Vicious cannon fodder loves farming

but……

Xiaohua's nose moved slightly.

Sugar is so sweet.

"It's very sweet, and it won't kill people. There is no sugar in this world that can kill people."

Yao Yan stretched out his hand and gently placed it on Xiaohua's head. She probably didn't wash it very much, it was all knotted, and it felt bad.

When Xiao Hua was touched by him, she froze. Fortunately, Yao Yan rubbed her head for a short time, and Xiao Hua's uneasiness and panic were fleeting.

She was so hungry that she couldn't bear it, so she carefully put her hand next to her mouth, and ate the candies into her mouth bit by bit.

The sweet and greasy taste full of taste buds made Xiaohua's eyes red. She looked at Yao Yan and showed a big smile, "Candy is so delicious."

"There's more," Yao Yan was about to give Xiao Hua all the candy in his purse, but Xiao Hua waved her hand, plopped and kowtowed on the ground a few times, before Yao Yan could react, Xiao Hua had already run away.

She was running the same way the woman had just left.

Yao Yan watched the other party's back disappear around the corner, and the next moment Mrs. Zhao appeared from the corner, carrying a basket of pigweed on her back, Yao Yan hurried over to take it.

"It's not heavy, it's not heavy," Mrs. Zhao avoided Yao Yan's hand, and then pointed to the direction Xiao Hua left, "Did the Zhou family's wife bring that child here?"

"It seems to be," Yao Yan nodded, "Just now her mother chased and beat her, it looked very fierce."

Mrs. Zhao couldn't bear it when she heard the words, "Looking at the skinny man with no flesh on his body, how can he do it?"

When he arrived in the yard, Yao Yan unloaded Mrs. Zhao's pannier, and said, "Don't look at her small, I asked just now, her name is Xiao Hua, and she is eight years old."

"Eight years old?!"

Mrs. Zhao's voice was raised, her face full of disbelief, "You look like six years old, why are you eight years old?"

"That's what she said," Yao Yan recalled Xiaohua's nimble steps just now, "Although she's a little thinner, she can walk and speak better than a child of a few years old."

"No, I have to go and see," Mrs. Zhao has only one son in her life, so she is naturally a rare girl. This little flower is new, and she is so pitiful. What kind of temperament is Mrs. Zhou? ?

"That little flower was brought in, the old woman won't love her dearly!"

After speaking, Mrs. Zhao hurried out.

It was also inconvenient for Yao Yan to go, so he made pig grass at home and fed it to the pigs. After he finished cleaning the pigsty and washed his hands clean, Mrs. Zhao came back angrily.

"The old lady Zhou was so inhumane! That new wife is not a thing either!" Mrs. Zhao gestured, "Such a little kid, her skin was torn by her mother's beating! The whole body was trembling. Hugging Zhou Dabao and cursing non-stop, saying that the blow was mild!"

Really couldn't go on, Mrs. Zhao took out her handkerchief and wiped her eyes, "As an outsider, I can only say that I can't stand it anymore, so I go in and try to persuade you, but what did Zhou Zizi say? You said I was meddling in my own business? Ask if the new daughter-in-law has something to do with Dalang, that's why I protect that child so much, I'm so angry!"

Granny Zhao stroked her heart, and it took a while to calm down, "I remember I mentioned that there are prostitutes in the village."

Yao Yan's heart sank when Mrs. Zhao said Xiao Hua's miserable situation, and she nodded upon hearing that, "Yes, you also said to persuade the other party, but they said that the child belongs to their family and has nothing to do with outsiders."

"No," Mrs. Zhao slapped her thigh and pointed in the direction of the Zhou family, "One of them was when Mrs. Zhou sold her daughter! She has always loved her sons and disliked women. When Zhou lame had an accident, she needed to heal her legs, and she didn't have enough money. Without saying who to borrow from, I just sold my two daughters!"

Mrs. Zhou's eldest daughter was only ten years old at that time, and her youngest daughter was just over two years old.

"The older girl Zhou was sold to be a child bride-in-law. The younger girl Zhou was young and didn't remember much, so she was sold directly to someone else as a daughter, but she wasn't in the town, and she didn't know whether she was dead or alive."

"Her eldest girl was sold nearby?"

Yao Yan asked.

"No," Mrs. Zhou shook her head and sighed. "The matchmaker took them away directly. They said that some of them bought child brides. I guessed that the eldest girl was sold to be child brides this week."

"Then it can't be found?"

"It's good if you can't find it," Mrs. Zhao explained to Yao Yan with a look of disgust, "The life of the two girls in Zhou's house is difficult. The older girl is busy with all the work in the house from morning to night, and Mrs. Zhou doesn't care about the little girl at all. Sometimes I still take out my anger on her, there is no good meat on my body, it is very miserable."

"However, Mrs. Zhou also suffered retribution," Mrs. Zhao sighed again, "Her son's leg spent all of the two girls' money for prostitution and was not cured. He will be crippled for the rest of his life."

"And that little girl Hua, her previous husband was killed in a fight with someone else, and they were the only orphans and widows left to live. Later, she met Zhou Laizi for some reason, so she took Xiao Hua with her. Married here."

"Who is Mrs. Zhou? She can raise children for others? As soon as Xiaohua entered the house, she became the old girl Zhou. The little person stepped on the stool to cook, eats little, and sleeps... also sleeps in the firewood room. Well, her mother was afraid that Zhou Dabao's mother and son would dislike her because of Xiaohua's relationship, so she stood by them, treating Zhou Dabao as her own child, and treating Xiaohua as inferior to the grass on the side of the road."

Hearing this, Yao Yan squeezed out a few words, "That was born in October of her pregnancy, how can she be willing?"

"But she is willing," Mrs. Zhao looked at Yao Yan lovingly, "I can't see this person clearly."

Yao Yan nodded, and in the middle of the night, Yao Yan walked out of the courtyard lightly.

He remembered that the Zhou family's firewood house was not in the courtyard or outside the courtyard wall, but separated by a small vegetable field. If Xiaohua lived there, he would not attract the attention of the Zhou family if he went there in the middle of the night.

"What would you do if you weren't in the woodshed?"

the system asked.

"Then go in, or the child will die," Yao Yan said after being silent for a while.

When he arrived at Zhou's woodshed, Yao Yan heard Xiao Hua's sobs.

The sound of his footsteps also alarmed Xiao Hua, who stood up tremblingly, "I, I will work right away."

Yao Yan went in and put the oil lamp aside, Xiao Hua realized that it wasn't the Zhou family, she was in a panic at this moment, the patched clothes she wore during the day were already a bit torn, and there were bloodstains on them.

Those bright eyes were red and swollen at this time, and there were deep palm marks on his small face.

Her face was not pale, but a little bright red. Yao Yan put his hand on her forehead, and she really had a fever.

When Xiao Hua stretched out his hand, her whole body leaned back.

"Are you hungry? My brother has some snacks here. It's delicious, better than sugar," Yao Yan opened the oiled paper bag and handed over the snacks.

Xiao Hua wiped her tears and ate in small mouthfuls. Yao Yan exchanged the antipyretics from the system again. Taking advantage of Xiao Hua's inadvertent fusion into the water brought over, watching Xiao Hua drink the water in small sips, Yao Yan took out a Vial of safflower.

"This is wound medicine..."

"Xiaohua can wipe it by herself." Xiaohua's eyes are very bright, the feeling of being full in her stomach is really good, the way she looks at Yao Yan is like looking at God.