When Wang Yongfu got home, the sun had already set.
The courtyard gate was open, and there were a few pieces of clothing scattered on the ground.
The main house door was open; you could see from the doorway that the chests inside had been opened, and the clothes inside were strewn all over the floor.
It looked like there had been a robbery.
Wang Yongfu's temples throbbed violently, and he felt a lump in his throat, unable to go up or down, breathing heavily.
Jindou and Jinguan saw Wang Yongfu return and hurried forward.
Wang Yongfu took a deep breath and looked at Jindou: "What's going on here?"
Although he knew in his heart, it must have been Lady Lin who came back to rummage through things, but Jindou and Jinguan were at home, and they didn't even try to stop her?
Jindou stammered: "Mother, she came back and said, said these were all things you agreed on, and then she took away her clothes and bedding. She also said she'd move a month's worth of grain first—"
