Su Ruanruan was walking towards the other end of the village. From a distance, she saw a little kid squatting at the door, looking around. His thin little face was wrinkled and his eyes were full of tears.

The six-year-old child is pitifully small, even shorter than his peers.

His thin body huddled in the loose, patched coarse cloth clothes made him look even more pitiful.

Su Runrun couldn't help but sigh. This child was originally a pitiful person. After his parents passed away, he depended on the original owner's sister for life.

The old lady and the second family were unhappy and tried every means to torture the two siblings every day.

While the elder sister went to the city to sell tofu, the younger brother had to go up the mountain every day to cut grass, collect firewood, and feed chickens and ducks. He was busy every day.

It was also because the original owner injured her hand that day that the employer took pity on her and gave her half a day off.

When she walked back, she didn't see her brother, so she went into the mountains to look for him. However, she was spotted by Zhou the Butcher in the dark, who followed her into the forest.

It was also this time that the original owner and his brother were completely separated, forever.

Whenever I think of it, my heart aches.

If there is anything in this world that the original owner cannot let go of, it is probably only this younger brother.

Su Ruanruan's heart softened, and she quickened her pace, carrying the basket.

Su Xiaoxi looked over following the sound in the distance. The golden light was cast on the delicate body, and he could not see the face of the person who came.

But when the man walked under a locust tree, the branches blocked the scorching sun above his head, and her face once again clearly appeared in his black pupils.

The tightly clenched little hands suddenly loosened, wiped away the tears, and quickly turned over.

Limping on one leg, he ran quickly towards the figure he was thinking about.

"Sister~"

The trembling sound also alarmed the people in the yard. Duan Sanzhu picked up a stick and ran out. When he saw who was hugging Su Xiaoxi, the vigilance on his face faded.

She shouted into the house, "Mom, mom, my cousin is here."

Aunt Liu was busy in the house. When she heard the third boy calling her, she quickly put down her needlework and left the house.

When she saw two people, one big and one small, coming in holding hands, she could no longer hold back the expression on her face and tears flowed down like beads from a broken string.

She particularly remembered the scene when her mother-in-law collapsed to the ground after learning that her daughter and son-in-law had passed away one after another. When she was dying on the hospital bed, she was calling the names of the brother and sister.

But when they went to Maoshan Village to look for the two siblings to see their grandmother for the last time, the Su family locked them in the house and refused to let them out no matter how much the two children cried and shouted.

Her husband started a fight with them, but they were the first to complain. The head of Maoshan Village brought a few young men to take her husband and two children to the county government office.

Not only was he imprisoned for a few days, but he also had to pay out the money he had saved with great difficulty to help Datie get married.

What is even more heartbreaking is that not only did the mother-in-law not see her two grandchildren, she didn’t even get to see her son and two grandchildren for the last time.

He left the world with deep reluctance and worry.

Now, seeing Ruanruan return safely, she could no longer control her tears. After all, she had failed the old lady's instructions and failed to take good care of them.

Her life was not satisfactory and she had only a roof over her head, but even so, she had thought about bringing her two children back.

But the old lady of the Su family pointed at their noses and scolded them, and even didn't let them see their two children!

It was only in these two months that Ruanruan seemed to have grown up and even dared to disobey the old lady. Only then did they get the opportunity to get along well with the siblings.

Liu stammered but couldn't utter a word for a long time.

"Aunt, I'm fine, please stop crying."

Liu looked her up and down, the red marks on her neck, the wounds on her lips, the waist she was holding onto, and the unnatural steps she was taking...

These scenes were like boiling hot oil frying in her heart, causing her endless pain.

She naturally knew what had happened, but she didn't want to mention it again, let alone rub salt into her wounds that had not yet healed.

She forced a smile and said, "Are you hungry? Auntie will go cook now, just wait."

Su Ruanruan was not being pretentious, she was indeed hungry.

Liu went into the kitchen, and only Su Ruanruan, Su Xiaoxi and third cousin Duan Sanzhu were left in the yard.

Su Runrun found a low stool and sat down. Xiaoxi held her clothes tightly and looked at her with wet eyes, fearing that her sister would disappear again in the next second and be captured by bad guys.

Su Ruanruan held him and sat him on her lap, rubbing the top of his head, "Have you missed your sister these days?"

Xiaoxi leaned in her arms and nodded vigorously.

Duan Sanzhu stood aside and blinked. His cousin was so gentle. He also wanted a sister like her.

His two older brothers would never talk to him like that and would only bully him.

"Where are the eldest and second cousins?"

Su Ruanruan raised her eyes and looked at Duan Sanzhu who was playing with a stick beside her.

"They went out to work and haven't come back for a few days."

Su Ruanruan smacked her lips. Duan Sanzhu was only one or two years older than Xiaoxi, but he had a mischievous side.

But at this age when they should be going to school, now they can only play in the mud at home.

Compared to the lively Sanzhu, she is more troubled by Xiaoxi.

He lived in the inferiority complex of his lame leg all day long, was unhappy, and became less and less talkative.

She put Xiaoxi on a stool, rolled up his trouser legs, and his skinny calves were exposed.

As usual, she pressed carefully for a long time to help him promote blood circulation.

One day when the time is right, she will be able to perform surgery on him.

She called Sanzhu over to learn, "Sanzhu, when your cousin is not around, you can help Xiaoxi massage like this every day. Can you do it?"

Sanzhu patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, cousin, leave this to me!"

"You're so good. You act like a big brother now." Su Ruanruan said with a smile.

Looking at Xiaoxi, who was a head shorter than him, Sanzhu smiled proudly. He was finally not the youngest child in the family anymore.

From now on, Xiaoxi is his little brother.

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