Chapter 353: It’s not mine
Hu Feng shook his head: “No, that jade doesn’t represent identity. I also have it, so it’s not like that.”
“How is it different?”
Hu Feng explained: “The jade representing the identity of a person is usually engraved with the family’s symbol. Just like the jade Meng Nan gave you, it has the family emblem of Meng Family. People will know his identity at a glance.”
Bai Zhi looked suspiciously at Hu Feng and asked: “Since that piece of jade doesn’t represent identity, its just any ordinary jade. Listening to your words, you seem not bothered by it, so why did you recognized it at once when you saw the old lady wearing it? How can you tell its similar to yours?”
Hu Feng replied: “The jade has a unique shape, which is not the same to any ordinary jade. It is very difficult for me to forget it.”
“If that is the case, why did you forget where it came from?”
Hu Feng looked at Bai Zhi with doubt: “Why are you so concern about it? Is that jade yours?”
Suddenly, Bai Zhi’s heart flashed with thousands of thoughts, but in the end, she shook her head: “No, it’s not mine. How can I have that kind of thing? In just one glance, it can be seen that it is special. I am just curious.”
Hu Feng was a prince. If there was any relationship between the jade and Hu Feng, then her identity must not be simple.
No matter how noble her predecessor was, it has nothing to do with her. She doesn’t want to have a relationship with them.
Furthermore, what’s the point of finding a family that can throw away a baby in the forest?
And right now, she only wants to live a leisurely life with her mother in this small mountain village. She doesn’t want to participate in any issue in the capital.
Hu Feng didn’t think much. After all, it was just a piece of jade, and there were many more important events in this world.
The two returned to the Hu Family’s fields. The wheat in the fields was almost cut, and Awu was cutting the last row of wheat.
Bai Zhi put down the things in her hand and took the water sac from the bag.
“Awu Dage, I didn’t expect that you are so good at harvesting.”
Awu stopped the work in his hand and took the water sac handed by Bai Zhi. He drank a mouthful of water and wipe the sweat on his face. Then, he smiled and said: “When I fled with my wife and daughter, I passed by a village. I saw two elderly fell on the ground in dizziness and saved them. They let us lived in their home for a while, I help them to finish the work in their field to earn some rations.”
Bai Zhi asked: “You’re not a native of Qingyuan Town?”
Awu shook his head: “I am not a native of Qingyuan Town. Because several of my relatives live in Qingyuan Town, I came here, but who would have thought—” Awu smiled and shook his head, he didn’t continue to talk, he went over the fields and continue working.
Bai Zhi didn’t ask anymore, she took the bags and help Hu Feng to tie the red fruit branch to the roof of the carriage.
After busying themselves, the three drove back the carriage to the village. They returned right in time for lunch.
It’s just they haven’t had time to wash their hands for lunch when uninvited people rushed to their yard.
“Where is Bai Zhi? Come out in there and face this old man!”
Zhao Lan put down the delicious rice on the table and frowned. “It seems to be the voice of Jia Dazhuang. Why did he come here?”
Bai Zhi already expecting that he will come, how could such a kind of person let this opportunity to blackmail her?
“It’s him, his son fell from the red fruit tree, I happened to be there. I saw the child look so pitiful and fixed his broken legs and arm. I work hard and didn’t ask for credit. But who would have thought that the child’s parents are not good? They said I harmed their son and wanted me to give compensation. Say, is it my fault?”