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Early in the morning, I originally pushed my child out to get some fresh air, but as soon as I went out, I ran into two uninvited guests.

Zhao Xiuer frowned and said in a bad tone: "Aunt Yan, what are you doing here?"

Fubao also wrinkled his face. What an annoying person! Last time, daddy and grandma said something to that extent, and they still had the nerve to come over. How could there be such thick-skinned people in the world?

The woman acted as if nothing had happened, and said calmly: "Xiu'er, your sister and I are here to pick you up. Last time I came, your mother-in-law said you were not here, so..."

She choked up and said, "Your father is not feeling well, and wants you to go back to see him. I've told your brother-in-law and your mother-in-law, they..." As she spoke, tears began to fall. Fubao opened his eyes wide, looking at this superb acting skill, marvelling at it.

"Didn't they tell you? It's not their fault. It was Fang'er who went too far in the past. You can't blame them for not wanting to interact with her. But your father is sick, and that's a big deal..." Her voice was weak and delicate, as if she had suffered a great injustice in the Li family.

Fubao struggled hard, and the wooden car made a squeaking sound. Zhao Xiuer didn't have time to think about it and quickly hugged her daughter in her arms.

The woman pulled Zhao Fang'er closer and said, "The little baby is so white, just like you. Come, let grandma hold you."

Fubao didn't swallow his saliva at all, but let it drip onto her hand. Then he leaned into his mother's arms and shouted, "Scared, scared..."

Zhao Xiuer held the child and coaxed him, ignoring what she said.

Zhao Fang'er could no longer suppress her anger, so she came over and said dissatisfiedly, "If Dad didn't want to see you, we wouldn't have come. It's up to you to see him or not. Just think that he gave birth to an ungrateful person like you for nothing."

Zhao Xiuer's face froze, and Fubao couldn't help it anymore. He stretched out his little hand and scratched, leaving several marks on Zhao Fanger's face. There was no bleeding, but he used a lot of force. She couldn't help but scream: "Ah! You little beast!"

The loud noise attracted the attention of other members of the Li family.

Li Chongxi limped out, but before he could say anything, Zhao Fanger scolded him and shut him up.

"Little cripple! What are you looking at! Get out of here..." She was in so much pain that she couldn't help but want to hit back.

Zhang Ercui had sharp ears. When she heard the voice, she rushed out immediately, put her hands on her hips and cursed: "You little whore! You bullied my son at my doorstep. Do you want to die?"

Zhang Ercui's fighting ability is not just a casual remark. In the entire Li family, the two of them are most afraid of her. When she beats someone, it really hurts, and she doesn't hold back at all. Thinking of the way she was beaten before, Zhao Fang'er dared not say a word.

The woman hurried over and said, "Don't take the child's words to heart."

Chongxi already looked hurt and walked in dejectedly. He didn't want to hurt his leg, and he didn't know what others would call him in the future. This was very cruel for a child who was barely ten years old.

Fubao looked at his cousin's back and became even angrier. He reached out his little hand to Zhao Fanger's face and pulled it hard a few times.

They were so busy dealing with Zhang Ercui that they didn't pay any attention to the tiny hand. Zhao Fang'er felt a sharp pain and slapped Fubao's hand like crazy: "Ah! Ah! I'm going to chop off your hand!"

The ferocity in his eyes could not be concealed as he met Fubao's vicious gaze.

Zhao Xiuer dodged a few times and didn't hurt the little girl in her arms.

Zhou Qiaoping and Li Huaiqing heard the noise and went out, their faces gloomy: "How can you stand at my doorstep and bully my little granddaughter? How can you be so unreasonable?"

Zhao Fang'er was furious, her face was burning with pain and she didn't know if it was disfigured. The woman couldn't stop her: "She grabbed my face!!!"

Zhou Qiaoping looked at Fubao who was safe and sound and said, "Really? My child can't even walk yet he can grab your face at the door early in the morning. Can you tell me why?"

"You came to me with such a licking face to get beaten, who can you blame? I told you not to show up in front of my family again, are you deaf?"

The woman said quickly, "The child is still young and doesn't understand. Don't take it personally. We just came to tell Xiu'er that his father is sick. We have no other intentions."

