Farmhouse life after traveling back to ancient times

After the woman got back in the car and drove away, Lu Fanghai also carried Xiaohu back to the road.

He passed by the peddler and took the osmanthus cake.

The peddler was surprised and asked, "Could this be the thief from earlier? He ran so fast that I couldn't see him clearly."

Lu Fanghai smiled calmly and said in a gentle voice: "No, this is the son of an old friend of mine. I ran into him when I was chasing a thief just now, but the thief ran away."

"Oh!" The peddler seemed to have suddenly realized something. He put his hand to one side of his face and came over to say:

"No wonder the thief ran so fast and couldn't see his face clearly. Even Master Lu couldn't catch him. The thief really has some skills."

Lu Fanghai laughed heartily, greeted the peddler while holding the osmanthus cake, and walked home.

There was no one in the shop, so Lu Fanghai went straight to the inner courtyard.

There were clothes hanging in the clean courtyard, and it was quiet without any sound.

"Xiuniang, come out quickly."

Because Xiaohu was too dirty, Lu Fanghai did not take him into the house rashly. He stood in the yard and called Du Wenxiu.

Du Wenxiu responded and left the main room with the help of Du Wenchan, saying coquettishly:

"It's just that you're pregnant, how can you be so delicate?"

When he glanced away, he saw Xiaohu beside Lu Fanghai, rubbed his eyes with his hands, and shouted:

"Oh, maybe I'm sleepy because of the pregnancy. It feels like a dream in the broad daylight."

Lu Fanghai suppressed his laughter and asked, "What did Xiuniang dream about?"

Du Wenxiu stared at him blankly and pointed at Xiaohu:

"I see that kid with you, why does he look like Yulan's brother, Xiaohu?"

Lu Fanghai took Xiaohu and walked a few steps forward: "Take a look, does it look like it?"

"They look very similar, except that Xiaohu is much smaller than him. But I haven't seen him for a year or two, so maybe he has grown this taller now."

The more Du Wenxiu looked at the child, the more he looked like him.

When Xiaohu went missing, he was only about eight or nine years old, at the peak of his naughty years.

However, this young man looked much more stable. Apart from the timidity in his eyes, he seemed to be exactly the same as the child in his impression.

"Sister-in-law, I am Xiaohu!"

The young man looked at Du Wenxiu and said softly.

Du Wenxiu was so frightened that she took two steps back. Fortunately, Du Wenchan reached out to help her, otherwise she would have bumped into the vegetable drying rack behind her.

"You really are Little Tiger! Oh, where have you been this past year? You must have suffered a lot, right?"

Du Wenxiu asked repeatedly, and Xiaohu's eyes dimmed, as if he remembered the difficult wandering life over the past year.

Seeing his expression, Du Wenxiu did not force him to speak. After hearing Lu Fanghai say that he was caught stealing other people's money, Du Wenxiu hurriedly asked Du Wenchan to heat up some food for him.

"You must have suffered a lot. I can imagine how a child of your age can survive away from home."

Xiaohu just said nothing.

"Your sister-in-law is asking you, why are you silent?"

Lu Fanghai poked him, and the increasingly thin Xiaohu staggered. Du Wenxiu hurried forward to help him stand up.

When he left home, Mrs. Lu often whispered in his ear that the whole Lu family next door were not good people and asked him to stay away from them.

But after Lu was arrested, she went to her uncle's house. She thought that her uncle, whom her mother called the closest to her, was actually the one who watched her aunt tie her hands and hang her on a tree and beat her because of an egg, without saying a word.

I was so hungry that I felt dizzy. Only when my uncle got up at night did he untie the rope and let me go.

He walked in a daze for an unknown amount of time before he fainted on the side of the road. He was rescued by an old beggar, who fed him some bread, and thus saved his life.

Many times he woke up in the middle of the night and thought about the past.

He didn't understand.

Although my father is paralyzed in bed, our family has land, my eldest sister often helps out, and my second sister is also hardworking.

My mother often said that everything in the house would belong to us from now on. How come in just such a short time, we lost everything?

There is no home.

So there is nothing.

I felt like a wandering ghost, following the old beggar, holding a broken bowl and stretching out my hand to beg for food from passers-by.

Sometimes if you are lucky, you may be able to get something to eat, but if you are unlucky, you might be beaten up because others may think you are dirty.

Gradually, the old beggar persuaded himself to steal. Stealing was better than flattering. He would steal money and give it to him when no one was paying attention, and then continue to run away.

Even if you get caught and beaten up, you still have money to have a good meal.

But one time, the old beggar took the silver and hid. When he was beaten half to death and went back to the bridge to look for him, he was nowhere to be found.

He doesn't want himself anymore.

why?

He was young and could run fast, and he was always successful in stealing things. It would be better to say that he stole things to support the old beggar rather than saying that the old beggar was leading him.

How could he bear to leave like this?

Hearing other beggars gloating over his misfortune, saying that there was important stuff in the purse he stole that day, the old beggar said after getting it that he was going to get rich.

He told them that they wanted to find him, and that they could get rich together, and live a life with a house to live in, food to eat, wine to drink, and beautiful maids to serve them.

But he did not look for himself, and when he came back, he did not find him.

He wanted no more for himself than they did.

Listening to the child telling in detail about his experiences over the past year, Du Wenxiu felt sad. He is still just a child.

Grabbing Xiaohu's thin arm, Du Wenxiu said:

"Before you were at your uncle's house, it was natural for them to take care of you, and it was not easy for us to interfere. Now that we have met you, we can't just ignore it."

"As long as you want, you can stay at my house. We will provide you with food and drink, okay?"

Du Wenchan came out from the kitchen and stuffed a pancake into Xiaohu's hand.

Smelling the aroma of the pancake in his hand, Xiaohu's nose felt sore and he squeezed out the word "good".

Tears welled up in his eyes and he lowered his head, not wanting them to see.

He finished a pancake in just a few bites and choked to the point of burping. Du Wenchan hurriedly poured him some warm water to help him move his food down.

He looked up at Du Wenchan, his eyes full of desire.

Du Wenchan refused to give it and said with a smile:

"First, I was afraid that you were too hungry, so I gave you a piece of bread to eat first. If you want to eat more, you have to go and wash yourself clean."

At this time, Lu Fanghai had already gone into the kitchen to boil water. Xiaohu nodded and looked at them, not knowing what he was thinking.

Du Wenxiu went into the house again to look for Lu Fanghai's old clothes, but thought they were too big.

Although Xiaohu has grown taller, he is still the size of a child, so the clothes need to be altered before he can wear them.

But seeing how tattered his clothes are, I’m afraid he won’t be able to find his collar if he takes them off and puts them back on.

Besides, if I really have to take a shower before wearing those clothes, I'm afraid the shower would be in vain.

There was no other choice, so Du Wenxiu picked out a few of Lu Fanghai's old clothes, and took out a set for him to wash and change into, thinking that she would go to bed later at night and alter the rest of the clothes for him to wear.

Someone outside wanted to buy pickles, so Du Wenchan responded and went out to greet him.

After a while, he came back and said that the people outside were looking for his brother-in-law.

Lu Fanghai was supposed to be on duty today, but he had a lot of things to do at home, so he came back just after 9am. Why would someone come to the shop to look for him at this time?

Feeling doubtful, he strode forward.