendants would one day finish the task.