At the beginning of the year of famine, the lucky girl of the farm family used cheats to support the

Duan Dashan smiled and said, "Well, I won't be polite to you. I'll buy you some more meat after this."

Li Shuangrong nodded.

Fubao looked at the man who seemed a little disappointed after receiving the silver, and felt speechless. In the village, one or two taels of silver was more than enough for the three of them to eat and stay for ten days.

When Duan Dashan saw that Li Shuangrong only took out one or two taels of silver, his attitude suddenly changed. He was no longer as enthusiastic as before and gave the task of entertaining them to the second brother who had remained silent.

That person didn't like to talk much, but when sitting with Li Shuangrong, Li Shuangrong became the talkative one. The scene really made Fubao laugh.

Zhao Xiuer was weak and had been caught in the rain and the wind, so she went into the inner room and lay down.

Erya helped to clean up the dishes and went out for a while. When she came back, she brought a slightly shriveled fruit for Fubao.

Arya: "You eat."

Fubao took the fruit and took a bite. It had no taste and not much juice, but it was Erya's gift.

Fubao took out a big fresh apple from the space, pretended to take it out from his bag, and handed it to Erya: "Try it too."

Erya was stunned as an apple was stuffed into her arms. After a while, she said in surprise, "It's so big!"

After saying that, he couldn't wait to take a bite, chewed it and swallowed it, then said with a satisfied look: "I... have never eaten such delicious fruit!"

Fubao smiled and hung his small purse on her and said, "This is for you." He then stuffed the purse full of fruit candies and nougat.

Erya liked it very much. She touched it here and looked at it there, but in the end she reluctantly put the purse back into Fubao's bag.

Fubao: "What's wrong? You don't want it?"

Arya reacted and shook her head: "No. Brother and sister will take it away."

Fubao thought of the children's attitude towards Erya and couldn't help but feel a little more pity for her.

Fubao: "You guys usually play together, do they treat you like this?"

Arya shook her head: "We have only lived together for a short time."

Fubao: "Hmm? What do you mean?"

Although Erya's reaction was slow, she answered very logically: "Uncle and Grandpa live in the village and just moved here a few days ago."

Fubao: "What about your family?"

Arya: "My parents and I live here. This is our home. My father built it himself. Isn't it amazing?"

Fubao nodded: "Great!" It turned out that this was the house of their family of three, but looking at the way Duan Dashan and his men entered the house and bossed the owner around, people who didn't know would think this was their territory.

Even the children looked down on their own cousin. She didn't hold back even when there were outsiders around, which showed that Erya must have had a hard time.

Although Erya is slow, she is also a sensitive child. Fubao can see a hint of sadness on her face from time to time.

Arya: "Mother has already rolled out our things..."

Fubao patted her head and said, "Can you and your mother sleep in the same room with us tonight?"

It took Erya a long time to say: "What about my father?"

Fubao: "Sleep with my father." There was no one here, so she pretended to ask Li Shuangrong to take out three large thick quilts from the carriage. They were soft and warm. They were spread on the ground and didn't feel hard at all.

Erya buried her face in the quilt and said blankly, "It smells like sunshine."

Fu Bao smiled and said, "It's very soft, it won't feel hard even if I sleep on the ground."

The straw underneath was very thick. Erya ran in and touched the kang again. She came out and said shyly, "It's soft outside. I want to sleep outside."

Fubao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "We can also lay the floor inside."

Erya shook her head: "I want to sleep outside."

Fu Bao compromised and said, "Okay."

For the entire afternoon, Fubao and Erya made the kang soft and tidy.

When the eldest daughter-in-law came over to ask what they wanted for dinner, she was stunned as soon as she entered the door: "Where did this mattress come from?"

When she touched it, it felt soft and comfortable, completely different from the coarse cloth they had laid.

Fubao: "This is what we brought with us. We kept it in the carriage and it didn't get wet." Otherwise, are we going to have to sleep on a bare, cold kang?

She went out again to look at the mattress on the floor outside, and pretended to be generous and said, "I still have a new quilt that was at the bottom of the box when I got married. I'll get it and spread it on you."

Fubao: "No, this is enough for us."

But she still insisted on bringing over a quilt: "Oh, you're welcome, this material is so comfortable."

As he put the quilt down, he said worriedly, "Look, this one is enough for the bed. I'll put the extra one away for you, and you can use it when it gets colder."

Erya's mother looked at Fubao with a pleading look. Fubao said nothing and turned around to go in.

Zhao Xiuer listened to the noise outside, propped herself up and asked, "What's wrong?"

When Fubao told Zhao Xiuer what happened just now, she frowned and asked, "Why is she like this?"

Fubao: "Er Ya's mother doesn't know how to fight for it, she just watches helplessly. If she doesn't fight for it, then just bear with it."

Zhao Xiuer: "It's good that you have your own ideas."

As soon as Fubao went out, he saw the pitiful Erya, tugging at the corner of her mother's clothes: "I want it back! That belongs to Sister Li! Come with me, I want it back!"

Erya's mother struggled and stammered, "Your aunt is just keeping it for us, wait..."

Arya: "Even children don't believe this kind of nonsense! If you don't go, I will go by myself!"

After saying that, he ran to the room on the other side of the main house. Fubao could clearly hear Erya shouting from the living room: "Give me back the quilt!"

The woman inside said something unknown, and Erya trotted out and stuffed the thin blanket she was wearing back.

After a while, he was pushed out with bare hands by Da Zhuang and Daya.

Fu Bao looked at the stubborn Erya standing at their door and asked, "Erya?"

It would have been fine if she hadn't called her name, but as soon as her name was called, Erya burst into tears instantly, and even her reaction seemed to become a little faster.

"Sister, they won't return my quilt to me." Erya said with a sob.

Then, he added: "I can't pay you back..."

Erya's mother turned a blind eye to her tears and did nothing but sigh, not even the most basic comfort.

Fu Bao couldn't hold back his anger, so he walked up to her and said, "Erya, you know that the things belong to you, and you should go get them back. What have you done here except sighing?"

Erya's mother didn't expect Fubao to come and say this all of a sudden. She was stunned for a long time before she said, "I...I can't get it back."

Fubao: "What are you afraid of? Erya has been bullied, and you, as her mother, don't even say a word of comfort."

The woman's eyes were filled with helplessness: "What can I do? We are all family..."

Fubao was too tired to say anything more, but it was Erya who broke the silence and said angrily: "How can anyone treat us as a family!"