The middle-aged man said and bowed deeply to Xie Fu. At his age, he was more understanding of the world than the careless Qiu Jintang, and he also understood his humble status in front of this young master. This was what he should do as a lower-class person when asking for help from others.

manner.

The middle-aged man didn't bend down completely, so he was gently lifted up by Xie Fu: "Uncle, it's just a little effort."

He doesn't really like to be thanked by others. He just feels that everything he does should be done out of his true heart, rather than to gain the respect of others.

Because in this way, people will slowly be corrupted by being high and powerful, and the less people want, the less they will be burdened by things, and they will not be tired of doing service.

"Sir..." The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with anxiety, because in his eyes Fu Xie's action was a polite refusal.

Xie Fu interrupted with a smile: "Uncle, since I'm here, I will naturally take care of things." Then he said to Qiu Jintang: "Miss Qiu, have I ever let you down?"

After thinking about it for a while, Qiu Jintang said categorically: "No!"

"Okay! Let your second uncle go back to rest first. I'll wait for you here."

Qiu Hong and his cousin helped his father back to the house. As he walked, he looked back at Fu Xie from time to time. After entering the room, he finally couldn't help but ask: "Dad, what did Aunt Niu say to you?"

Qiu Jintang then told Mr. Xie that he had given Aunt Niu a few taels of silver.

Qiu Hong asked weakly: "Will he also help us?" To their family, whether to help or not is the difference between life and death.

Qiu Jintang responded: "Master Xie wants to help everyone."

"What!"

Qiu Hong exclaimed: "Is he so rich?"

He actually wanted to bear everyone's land taxes on his own, fearing that he would lose all his family wealth.

Qiu Jintang hesitated to speak. He didn't know what kind of help Mr. Xie wanted to use. Perhaps the easiest way to solve the problem was to spread wealth through charity. He said, "I think he should be very rich."

"Xiaotang, where did you go to meet such a noble person?"

Qiu Jintang smiled bitterly: "It's just a chance encounter."

Qiu Hong asked: "Did he ask for anything from you?"

Qiu Jintang was stunned for a moment, unable to react: "What?"

Qiu Hong said: "I mean, he won't help us like this for no reason?"

Qiu Jintang really didn't know how to answer this question. It seemed that Mr. Xie didn't ask for anything, but if he thought about it carefully, was there really such a good person in the world?

Perhaps Mr. Xie is one of those very few, and he is really different.

Qiu Hong said: "This Mr. Xie is the one who is really capable of doing things. He is not like that Mr. Song who just eats and drinks and boasts about Haikou but can't get anything done."

"Brother, don't say that to Mr. Su. He is also very enthusiastic to help, but... his ability is limited."

"Is it Mr. Song or Mr. Su?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "It's Mr. Su. He didn't tell his real last name last time."

"Look at it, you can see that he is a deceiver."

"Master Su has his own reasons, because..."

Qiu Hong interrupted: "Okay, I don't want to hear about Mr. Su. It is our fate to meet a noble man like Mr. Xie to help us. No matter what, you should try your best to agree to whatever request he makes."

Qiu Jintang heard the implication of her cousin's words: "Brother, what do you mean?"

"What do I mean? You know it very well. Didn't you make ridiculous remarks about this noble man? If not, why are you angry?"

"I'm angry because you underestimate him as a person."

The middle-aged man was so tired that he really didn't want to talk. Seeing the brother and sister quarreling for no reason, he interrupted: "Okay, Xiaotang, Mr. Xie is still waiting for you."

Qiu Hong actually urged: "It's better to hurry up."

Seeing her cousin's expression as if he was about to sell her out, Qiu Jintang glared hard.

Qiu Hong said displeasedly: "Xiaotang, why are you glaring? I'm just giving you a heads up to save you from having a arrogant and bad temper."

Qiu Jintang snorted and turned to leave.

Qiu Hong smiled when he looked at Qiu Jintang's back, "You think I don't care about you? You are my sister after all."

When he saw Qiu Jintang disappearing from his sight, he breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as he exhaled this breath, his tense nerves relaxed, and his legs went limp and he collapsed directly on the ground.

