Wu Yingxiong, who had been badly beaten by Su Qiao and Big Treasure, had originally planned to find Su Qiao for revenge after sobering up. However, he heard that everyone from the Wu Family, as well as everyone from Old Hu Er's family, had been beaten up and chased by that mad woman wielding a knife. In the end, each family had paid five hundred yuan before she finally let them go, so he hesitated.
On top of that, his wife kept persuading him from the side not to argue with a madwoman and to wait until the village chief returned before doing anything. Only then did he give up on causing trouble for Su Qiao.
Meanwhile, Su Qiao had a thousand yuan stuffed in her pocket and happily ran toward the foot of the mountain.
Fortunately, her Little Friend was very obedient. When she told him to wait by the bamboo grove at the foot of the mountain, he really stayed there the whole time, without even shifting his position.
"Have you been waiting long?"
"Mm." Big Treasure tossed aside the little charcoal stick in his hand and stood up.
Su Qiao leaned over to look at the drawing on the ground. Although it was simple, the shape of the clothes and the long hair made it look a little like her.
"Is this me?"
"Mm." Big Treasure blinked, showing no sign of shyness.
"It looks pretty much like me." Su Qiao felt even happier.
At the very least, her Little Friend was no longer drawing only castles.
"Where did you go?" Big Treasure was a little puzzled. She had said she would come back soon, but he had waited for a long time and she still had not returned.
Su Qiao patted her bulging pocket and said with