Rebirth of the Evil Stepmother and the Four Villainous Children

As for Zhou Rongrong, she brought a group of people back to Dashan Village. Anyway, Zhou Rongrong often brought people back. Look, didn’t Liu Dazhuang, the street urchin, do the same?

There was nothing strange about it. The strange thing was that there was a child who was a few months old. This was not a difficult matter. When Cheng left, she gave birth to a chubby girl. If she raised her well, the baby would be very cute.

There was enough milk, so Zhou Rongrong asked Jiang Laosan and Cheng, and they both said that they would feed the baby together first, and if no family came to pick him up, they would adopt the child. But the child was so thin, and Cheng, a new mother, felt very distressed. She touched his little face and said.

"Sister-in-law, what's wrong with this child? Why is he so thin? Is he not eating?"

Zhou Rongrong sighed and said, "I rescued this from the human traffickers. He almost died."

This is true. On the way home, the child had a high fever. The temperature was 39 degrees. If there were no medicine and nutritional supplements in the space, the child would probably have died on the way.

So Zhou Rongrong's dark circles were almost falling to the ground. It is really a tiring thing for a child to be sick. Fortunately, he was rescued. It can be said that the baby still has some resistance.

After a few days, she felt much better than before and could even smile. Look, the little girl seemed to smell the scent of milk from Cheng's breasts and instinctively burrowed into Cheng's chest.

Cheng patted the little girl's butt, lifted her clothes and fed the child. Seeing that everyone had lifted their clothes, Zhou Rongrong felt it was not appropriate to stay any longer.

Say goodbye and go home to arrange accommodation for the children.

Seeing so many people, Dabao started counting heads. He had already guessed that these people might be from Zhaojia Village. He didn't need to care about the girls and only needed to take care of these children.

At a very young age, they started to arrange the rooms with a stern face, separating boys and girls. They originally thought that four children could live in one room so that they would not be crowded. However, the children did not want to be separated and insisted on living together even if they had to sleep on the floor.

There was no choice but to choose the two most spacious rooms for these children. If there weren't so many quilts at home, it would have been difficult to accommodate so many people.

Then the three boys took the older child to the kitchen and started busying themselves, mainly boiling water for bathing. Fortunately, Liu Dazhuang was still at home and could lend a hand.

The fire in the stove was burning brightly, and the boys lined up to take a bath and change into the clean clothes that Rongrong bought for them last week.

As for the girls, Zhou Rongrong naturally took Sibao and Jiang Manman to settle them. These girls were still in a trance. Looking at the clean and beautiful house, they felt that they would dirty the house as soon as they went in.

Zhou Rongrong arranged for three people to sleep in one room. Originally, she thought that two people could share a room, and the extra people could live in other homes in the village, but everyone disagreed. After this calculation, they could only share a room with three people.

Zhou Rongrong waved to the stunned girls.

"Come in quickly, and make the bed. I don't know how to mess up the quilt."

This was as natural as if she were a close sister at home, without any sense of alienation. The girls felt the kindness and went forward to help make the beds.

A house that had not been used for a long time was bound to be dusty. Some girls took towels to clean it, and some girls took brooms to sweep the floor. Zhou Rongrong sighed in her heart, they were all capable girls, if things like that had not happened, their lives would have been very good.

"Sister, here, here, Sibao can't reach it."

Sibao was holding a feather duster, which was almost as tall as her. She jumped up and down to remove the dust from the cabinet, but she was too short and could not reach the dust on top of the cabinet. She happily called out "Sister, sister".

A girl hesitated and took the feather duster to remove the dust. Seeing that this kind sister didn't say anything, Sibao glanced at Zhou Rongrong. Seeing that her mother was busy and had no time to pay attention to her, the social bee started buzzing again.

"Sister, sister, how old are you?"

"..."

"Sister, sister, what's your name?"

"..."

Jiang Sibao, the social little bee, suffered a setback in his life that he had never experienced before. His little cheeks were puffed up and he followed people around, calling them "sister, sister". The whole yard could hear Sibao calling "sister".

It's like it's playing in your ears on a loop. It's so sweet, but it gets annoying if you keep listening to it.

The girl walked silently to Zhou Rongrong, only wanting Zhou Rongrong to rescue her.

Zhou Rongrong gave Sibao a look that said "well done", and Sibao became even more motivated. Even if someone was indifferent, he would no longer be indifferent if a baby followed him around and kept calling him sister.

The girl paused and answered seriously.

"My name is Li Yunlian. I'm fifteen years old. I'm the only one in my family. I don't know what I like to do."

Li Yunlian's voice is not as clear and pleasant as that of other girls. Instead, it is very hoarse. Her throat seems to be uncomfortable every time she speaks. She has to use a lot of strength. Even the words she pronounces cannot be heard clearly unless you listen carefully. What is she saying?

Zhou Rongrong noticed this scene. The little girl hadn't spoken a word along the way. It turned out that she had a problem with her throat.

Sibao didn’t think there was anything wrong with it at all. His sister’s name was Li Yunlian, and Yunlian was a good name. He matched the poem with the one he had just learned, and started reciting it while shaking his head.

"The door faces the flowing water of Hexi, and the clouds and geese are connected to the fairyland. Who can understand the secluded thoughts of the secluded people, who are used to watching the mountain birds and flowers?"

Seeing that his sister didn't understand, Sibao explained: "Away from the hustle and bustle of the world, devoting oneself to the mountains and rivers, lonely but still at ease. Sister, so this is the meaning of your name? It's really beautiful."

Li Yunlian nodded, and tears began to fall as if he had thought of something. It was so sudden that one tear after another fell heavily to the ground.

Sibao stood there in a daze, not understanding why her sister was crying just because of a name, but she could feel her sister's sadness and the silent cry in her heart.

Mother said that they were hurt by bad people and were very vulnerable, so we had to protect our sisters.

Even though she was crying, Li Yunlian didn't make any sound. Sibao didn't know what to do. He could only hold his sister's hand and put his little hand into his sister's big hand.

She tilted her head back, her big eyes were filled with tears. For some reason, she felt very sad and wanted to cry with her sister.

But she couldn't, so Sibao forced back her tears and let her sister pinch her chubby hand until it hurt, without saying a word.

When Li Yunlian discovered it, he saw that the little girl's hands were red. He knew that he had used a lot of strength and said hurriedly.

"pain?"

Sibao shook his head, patted his little chest, and puffed out his bulging baby belly.

"It doesn't hurt. I'm a martial artist."

Li Yunlian said slowly.

"My name was given by my father. My father is an old scholar. He had a daughter like me after many years. My mother told me that he looked through all the books in the house and gave me this name."