In fact, he has been gritting his teeth and persisting. The father of this family is the first to push him. If he can't hold it anymore, it is his turn as the elder brother to push him.

"Dad, do you think he will really help us?"

Without waiting for an answer, my father was so tired that he fell asleep.

"Master Su, I borrowed pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

Su Huaizhang heard the voice and walked quickly: "Let's go."

As soon as Su Huaizhang left, Qiu Jintang came out of the house with his hind legs: "Thank you, Mr. Master, for keeping you waiting for so long."

Xie Fu was extremely excited at the moment and said without any unnecessary nonsense: "Let's go."

"Where to go?"

"Dig a well!"

Hearing these two words again, Qiu Jintang was instantly petrified. She understood what these two words represented. They touched the taboo of the Prince of East Henan Province and offended the majesty of the Prince of East Henan Province, even in Henan Province.

Prince Dongjun pooped and peed on his head.

This kind of thing could be done by ordinary people, and she could also imagine the terrible consequences. Without the need for the Prince of Yudong County to personally come forward, the officials of Weizhou, big and small, would handle the matter in panic.

He even used some cruel methods to calm down the anger of the Prince of East Henan Province, and then achieve the purpose of protecting himself.

Qiu Jintang always thought that she was fearless, but when she really had to face it, the fear that grew in her heart made her whole body weak.

Seeing that Qiu Jintang was frightened, Gu Yuling stepped forward and comforted her softly: "Don't worry, he is the one who makes the decision."

Qiu Jintang came back to her senses and asked, "Master Xie, do you really want to do this?" His voice trembled involuntarily.

Xie Fu laughed loudly: "I can't wait."

Qiu Jintang was thinking confusedly and took Xie Fu to the well that had been sealed for many years. This well was a well that the village used to draw water for life.

I heard from my second uncle that before the well was sealed, there was a lot of excitement around the well every day, with people carrying water, people washing clothes...

Now it is overgrown with weeds and there is no trace of the well.

Gu Yuling looked around, and Xie Fu asked directly: "Xiaotang, where are you?"

Qiu Jintang walked a few steps and then pointed to a place overgrown with weeds: "It should be here."

Qiu Jintang was not sure about the well, because she had never seen this well, but every time her second uncle passed by, he would point to this place accurately, and then sigh.

Perhaps this well is not only the domestic water in the village, but also carries many memories of the second uncle, and is even an indispensable part of the second uncle's life.

It's like the soul has no nourishment and becomes like a zombie.

Seeing Qiu Jintang's hesitation, Xie Fu asked, "Are you sure?" Although Xie Fu is proficient in hundreds of skills, he is not omnipotent. He really doesn't know how to dig a well.

Qiu Jintang suddenly squatted down and began to pull out the weeds with her bare hands.

In fact, she must be resisting in her heart. How could she dig a well without any tools, just with her bare hands, and even with the fluke mentality of just going through the motions?

But at this moment she really wanted to see what the well looked like, even a little bit of its outer outline.

Xie Fu drew his sword and said loudly: "Get out of the way!"

Qiu Jintang looked at the sword blade in Xie Fu's hand that shone coldly under the moonlight, and was sure that it was a sharp sword capable of killing people.

Does Mr. Xie also kill people? Many noble men have the habit of wearing swords. When she first saw them, she thought they were just ornaments.

Qiu Jintang walked away a few steps, about ten feet away.

Xie Fu did not make a move. At this time, Gu Yuling grabbed Qiu Jintang and retreated five feet away in an instant.

This situation was like teleportation to Qiu Jintang. She looked at Gu Yuling in surprise and then remembered that Sister Gu was an immortal from Shenhua Peak.

At this time, Fu Xie had already taken action, and there was a sound like an arrow tearing through the air. Then he flicked his sleeves, and a strong wind blew across the grass. The weeds with broken stems flew away like catkins in the wind, revealing three pieces of grass.

Come from a piece of flat land within ten feet.

Because some book friends said that these chapters were a bit delayed, today’s chapter is 5200.
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