"Okay, it's at this location. Tonight, you go to Er Laizi's inn first. Da Qiang, call your two brothers and find a few more people. We will start work this afternoon. We will build a thatched house here first, and then we will build the yard.

Build it.”

"Okay, village chief, I'll go get someone to arrange for the construction to begin."

Yang Donglai handed over the matter of settling Huang Ru's mother and daughter to Zhao Daqiang.

In particular, we found a suitable location in the village and asked the Zhao Daqiang brothers to start construction immediately in the afternoon. First, they built a thatched house for the mother and daughter to live in.

Huang Ru's face was full of longing and yearning, and she thanked Yang Donglai repeatedly.

Then he personally took Huang Ru and her daughter to the academy to make arrangements for Lin Xiaoxiao's admission.

As soon as she heard that she could enter school tomorrow, Lin Xiaoxiao was so happy that she jumped up and down.

Without saying anything, Huang Ru took her daughter to the department store again. Under her daughter's selection, she personally bought patterned fabrics for needlework, chose a room to stay in Er Laizi's inn, and sewed a beautiful little schoolbag.

, but it made the little girl happy.

On the other side, the three brothers Zhao Daqiang and several people from the village were busy building a small thatched house courtyard for Huang Ru.

late at night.

"Alas! The life of mother and daughter is really miserable! Such a young girl lost her father early."

Da Ya smiled again: "Now our village has two more villagers!"

She looked at Yang Donglai again and showed a malicious smile: "Do you think it is possible for the two of them to get together?"

Yang Donglai didn't hesitate and shook his head directly: "It's not that I don't speak well, but it's like Zhao Daqiang. Do you think it's possible?"

"That's not necessarily true. I see that the woman's eyes towards Zhao Daqiang are very different. Maybe she is willing to marry him in order to catch up with him!"

"Just pull her down. Although that woman seems to be making a living, she is mainly helpless now. Zhao Daqiang can still help her. I am just grateful."

Yang Donglai shook his head again: "Well, the main thing is that Zhao Daqiang's image, even if it is a little bit worthy of the audience, is fine! There is no one thing about his height and appearance. It is difficult to make that woman fall in love with him!"

Da Ya glanced at him: "Tch, you are not a woman. It seems that you know Huang Ru well. Do we women only care about appearance? As long as people are kind and kind, we don't care about other things. I don't want to care about you."

.”

After Da Ya finished speaking, he turned his back directly. Yang Donglai smiled bitterly and was speechless.

The next morning.

"Wow, little sister, what a beautiful little schoolbag!"

"Hehe, my mother sewed this for me yesterday!"

"Little sister, this is Ma Cuicui, this is Ma Xiaoqiang, we will be the best playmates from now on!"

Dayue Xiaoyue, Xiaobai Xiaolan, and sister and brother Ma Cuicui. At this time, there is another little girl, Lin Xiaoxiao.

Because I got along well with Lin Xiaoxiao yesterday, we went to the college together this morning.

All the friends gathered together, laughing and joking, and walked towards the college.

Along the way, I met all the friends in the village. Dayue and Xiaoyue introduced them all to Lin Xiaoxiao, and the little girl happily greeted everyone.

This night.

A carriage was driving on the road.

Inside the carriage, one could clearly hear the cries of children.

"Wow, wow, I want my parents!"

"Wow wow... I'm so hungry...!"

"Shut up, everyone. If you cry and yell again, I will whip you to death!"

In the carriage, the author has more than 20 little boys and girls, ranging from two to ten years old.

All of them had thin faces and yellow muscles, and were dressed in shabby clothes.

Sitting at the front of the car were three strong men with beards, and three scimitars under their bodies.

One look at the ferocious looks of these three people, plus there were so many children in the carriage.

It goes without saying that he must be a child trafficker.

"The ugly girl is dead, uncle, the ugly girl is starving to death!"

"Fuck, why are you making so much noise again? If you ask me again, I will throw you out of the car and kill you. Believe it or not."

One of them, a bearded man, opened the small curtain and yelled at the children in the carriage.

"Uncle, look! This ugly girl is dead. It's so scary!"

