Han Jinzi cried all the way, and was held in Han Xiaojuan's arms. He punched and kicked Han Xiaojuan, which only made Han Xiaojuan's body sore.
As soon as she arrived at the door, Mrs. Wu came out and took Han Jinzi over distressedly: "Oh, my son, why are you crying like this? Who messed with you? Sister, how did I explain to you? This is how you see it.
My brother’s, a bunch of useless people, what else can they do!”
Han Xiaolan opened the curtain and was the last one to go in.
Han Xiaofang pushed back unconvinced: "Why are you scolding us? We didn't beat him."
"Who hit him? Who hit the gold? You idiot, why don't you talk!" Mrs. Wu stamped her feet anxiously.
Han Xiaofang pouted: "Who else can it be? Han Youling's little hoof!"
Wu stood up with a bang, suspecting that she heard wrongly: "Who are you talking about?"
"Han Youling. Mom, didn't you say she ran away? Why is she still in our village?" Han Xiaofang complained.
Wu: "She is in the village?"
"No, I don't know why. I've gained a lot of weight, and I don't know where I can enjoy my happiness anymore."
"She, why is she in the village?" Wu asked Han Dahu, but in fact, what she wanted to ask more was why she was still alive.
This shouldn't happen. The temperature in the mountains is so low that even adults can't stay there, let alone a child.
What the hell is wrong with this!
No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't imagine that there was such a mysterious thing as resurrection from the dead in this world.
"She seems to know the new family. The older one said that Han Youling is his sister and won't let us touch her." Han Xiaofang said in wonder, "It's so funny, there are still people rushing to get her."
Han Youling is not dead, but still living with the exiled family? What is going on!
Mrs. Wu drove the children out and hurriedly closed the door.
"Master, what should we do?"
Han Dahu cursed: "Why are you panicking? She doesn't know that we abandoned her on purpose, so she won't be afraid even if we find her."
Wu calmed down and thought about it. They were Han Youling's parents, so they could naturally care about her life and death. They didn't have to be afraid when the county magistrate came.
"Then do we need to go to the Cheng family to get him back?"
Han Dahu said nothing.
Mrs. Wu then said to herself: "Back then, the fortune teller said that we kept Youling if she could find a son for us. Otherwise, no one could afford to raise so many girls."
The fortune teller also said that if she stayed with her son for three years, her family's gold would be sure to be rich and peaceful throughout her life.
"We have raised her for so many years, and we have done our best to be kind and righteous." Wu said, "These days are getting harder and harder, and there is nothing we can do."
She has a pair of triangular eyes with more white areas, and she always has a calculated and mean look. It doesn't sound like "there is no other way", but rather like she has planned it for a long time.
She pushed Han Dahu who was in a daze: "What are you thinking? Should we pick her up? If we pick her up, it will be difficult to throw her away."
Han Dahu blurted out: "Forget it. Since she went to someone else's house, then let her go with someone else and let her go there. It will save us the trouble."
In addition, there is another reason why he can't bear it.
After raising her for so many years, I still have some feelings for her.
Han Dahu sighed with complicated emotions.
After returning home, Cheng Zhongqian, who was sitting under the eaves, glanced at them lightly.
This glance was enough to give them face.
Mr. Cheng not only doesn't want to talk to his cheap daughter, he often doesn't even want to talk to his two sons.
Cheng Yun wanted to get some medicine from Dr. Sun in the neighboring village. Ling Bao said, "Brother, you don't need to apply medicine. It will be cured in a few days. Don't waste money."
Cheng Yun disagreed: "That won't work."
Lingbao patted his hand seriously and said: "It can be done, I have experience."
"..." Cheng Yun didn't need to ask what experience he had, what else he had, it was naturally the experience of being beaten.
However, the family was indeed a bit strapped, so he agreed to check it out tomorrow and go back if it was serious.
The king said to her: "Ling Bao, space is good for wound healing. You can sleep in space tonight."
"Okay." Ling Bao nodded casually, she really didn't take this little injury to heart.
Cheng Yun asked Cheng Yi to take Ling Bao to the house to play for a while. He and his father had something to say.
Cheng Yi snorted and said disgustedly: "Come in with me and your cat."
"Come on, come on." Ling Bao ran over.
The king followed beside him, his fur fluttering in the wind.
Cheng Yi felt puzzled as to how this cat could be so shiny and smooth even though it had a meager diet.
After entering the room, Cheng Yi sat down on the bed, not knowing what his elder brother was going to say to his father.
Lingbao didn't know what he was squatting on the ground doing. After a while, he said to him: "Second brother, let's play with pebbles."
Cheng Yi is interested in everything except reading.
Hearing this, he asked with interest: "How to play?"
Lingbao grabbed a handful of stones with his little hands and showed him how to play.
Cheng Yi: "..."
It turned out to be a literal "pile" of stones!
"It's not interesting at all." Cheng Yi groaned, looking down on it, "I don't want to play."
Lingbao was not angry and asked thoughtfully: "Then what do you want to play?"
"I want to play polo." Cheng Yi said.
Ling Bao asked curiously: "What is that?"
Cheng Yi said with disdain: "I knew you were stupid. Of course playing polo means playing on a horse."
Lingbao still didn't understand, and was about to ask again when he suddenly heard Zhongqian's scolding voice suddenly rising from the yard.
Cheng Yi and Ling Bao immediately opened the door and rushed out.
But as soon as he opened the door, Cheng Yun turned his head and said to them: "Go in, you are not allowed to come out until I tell you."
The eldest brother didn't look very good. Cheng Yi didn't dare to offend him, so he took Ling Bao into the house and closed the door with a bang.
Then put your ear to the door.
Ling Bao saw it and followed suit, clinging to the door like a little gecko.
The king was speechless and sneaky.
"Before, you said that she had no one to take care of her at such a young age, so that's it. Now, since her family is here, why do you force her to stay?" Cheng Zhongqian frowned, pointed at Cheng Yun's nose and cursed, "Could it be that
I’m so frustrated and crazy!”
Cheng Yun pursed his lips: "Dad, Ling Bao's parents don't care about her life or death. If we really send her back, we're afraid she will be in bad luck."
"That's her life too." Cheng Zhongqian said coldly, "It has nothing to do with you."
This is the second time he has said this.
Cheng Yun had mixed feelings in his heart. His father used to hate people talking about "fate", but now he "accepts fate".
"Dad, I can't send Ling Bao back."
From the moment he turned around and went back, it was destined that he would never be able to abandon her again.
"I have regarded her as my sister for a long time. Sometimes, I feel that she and I should be brothers and sisters by nature..."