Chen Guanglu didn't believe it, "Then why did the Jiang family write a petition and submit it to the county government? You don't know how to kill people, right?"
"How can it be."
Xiao Han's eyes evaded, "I just took the child to Zhouhe County. He is not a child of the Jiang family. Why should she file a complaint?"
"idiot!"
Chen Guanglu slapped little Han in the face and angrily said, "She is not from the Jiang family, how did you know she is from your eldest sister's family?"
Little Han covered half of his face and did not dare to say a word.
Chen Guanglu pointed at her and scolded: "Since I think she is your eldest sister's child, I should hand her over to your eldest sister and let her negotiate with the Jiang family. Isn't this reasonable? Why did you send the child to my eldest brother's house?
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Little Han started to cry, "I, I can't do anything. There is no birthmark on the child's wrist. The eldest sister was afraid that the family would cause trouble, so she didn't dare to stay at home. She asked me to take him back to the county for a while, but I
Where can we bring her to our home..."
Chen Guanglu was so angry that he gritted his teeth, kicked her, knocked the woman to the ground, and cursed: "Bitch! So you are going to blame my brother for this trouble?"
Although he is not very close to his eldest brother, he is his only blood brother after all. How dare... How dare she send that child to his eldest brother?
If the Jiang family insists on killing her, won't his eldest brother be punished for the Han sisters for nothing?
Chen Guanglu walked around the room twice with his hands on his hips, squinting at little Han who was sobbing with his face covered, and said fiercely: "Hurry up and get rid of that child in Zhouhe County, and make it clean and clean without leaving any traces! She is nothing but
You are three or four years old and you are very easy to clean up. If you leave any more clues, I will divorce you!"
After saying that, Chen Guanglu slammed the door and left.
Little Han got up, wiped his face casually, and immediately went out to find a servant to set up his car, and rushed to Zhouhe County again.
Sitting on the mule cart, she tied a thin hemp rope around her hand and thought about how to kill the kid in the easiest way.
The best way is to strangle it to death without spilling a drop of blood, and then dump it in any ditch or field without digging a hole or burying it.
Such a small child would be eaten by wild wolves and dogs very quickly if it died in the wild. No one would notice it at all.
Thinking of this, Xiao Han calmed down and complained to the eldest sister in her heart.
If it weren't for her, how could he be insulted and beaten by his husband?
What a useless woman! She couldn't give birth to a son, so she just thought about unnecessary worries, causing her to travel hundreds of miles in the snow. She was exhausted and had to pay for things.
I don’t want to care about her anymore!
The mule cart hurriedly and slowly arrived at Zhouhe County.
Unexpectedly, when Xiao Han rushed to her uncle's house, her sister-in-law said that the child ran away on his own and did not come back all night. The family searched for it for a long time but could not find it.
Little Han's head was buzzing with anger, but he didn't dare to stay for a long time, so he immediately asked his servant to drive back to Qinchuan County.
It only snowed one night and then the sky cleared up, but the temperature was surprisingly cold.
Yingbao lived in this family for a few days, staying in the house every day and never stepping out of the yard except to go to the toilet.
The hostess sent her an old cotton coat to change into, and also asked the little girl to wash and tie her hair every day.
On this day, Wu Daozi finally came to pick her up, bringing with him two servants and two mule carts.
The two servants drove a car respectively, and there were many luggage, quilts, book boxes and other items tied to the back car.
Saying goodbye to the host's house, Yingbao left with Wu Daozi.
She and Wu Daozi were sitting in the front car together. The car was covered with soft cushions and two thin blankets. Each of them covered their knees to block the cold wind coming through the car curtains.
Wu Daozi was not wearing a Taoist robe this time. Instead, he was wearing a blue straight-leg cotton robe, showing a scholarly look.
Ying Bao's eyes passed over his neck, and she took out two cooked water chestnuts from her pocket and handed them over: "Uncle Wu, here you go."
