The daily life of a space tycoon raising children, doting on his husband, and farming.

Chapter 153 Sending Letters
My muscles twitched involuntarily, and with the slightest movement, I felt as if all my strength had been drained, and cold sweat broke out involuntarily.

"Go back and take a closer look. Don't move around now." Shang Wan didn't expose his bravado, but her expression turned cold.

She tore off the hem of her skirt and simply wrapped Lu Chengjing's right arm in a sling around his neck.

Sensing that something was wrong with Shang Wan's tone, Lu Chengjing grabbed her wrist and said softly, "I'm fine."

Shang Wan glared at him, told him not to move, and went off to dig a hole.

Feeding the corpse to the wolves was just talk; if the wolves got used to eating human flesh, they would be in big trouble if they sneaked into the village.

After burying the men in black, Shang Wan took the weapon from Chu Xu and pretended to hide it in the wolf den, but actually secretly put it into her spatial storage.

Shang Wan said, "I buried a total of fifteen corpses. How many men in black attacked you?"

Stone said, "I didn't count carefully, but there are definitely more than fifteen."

Shang Wan looked at Lu Chengjing, who closed his eyes and recalled for a moment before slowly saying, "There were nineteen people in total, plus the peddler, making a total of twenty."

"Tsk, four got away." Shang Wan poked a hole in the ground with her finger.

Chu Xu asked nervously, "They're not going to come back, are they?"

Shang Wan looked at him and said, "That depends on how valuable you are in their eyes."

Chu Xu immediately regretted being lazy when he practiced martial arts before.

Shang Wan patted the mud off her hands, stood up, and said to everyone, "Staying in the wolf's den isn't going to work. Let's go back first."

Everyone had regained some strength. Shang Wan picked up Xiao Huan, Shi Tou and Lu Chengjing supported each other, and Chu Xu carried Yuan Yuan. The group then searched for a way down the mountain.

Yuan Yuan slept surprisingly well, showing no signs of waking up even when everyone held her around.

Chu Xu raised his hand and poked her chubby cheek. His father and elder brother always said he was carefree. They should come and see Yuanyuan. She could sleep soundly even when being chased. That's true carefree.

On the way down the mountain, Shang Wan briefly recounted what had happened on her side.

"There are two groups of people now. The ones who kidnapped the children and those who set fire to the Gao family's house are probably the same group. As for the fisherman, I don't know if he's on the assassin's side or the kidnapper's side."

……

A group of people were standing in front of the wooden shed, and Shang Wan heard a familiar voice.

She put Xiao Huan down and told Lu Chengjing and Shi Tou to hide and not go out, as her disheveled state was difficult to explain.

She looked down at herself and found nothing wrong except that her skirt was a little short.

Chu Xu was in a better condition; although his clothes were disheveled, at least he wasn't covered in blood.

"A-Nian, come with me." Shang Wan carried Yuan Yuan out, and Chu Xu hurriedly followed.

The two approached the wooden shed as if nothing had happened.

The people standing on this side of the wooden shed are from the Li, Wu, and Cui families. They have come to thank Shang Wan for finding their children.

Shang Wan accepted the gifts as a token of her gratitude. The group of people didn't leave immediately and chatted with Shang Wan.

Wu Mingli looked around and asked in confusion, "Why is there blood on the ground?"

"It's chicken blood. We didn't tie the chicken properly when we killed it, and it flew around even after its neck was cut." Shang Wan smiled. "It's all over the place, and we haven't had time to clean it up yet."

She saw a man's corpse when she got home earlier, but luckily she threw it into the cellar, otherwise it would have been terrible if these people had seen it.

After a few more casual words, Shang Wan excused herself by saying she needed to clean her house and told everyone to make themselves at home.

The guests were politely asked to leave, and they all made excuses, saying they still had chores to finish at home, and took their leave.

After everyone had left, Shang Wan turned back to pick up Xiao Huan, while Shi Tou helped Lu Chengjing, and they walked home together. Chu Xu had already placed Yuan Yuan on the bed and covered the sleeping little one with a small blanket.

Shang Wan carried Xiao Huan in and said, "A Nian, take Yuan Yuan to my place to sleep."

She needs to be here to carefully examine Xiao Huan's injuries.

"Okay." Chu Xu agreed, picked up Yuan Yuan with the small blanket, and moved to another place.

Cleaning wounds, applying medicine and bandaging them—with three more injured people suddenly appearing in the house, Shang Wan was extremely busy.

Chu Xu wanted to help, but the young master didn't know how to take care of people and had never done any work before, so there was very little he could do to help.

His own injuries hadn't fully healed yet, and after running for so long, he was both shocked and frightened. Although the child tried his best not to show it, Shang Wan couldn't pretend not to know.

If Chu Xu also falls ill, she'll have to take care of one more person. After thinking about it, she hurried the child to stay with Yuan Yuan, and told her to call her if anything unusual happened.

Two hours had passed since the wounded were treated. Shang Wan rested for a while by the door before starting to clean up the signs of fighting and bloodstains around her.

She dealt with these things quickly, and after finishing, she ran to the cellar and carried the corpse out.

Before, when they rushed to the mountains to rescue people, they didn't look closely when they threw away the body. Now, upon closer inspection, Shang Wan discovered that the peddler's figure was actually similar to that of the fisherman.

Could this guy be the fisherman?
She rummaged through the peddler's body and the two baskets he had brought, and actually found some fishing lines and hooks. They all looked used, and there were some dried bits of meat on the hooks.

However, the appearance of this corpse did not resemble those of the Western Xia people, but rather that of a person from the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Shang Wan turned the body over, tore open the clothes on its back, and exposed its entire back.

There was a tiger head tattoo on his right shoulder blade.

Shang Wan stared at the tattoo for a moment, and it was indeed the same as the one on the shoulder blades of those men in black.

The personal guards are considered trusted confidants. The generals of Western Xia would not choose people from the Great Zhou to be their personal guards, right?
After thinking for a moment, she called out, "A-Nian, come out for a second!"

"They're here!" Chu Xu ran out upon hearing the voice and squatted down next to Shang Wan.

"Does this look like a Western Xia person?" Shang Wan turned the corpse's face so that Chu Xu could see it clearly.

"No." Chu Xu had seen the peddler's face before and answered with certainty.

Shang Wan gestured for him to look at the tiger head tattoo on the corpse's back. "Then how do you explain this?"

"How could this be?" Chu Xu's cat-like eyes widened slightly as he exclaimed, "Impossible!"

General Huwei despised the people of Da Zhou and had a bad habit of mistreating prisoners. How could he possibly let a Da Zhou person be his personal guard?
Shang Wan squinted and pondered for a moment, then said to him, "You'd better tell your father and brother about this."

Chu Xu glanced at her, "You're helping me deliver a letter?"

As Shang Wan closed the clothes on the back of the corpse, she said, "There are three wounded people at home. I have to stay and take care of them. What if those assassins come knocking again? Can you handle it?"

Chu Xu... of course not.

But letters can only be delivered by someone you trust.

Shang Wan pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you know how to write encrypted letters? The kind that only you and your son can understand, and no one else can, so that even if it's intercepted, they won't know what's written in it. Do you know how?"

Chu Xu blinked blankly, and Shang Wan knew from his expression that it was hopeless. She had only asked casually and hadn't held out much hope.

Unexpectedly, Chu Xu nodded at her.

"I can write it, but only my brother can understand it."

This is a little game that my brother often plays with him.