The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Joe Mo Feng took a break to find Ning Mengyao and saw her sitting at the desk, looking at the box with the ledger next to her and wondering what she was thinking.

Walking to the desk, he leaned forward with his hands on the desk and looked at Ning Mengyao: “Mother, what is wrong with you? Is it uncomfortable? ”

“Hmm? Maple? I'm fine. I went to see Jane's today and found out something.” Ning Mengyao told Jomo Feng what he learned from Jane's family in secret.

“What the fuck do you mean, there might be secrets in these books? And it's a bigger secret than we found out now?” Jomo Maple thinks it's a little impossible, and if it is, why would so many books stay at Jane's instead of just sending them away?

Ning Mengyao nodded and shook his head again: “I still don't understand this, but Jane's expression is unchangeable. After I told him what we knew from the books, he was not worried, not in a hurry, he was fortunate. ”

A person's reaction becomes a blessing only when greater secrets are not discovered.

“But Mother, I think there are so many problems, if that's the case, they should talk about sending things away, not staying.” Jomo Feng dragged a stool from the side to sit in front of Ning Mengyao and said.

Ning Mengyao's eyes shrugged slightly: “What if they want to send it out but they can't make it, or… or the other person sends it to them? ”

Jane's books are too well kept, which means that the books of 50 years ago were also well kept in that secret room, which means that they carry an unspeakable secret.

“If that's the case, it's really possible.” Jomo Feng said with seriousness.

Ning Mengyao shook his head and said with some irritation: “I have no idea. ”

These books have been turned over by them, and if something were really wrong, it would have been discovered long ago, not so long ago.

“Mother, don't think about it so much. Take a break. I'll call my uncles. There may be a way.” Xiao Qifeng rose up behind Ning Mengyao and pressed her forehead gently.

Enjoying his son's massage, Mengyao nodded. “You're right, I'll take another look. You help me find my brother-in-law. ”

“Okay.”

Ning Mengyao looked at the books on the table: “I don't believe it, I can't break your secret.

The four royal winds were dragged out by Jomo Feng's knock on the door of the room. I was very dissatisfied, but I thought that Ning Mengyao was still busy at this time, so I had to go to the study together.

On the way here, Jomo Maple told them about it.

The royal wind completely collapsed: "It's just a ledger. Do they have so many secrets in it? ”

“Let's go.” I glanced at the royal wind in the morning and said with no anger.

When they arrived, Ning Mengyao remained as Joe Mo Feng had left, staring at the books on the table.

“Yao?” Merolyn walked in front of Mengyao, reaching out and waving in front of her.

Ning Mengyao reacted and looked at Merolyn: "Sister May, you are here. ”

“Don't worry, we'll help together.” Merolyn smiled and watched as Ning Mengyao softly soothed.

Ning Mengyao smiled, did not speak, and put his gaze on the ledger on the table.

Merolyn, they couldn't find a way to find a place for themselves to start researching with their books.

The royal wind looks at the books on the side, instantly collapses, so many, when will we see this?

Everyone was looking at the books, the royal wind looked over many books, the result was still the same as before, suddenly a little irritated, hands up and threw the books out: “Something, my eyes are about to become a fighting-eye, nothing. ”

Ning Mengyao looked up at the royal wind and saw the books thrown out by him fall from the sky to the ground.

Looking at the slowly falling ledger, Mengyao's face changed and he hurried up and picked up the ledger.

“Yao, what are you doing? ”