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Wen Lou looked at Tangchi and nodded.

The village head still followed behind the county magistrate with a fawning look on his face.

Wen Lou turned around and said to the village chief: "The village chief should go and help the village chief. I just need to take a look around the village by myself."

The county magistrate said so, and the village head was too embarrassed to hold on, so he said goodbye to the county magistrate and left.

"Can I still go?" Wen Lou asked, looking at Tang Chi's bare foot and torn pants, and then at the red mark on Tang Chi's wrist.

Widow Zhang hurriedly covered Tangchi's legs, legs and arms.

And Tang Chi himself didn't have the self-consciousness of "not showing it to others", he just looked at Wen Lou gratefully and said, "Yes."

Wen Lou looked at the stubbornness in Tang Chi's eyes, recalled her calmness and tranquility at that time, and nodded. "Then get up and take me to your house first."

Widow Zhang looked at the young and handsome magistrate with a strange expression on her face.Shouldn't the investigation go directly to other people's vegetable fields?Tang Chi's family was not affected, so why go to her house?

However, Tang Chi, who only had gratitude in his heart and had no intentions, agreed in one gulp.She helped Widow Zhang up, and said: "My home is in the west of the village, magistrate, let's go." After speaking, she was about to lead the way.

"Sister Tangchi, please slow down." Widow Zhang supported Tangchi anxiously, but she wondered why Tangchi recognized the magistrate all of a sudden, and it seemed that they knew each other.

Wen Lou naturally saw the doubt in Widow Zhang's eyes, and was a little bit concerned about this woman who just spoke in front of the magistrate and everyone in a calm and orderly manner.

It seems that this village is not that simple.

After walking a few steps, Tang Chi still felt that her legs were weak, the scratched ground on her legs hurt, and her arms hurt even when they were strangled by the rope, but she still gritted her teeth, and with the help of Widow Zhang, a He limped towards the west of the village.

Wen Lou led the four of Wu Shan to walk behind, looking at Tang Chi's back.

On the way, Tang Chi picked up a shoe he had lost and put it on his feet.

"My lord, this is my home."

The door of Tangchi's house is still open, and the door still retains traces of offset and chaos due to the previous chaos.

"Come in, the room might be a bit messy." Tang Chi smiled and led them in.

Wen Lou stopped in the yard, looked at the vegetable patch and asked, "You have grown a lot of things."

Looking at the vegetables in the vegetable field, Tang Chi felt much better. He smiled at the magistrate and said, "When it grows in the future, I must give some to the magistrate."

Tang Chi was not hugging his thigh, but was full of gratitude to the magistrate and wanted to repay.

"Master Zhixian, the sun is still quite bright, go sit and drink a glass of water inside. The elder brothers should also go in and rest."

Wen Lou followed Tang Chi into the house.

Widow Zhang watched Tang Chi bring a few men into the house without hesitation, and was worried and anxious for her reputation.

But Tangchi is really not conscious at all.

And the magistrate walked in without hesitation.

After entering the house, Tang Chi limped and tidied up the messy house, occasionally gasping for air and frowning when he touched a wound.

After Rourou stepped into the room, she looked around the room.

This is really a simple house that couldn't be simpler.There is a stove on one side and a bed on the other. In addition, there is a cabinet, a small table and a few small benches.