
The boys who caught up with the villagers quickly took control of the cattle.
Chen Jianhe also rushed out of the courtyard, standing in front of the parents and children with her burly figure.
Crisis resolved.
Zhang Xifeng's feet softened, and he sat on the ground, panting heavily, his unfocused pupils still unable to focus.
Qiqi turned around, clenched her mouth upon seeing this, raised her little hand, and patted the old woman's shoulder awkwardly, "Mother-in-law, don't be afraid—"
As soon as she opened her mouth, her little body was suddenly embraced by the old woman while hugging her tightly.
"You bastard, who told you to take the horn? Huh huh? How dare you!" Zhang Xifeng cursed with red eyes.
Enraged, he raised his hand and wanted to hit the baby's little butt hard.
Thinking of the wound he saw while bathing the baby, he could not stop, and ended up slapping his thigh hard.
I really want to upset him!
Qiqi did not speak.
He noticed that the old woman carrying him was trembling.
Hugging her with arms that were not too thick, she felt an overwhelming feeling.
Looks like someone built a small port for it, which could take shelter from the wind and rain.
Qi Qi lowered his eyelashes, hesitantly putting his little head on the skinny shoulder of the old woman, wrapping his little arms around the old woman's neck little by little.
"Do you borrow guts from the sky? Dare to fight the bull? You, how can you be so good!—"
“Grandmother, I am also afraid.” The sound of a thin and soft baby is heard in Zhang Xifeng's ears.
Zhang Xifeng opened and closed his mouth, but before he could speak, tears fell first.
…
Chen Jianhe's house had a spacious courtyard surrounded by high walls.
There's a pigsty and a cow pen inside, and there's a pressurized well near the kitchen.
The living conditions were better than Zhang Xifeng's family.
It's just that in the Chen family yard always smelled the aroma of traditional Chinese medicine that stings.
Zhang Xifeng invited Qiqi to sit in the Chen family hall, and they were greeted by Chen Jian and his wife Li Cuifang.
Qiqi called Second Aunt.
“Auntie, is this Qiqi's child?
Knowing that my aunt was terrified by what had happened at the door just now, she did not mention it anymore, and started another topic.
It was a pity that he could not leave, Zhang Xifeng still had lingering fear, and his legs were still trembling while sitting in the room.
As she asked about Qiqi, she snorted furiously, "Beautiful, but also brave!"
Saying cruel words, Zhang Xifeng even glared at Xiaowaer.
Little Wa'er pursed his lips and smiled shyly at him.
Zhang Xifeng, "..." I can't pretend anymore.
Seeing the interaction between old and young, Li Cuifang found it interesting and laughed.
My aunt loves this baby. He's very kind. He liked it even when he saw it.
Right now, Chen Jianhe had just left the villagers at the door of the house, and stepped in, "That was the cow of the old village chief's family. I don't know why it suddenly went crazy, but luckily no one was hurt."
He had just seen the scene with his own eyes, and was shocked to the point of breaking out in a cold sweat.
Fortunately, I was lucky in the end.
Thinking of this, he glanced towards the little doll sitting obediently on the bench, he stretched out his large hand fan and stroked the doll's head, "Good doll."
In Qiqi's eyes, Chen Erbo's impression was like a mountain.
Tall and big.
With thick eyebrows and a dark face, he was a little aggressive when looking at people.
I don't know if it was because he knew Uncle Chen had saved him, so he didn't feel afraid of this black-faced uncle, but he still had a sense of kindness in his heart.
“Chen Erbo.” he calls.
Chen Jianhe froze for a moment, the black-faced man's cold and solemn face involuntarily softened slightly, and he hummed.
“Auntie, why are you here at this hour? If you need anything, just ask someone to call me, and I'll go.” Chen Jianhe asked.
Only then did Zhang Xifeng start a business, "The pig at home wanted to eat the next afternoon and not have diarrhea anymore. I don't think it's a serious matter, so I just want to come and tell you that I won't eat anything." Have to go to town to hire someone tomorrow."
Pause, Zhang Xifeng got up and walked out, gesturing for Chen Jianhe to follow, "There's one more thing, I want to discuss with you."
Chen Jianhe involuntarily glanced at Xiaowaer and followed.
Both stopped at the kitchen door.
With the distance so far, the people in the main hall were unable to hear clearly.
“Auntie, have you made up your mind?” Chen Jianhe spoke first.
Both know what this decision means.
Zhang Xifeng nodded.
“I want to adopt Qiqi.” He said, "Since he was picked up by me, it might be fate. After hanging out with her for a day, I liked the baby even more. I really can't let go of it." Wandering."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Chen Jianhe calmly, with determination in his eyes.
Chen Jianhe was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Since Auntie has already decided, then it's up to you."
"You don't mind?" Zhang Xifeng was slightly surprised.
After all, when he revealed this idea during the day, Chen Jianhe showed disapproval.
Knowing what her aunt was thinking, Chen Jianhe smiled helplessly, "Auntie, I initially did not agree you adopted the baby, but I also had concerns. You're getting older, and your hard-earned money for a year is getting less and less." Enough for you to eat, if you raise someone else, life will get harder."
Raising a doll is not as easy as adding extra bowls and chopsticks at home.
Other than her, my aunt's family didn't have much labor, and her income was a lot.
She was afraid that her baby would become a burden on her parents later in life.
Second, I am increasingly afraid that parents will be hurt in the future.
There were people in the surrounding villages who had adopted wolf cubs before, but the ones they later nurtured were white-eyed wolves.
As the child gets older, he views the parent as a burden and cuts off the grace of parenting.
To raise the child, the old man worked hard for half his life, but in the end he starved to death in bed, and was found by his neighbor just days after his death.
“I know what you're worried about.” Zhang Xifeng turned to the main hall with a relieved expression, "I want to raise Qiqi, but this is not for the sake of her payment in the future. Besides, I'm a widow, a few decades old, and I can still live How many years It's just for friends and peace of mind.
Chen Jianhe also looked at the main hall. It was getting dark, but the lights inside were on.
“The baby is a grateful person.” She said.
Chen Jianhe was touched because such a small child could do such a thing when faced with danger.
Her aunt was young and widowed, and after decades of being alone, it might be a good idea to have a baby named Qiqi by her side.
In the future, he tries his best to help, and he can always support one more person.
Qiqi was unaware of the conversation in front of the kitchen.
Currently, he had already placed many items before him, including sugar cane wrapped in colored sugar paper, small square biscuits, and a small handful of ice-covered plums.
All were taken out by second aunt.