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Three days later in the morning, Li Huaiqing stood outside the gate with his hands on his hips, looking around.

Fubao knew that he was waiting for the messenger. Although no one in the family said anything, their absent-mindedness showed their concern for their father and uncle.

Li Huaiqing: "Why haven't you come yet?"

Zhou Qiaoping: "I guess it's too far. We can't get here until noon."

Chongming followed behind with several of his younger brothers and sisters, looking around.

Li Huaiqing: "Chongming, take your brothers and sisters inside, it's windy outside."

Chongming: "Grandpa, please let me wait. Yisheng, take your brothers and sisters back."

The old man didn't say anything. The biting cold wind blew on their faces, but they seemed unaware of it.

Fubao leaned out with his little body: "Grandpa, is that the ox cart?"

"Ding-ling-ling-ding-ling--" The crisp sound of the bells is particularly clear in the quiet village.

Li Huaiqing quickly stepped forward and waved: "Here! Any news from Li Darong and Li Shuangrong?"

The bullock cart slowly approached, and the man jumped off and said, "Yes. They said they have started working, but it's a bit cold, so they asked their family to bring a bed and quilt over."

Li Huaiqing: "When can you come back?"

The man waved his hand: "The construction period is tight, and the situation over there is also very tight, so it's not certain yet."

Fubao's heart skipped a beat. Why couldn't he come back? What was the logic?

Zhou Qiaoping had neatly packed the two quilts into a sack and was planning to put them on the ox cart.

Fubao quickly stopped him, took out four more pancakes and the meat sauce that Zhang Ercui had made earlier, and stuffed them into the bag.

Fubao: "Dad and uncle will definitely miss the food at home..."

Zhou Qiaoping touched Fubao's head and handed the sack to the man: "Brother, please take it to them." Then she counted out twenty coins from her purse and handed them to him.

"Hey! Sister-in-law, I will definitely bring it with me. If anything happens to them in the future, I will come back to tell you the first time." The man was obviously very happy after receiving the twenty cents.

After he left, Fubao asked, "Grandma, it costs twenty cents to bring something back."

Zhou Qiaoping: "Some people swallow half of the things halfway through, or deliberately suppress the news. At least if you give more, he will pay more attention, and your father and your uncle will suffer less."

Fubao: "Then why didn't I give Uncle Wang San a penny?"

Li Huaiqing: "This man was originally sent to serve in the army just like your father and his men. He just got a good job delivering letters to the homes of workers. Logically, he doesn't need to give it to them."

It turned out to be the case.

Chongming stood by without saying a word.

Fubao: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Chongming: "It's so cold, I don't know how tired my second uncle and father must be. If only I were older, they wouldn't have to go..."

Li Huaiqing: "Farm work is hard on weekdays, but your father and second uncle are not that pampered."

Fubao looked up at the gloomy look on the old man's face and understood in his heart that it was impossible for a father not to love his son, he just didn't say it out loud.

After sending their things away, the old and young felt relieved and quickly went into the house.

Zhao Xiuer came forward and said, "I don't know where they live. Even with such a thick blanket, I'm still cold."

Fubao looked at the anxious look on her face and felt impatient too.

Zhou Qiaoping brought the food to the table: "It's only been three days since I left, and you're already so anxious. Come and eat."

The house was unusually quiet during the past three days. Even the talkative aunt was in no mood to talk, and didn't even bother to find fault. The only one who made any noise was Xiao Hui, who ran around behind Zhou Qiaoping every day, carefree.

Zhang Ercui finally couldn't help herself and said, "I want to go back to my parents' home."

Li Huaiqing said nothing. Zhou Qiaoping frowned and said, "I just asked someone to bring a letter and some stuff over. Please wait a few more days."

Fubao staggered to her and said, "Aunt, can you take me with you?"

Zhang Ercui pouted: "Your grandma didn't even let me go, let alone take you."

Zhou Qiaoping: "Fubao, be obedient and wait a little longer. When your aunt goes there, ask her to take you with her."

Li Huaiqing: "Everything you bring to them must be registered in their books. I just delivered it today, and you went to find someone. Those yamen runners are looking for trouble again."

Zhang Ercui lowered her head, nodded and said, "I understand, Dad."

After waiting for another three days, Li Huaiqing finally agreed: "Go, bring Chongming and Fubao with you."

Chongwang: "Grandpa, I want to go too."

Li Huaiqing: "You can't go. They are in need of people right now. If you hadn't given them the money, they would have taken you away too."

In this way, Fubao sat in his aunt's backpack, walked to the village entrance, and got on the ox cart.

Zhang Ercui: "I'll give you four cents."

The man took one look and said, "You have to give six coins."

Zhang Ercui: "My child still needs two cents?"

“I charge per head.”

After arguing for a long time, he finally gave five cents.

They were waiting in the car. Fubao asked, "Aunt, why aren't we leaving yet?"

Zhang Ercui: "He won't leave until people have sat for a long time."

Fu Bao: "When will talents be able to do that?"

Zhang Ercui: "It should be able to accommodate eight or nine people."

After waiting for nearly half an hour, the ox cart slowly set off.

The people in the car were all from the same village. A woman with a darker complexion and a bit fat asked, "Er Cui, are you taking your two children back to your mother's home?"

Zhang Ercui said coldly: "Well, go back to your mother's house."

"I heard that your sister brought back a lot of good things. If you go empty-handed, don't get beaten by your parents." The woman smiled secretly with her hands covering her mouth.

Zhang Ercui looked unhappy and said, "Have you dealt with the issue of your man cheating on a widow? You still have time to care about others. Humph——"

The woman's face immediately turned red. Looking at the teasing looks of the people around her, she angrily said, "If you keep talking nonsense to me!" Her chest heaved with anger.

Fubao was sandwiched between her aunt and her brother, sitting in a backpack. The woman's saliva almost sprayed on her face, and she was so scared that she kept shrinking her head.

Seeing this, Zhang Ercui said: "Shut your stinky mouth! It smells so bad."

"Stop arguing. We are all from the same village, how can there be such a big hatred?" An older, kind-faced grandmother consoled.

Neither of them wanted to expose each other's secrets and make more people laugh at them, so they stopped.

Chongming looked calm on the side. Fubao curiously leaned over and whispered to Chongming: "Brother, why don't you speak up for my aunt?"

Chongming had a smile in his eyes: "My mother said that my talking affected her performance."

Fubao was amused and giggled.

After sitting on the ox cart for an hour, Fubao also moved from the backpack to the arms of his brother and aunt. The little boy was so sleepy that he said, "Aunt, I'm so sleepy."

Zhang Ercui hugged her and said, "Go to sleep. I'll call you when you wake up."

After an unknown amount of time, Fubao was woken up by his brother: "Fubao, Fubao. We're here, wake up."

Fubao opened her eyes dazedly, but the scene she saw made her eyes sore.