Zhou Qiaoping looked unhappy, as if she didn't hear what she said. She took Fubao, touched her little hand and said, "Does it hurt? Grandma will blow on it for you."

Seeing that no one was talking to her, the woman was not embarrassed. She came up and pulled Zhao Xiuer's hand: "Come back with me, just take a look, and be back soon."

No matter how unwilling Zhao Xiuer was, she wanted to know whether her father was sick or not and how serious his illness was. After all, he was the one who raised her to this age, so she should go back and see him.

Seeing that they were about to take Zhao Xiuer away, Zhou Qiaoping said, "Wait. Wait for the second brother to send her off, and then come back together later."

The woman's expression remained unchanged, but Zhao Fang'er beside her couldn't help looking anxious, which made Fubao suspicious. How serious was the illness? They didn't even have time to wait for Li Shuangrong to come out, or maybe they didn't want Li Shuangrong to go at all.

The woman said, "Don't worry, we have hired a bullock cart and will ask Jiagui to send his sister back later. There is no need to trouble the son-in-law."

As he said that, he grabbed Zhao Xiuer's wrist and pulled her onto the ox cart.

Zhao Xiu'er didn't say anything. She was only thinking about her father's illness and didn't notice Zhao Fang'er's abnormality.

Fubao watched his mother being dragged away, and he felt something was wrong. He cried out, “Wa-wa-wa, mother, mother--”

She had never called out "Mother" so clearly before. When Zhao Xiuer heard it, she immediately broke free from the woman's hand, came over, held the child in her arms and coaxed him.

Zhao Xiuer: "Fubao, be obedient. Mother will go back to see grandpa and come back in the evening."

Fubao grabbed his mother's sleeve tightly, tears and snot running down his face, crying miserably.

Zhou Qiaoping: "Why don't you just carry him?"

Zhao Xiuer and Li Huaiqing said in unison: "No."

Zhao Xiuer: "If she's seriously ill, I think she'll have to stay in the hospital for a few more days. She's so young, it'll be very bad if she gets sick."

As he spoke, Li Shuangrong had already packed up and hurried out the door: "What's wrong? Are you going to Zhongling Village?"

Zhao Xiuer: "Dad is sick, I have to go see him."

Li Shuangrong looked at the woman and Zhao Fang'er with a bad face. He didn't want to do that, but Zhao Xiu'er had said she wanted to go back, so he couldn't stop her. He could only say dejectedly, "I'll take you there, and we'll come back together later."

Fubao immediately threw himself into Li Shuangrong's arms: "Dad, Dad——"

Li Shuangrong's eyes softened, he picked up the little girl and said, "It's okay, I'll wait in the yard with the child, that's fine."

As soon as Zhao Xiuer left, Fubao started crying. If she was not allowed to follow, this girl would be so stubborn that even ten cows could not pull her back. She was also reluctant to let the child cry so loudly. So she took the big and strong Li Shuangrong and the little Tuanzi to Zhongling Village.

It was Fubao’s second time going on a long journey. The weather was already very cold. The bare branches, the dry cold wind, everything was filled with chilliness. Winter was approaching.

Zhongling Village is actually not far from Qili Village, but there is a mountain in between, so it is quite a distance to go around it.

Li Shuangrong looked at the mountain and whispered, "I used to go over the mountain to look for your mother."

Fubao pricked up his ears and listened. What? In this era, parents don't arrange marriages?

Zhao Xiuer blushed and gently pushed him. A low laugh came from Li Shuangrong's chest.

Zhao Fanger's face was not looking good, and her back teeth were creaking. Fubao felt a toothache when he heard it, and screamed a few times, almost frightening her to death. But because Li Shuangrong was there, she didn't dare to get angry.

When he arrived at the Zhao family, Fubao even wanted to rub his eyes, cursing in his heart: With such conditions, he still comes to the Li family to borrow money?

The Zhao family was completely different from what she had imagined. There were three large houses made of blue bricks and tiles, and even the gates were made of iron. Wasn't this a typical landlord? The courtyard was spacious and bright, and even the path in the middle leading to the main hall was paved with cobblestones. Although it was not as big as the houses of the rich families, it was already considered a wealthy family in this remote area.

What kind of illness did they have that made them borrow both money and food?