She did not explain the origin of the water chestnuts, leaving Wu Daozi to figure it out on his own.
Wu Daozi took two water chestnuts and looked at them over and over: "Do you want to peel them?"
Ying Bao shook his head: "It's been washed and cooked. You can eat it without peeling it."
"Oh." Wu Daozi ate slowly, glanced at the little baby, and asked, "Do you have any relatives in Qinchuan County?"
"No." Although her aunt Jiang Yunniang was in the county town, Yingbao didn't know where her family lived, so she simply said no.
The mule cart was rickety and not very fast, so it was probably good to reach its destination in the evening.
"I'll take you back to the county first. If I have time, I'll stop by Simen Town to see the big gourd you mentioned."
Yingbao: "...Okay."
The carriage drove not far down the street when it encountered a long team performing a sacrificial dance, so it had to stay aside and wait for the sacrificial dance team to pass by.
Yingbao quietly opened the curtains of the car and looked outside, only to see hundreds of dancers wearing colorful silks performing sacrificial dances to the music of drums.
Most of them were shirtless, exposing their strong arms and chest muscles. In the cold wind, these people seemed not to be afraid of the cold. They danced and sang prayers in slang as they headed towards the Taoist temple.
Many people followed and watched, and the procession was once two or three miles long, with drums and music and flags flying, and strings of white lanterns hung on some flagpoles.
It's a pity that it's daytime and these lanterns are not lit. It would be really nice to see these lanterns lit one by one at night, like stars in the sky.
Wu Daozi also watched with great interest and even clapped his legs to the drum music.
Yingbao counted on his fingers and found that today happened to be the Xiayuan Festival on October 15th, the day when Taoist water officials relieve disaster, and all Taoist temples would hold monasteries.
No wonder I met Wu Daozi in a Taoist temple. This man was a true believer.
After finally waiting for the sacrificial dance team to pass by, the mule cart started moving slowly.
Yingbao still opened the car window and looked out, and saw that many houses on both sides of the street had flagpoles erected with colorful flags hanging on them. The flags were embroidered with words such as "Heaven, Earth, Water," "Good weather," "Eliminate disasters and bring blessings."
Some families have set up an incense table at the door, with various cakes and fruits placed on it, such as glutinous rice dumplings, steamed red bean buns, fried tofu, etc., for their children to eat at will, and sometimes they will give some to the neighborhood children who come to beg for food.
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As the mule cart drove out of the county town, one could still see flagpoles erected in front of farmers' houses, but most of the flagpoles were hung with animal shapes made of rice straw and wheat straw, including carps, cows and sheep, etc., to pray for good fortune.
At the door of the farmhouse, there is a child who, under the guidance of his family, is holding burning incense sticks and inserting them into pieces to commemorate the dead souls of the past and to save those lonely souls and wild ghosts from entangling the children.
Ying Bao was also taught by her parents to insert incense in the field. She also heard her parents ask her to insert incense while praying to the passing souls to leave quickly after eating the offerings and not to pester the children.
The mule cart went faster as it entered the official road.
Both sides of the official road are either farmland or wilderness, and there is not much to see.
Yingbao lowered the car curtain and looked at the carport boredly, suddenly becoming curious about the tumor on Wu Daozi's neck.
But she couldn't say it clearly. After thinking about it, she said to Wu Daozi who was reading: "Uncle Wu, I learned medical skills from my husband at home. Do you want to take your pulse?"
Wu Daozi glanced at her and ignored her.
Ying Bao picked her fingers and thought for a while, then continued: "Uncle Wu, sir, you praise me for my superb medical skills. Do you really not want me to cut your pulse?"
Wu Daozi didn't even raise his eyelids and still ignored her.
Ying Bao couldn't help but feel discouraged, but was she someone who gave up easily? She definitely wasn't.
Anyway, I am still a child now, so it doesn't matter if I am thick-skinned, as long as Uncle Wu doesn't kick me out of the car.