All the children in the carriage were lying there, looking at an ugly girl of two or three years old in horror.

"Third brother, stop the car first."

As the man among them finished speaking, the coachman, known as Lao San Haimai, directly pulled the horse's reins and stopped.

As luck would have it, the carriage stopped at the intersection of Dahe Village and Cuntou Road.

"Damn, this is so unlucky. This ugly girl is almost out of breath."

"Brother, it only cost me ten coppers anyway, and she is an ugly girl. Since she can't survive, just throw her out. Seeing that the day is about to dawn, it's better to hurry up."

"Well, that's all."

Then the strong man called Big Brother nodded, grabbed the unconscious ugly girl, opened the carriage door a crack, and threw it out.

When the other children saw it, they were all so frightened that they held their breath and dared not say a word.

Early morning of the second day.

It just so happens that today is a holiday for the children of the college.

"Come and take a look! There is a little girl of two or three years old who has fainted here."

"Isn't this child lost? He's so thin that he has no flesh left. He's so pitiful!"

"Why is there such a big birthmark on this child's face! Ah! This, this child is out of breath!"

The villagers who were passing by in the morning suddenly saw that in a small patch of hay on the side of the road, there was lying a skinny and dirty little boy with a large purple-black birthmark clearly visible on the right half of his face.

girl.

Many people gathered around to watch.

Someone wanted to pick up the child and go to the village chief's house to show her.

But then I realized that not only was the child's whole body cold, but he was also out of breath.

"Eldest and second sisters, look over there at the end of the village. What are so many people doing?"

"Now there's something lively to see again. Hurry up and let's go take a look."

A few little guys were going to have breakfast when they saw a lot of people gathered at the end of the village from a distance.

Since they just like to join in the fun, the siblings quickly ran over to see what was going on.

"Sister Da Yue, Xiao Yue, Xiao Bai, brother Xiao Lan, I happened to be looking for you to have breakfast together! Great, you guys came out too!"

Lin Xiaoxiao ran out of home alone and happened to see them from a distance. He shouted happily and ran forward while waving his hands.

"Little sister, you came just in time. Let's go and watch the fun together."

Several people were running around, pointing and talking, looking very curious.

"Yeah, it's a child!"

Several people came closer, pushed through the crowd, and took a closer look at the child, who had his eyes closed and was motionless.

Especially when the villagers said that the child was dead, they were all shocked.

The main reason is that seeing this child so young makes people feel sad and distressed.

"Alas! I don't know whose family this child belongs to. How pitiful! It's better to take him to the back mountain and dig a hole and bury him!"

Zhao Laohan took a small straw mat from home, shook his head and sighed, and immediately rolled the child into it and took it to the back mountain.

"Grandpa Zhao, wait a minute, I saw her hands move!"

Seeing that Zhao Laohan was about to roll up the child after putting it on the mat, Yang Xiaolan ran forward and shouted to stop him.

When everyone heard this, they were all stunned and looked at the child again.

Zhao Laohan quickly checked the child's breathing with his hand, then touched the location of the aorta in the neck, shook his head and sighed again.

"Little lazy baby, you may have seen it wrong. This child even has no heartbeat. Alas! I'd better let her be buried!"

"No, she is definitely not dead yet. I want my father to treat her." Yang Xiaolan stopped her again, but instead looked determined.

Yang Ningyue: "What are you doing, little lazy boy? This little girl is already dead, how can dad treat her?"

Yang Qianyue: "Yeah, stop fooling around, let's go!"

"No, she's obviously not dead yet. Grandpa Zhao, please take her to my house and let my father heal her, okay?" Yang Xiaolan looked at the pleading look on Zhao Laohan's face.

"Well, okay then! But if your father can't cure it by then, you can't stop grandpa anymore."

"Yeah, thank you, Grandpa Zhao."

In the end, Zhao Laohan couldn't help it. According to what the little guy said, he hugged the little girl and followed Yang Xiaolan back home.

He also held on to a glimmer of hope. After all, the village chief's medical skills were still very good. What if he could bring this child back to life!
Chapter completed!