After being replaced, she changed from a miserable daughter-in-law to a lucky wife

Mao saw her fetching water and went forward to help: "Zi Mu Niang, when you have time, bring the child to our house to play. We didn't know the child was sick before. Please don't take it personally if we offended you."

Xia Wanniang looked at Mao, who was an interesting person. "I won't take it personally. We all live in the same village, so we should take care of each other if anything happens."

"Yes, yes, yes. People living in the same village should take care of each other." Mao nodded quickly.

After fetching water, Xia Wanniang said goodbye to Mao and walked towards the foot of the mountain.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Just after she walked out of the village for a while, she heard someone crying and looked in the direction of the sound curiously.

Under a big tree, there was a child squatting. The child was wearing only a single layer of clothes and was crying and wiping the tears from his face with his sleeves.

Xia Wanniang had never seen this child before. She put the pole on the ground and walked towards the tree: "Why are you here alone?"

The child on the ground seemed to be frightened. When he looked up and saw it was her, he immediately lowered his head.

When he looked up, Xia Wanniang saw that his face was covered with bruises and purple wounds. His clothes were torn and there were many footprints on them. He looked extremely miserable.

She squatted down and looked at the child who was curled up in a ball, and hugged her arms: "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

The child didn't move or cry anymore.

Xia Wanniang raised her hand and touched his arm. She could feel his body trembling. This trembling was due to fear.

She frowned. The child should be the same age as Zimu, but much thinner than Zimu. "It's too cold here. If you don't want to go home, why don't you come to my house first? My house is at the foot of the mountain behind."

The child raised his head abruptly when he heard this: "Is it the cursed Xiao family?"

When Xia Wanniang heard this sudden question, she didn't know how to answer.

"Will I be cursed if I go to your house?" There was hope instead of fear in the child's eyes.

"Who told you?" Xia Wanniang didn't know what he wanted to do.

"Everyone in the village says so. They say your family is cursed. I'm not afraid. I want to be cursed too." The child became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he had been infected with the curse.

Xia Wanniang looked at the child in front of her with a headache: "Our family is not cursed, and you will not be cursed if you go there."

When the child heard this, he fell to the ground in despair, as if he was not the one who was so excited just now.

Xia Wanniang looked at him and said, "Why do you want to be infected with the curse? Everyone else wants to avoid it."

The child seemed to have his soul sucked out of him: "Then he will die, and mother and I will be free."

Xia Wanniang narrowed her eyes and asked, "Did he injure you?"

The child didn't say anything, just lowered his head and remained silent.

"Tell me, maybe I can help you." Xia Wanniang tempted him to say it.

"You can't help me. Even the village chief can't help me." After the child said that, he stood up and walked towards the village, swaying his body.

Seeing that there was no one around, Xia Wanniang put the carrying pole into the space and followed him from a distance.

The child walked into a dilapidated house at the end of the village, and heard cursing and crying from inside.

"You stinky bitch, if you dare to hide the money, I will beat you to death today."

"Clap!"

"Ah! Please stop hitting me. That money is for buying food for our family. If you spend it all on wine, we won't survive this winter." A woman's voice crying and begging.

"Don't hit my mother." The child's voice.

"You little bastard, you dare to come back? I'll beat you to death." the man roared.

"No, don't hit him." The woman hugged the child and was kicked to the ground by him.

The child wanted to protect his mother, but he was too weak and was pinned down by the woman.

Xia Wanniang narrowed her eyes, took out a penny of silver, weighed it, and hit the man on the head.

The man felt a headache and said, "Who the hell hit me?" When he lowered his head, he saw a silver coin on the ground. He immediately forgot about continuing the violence and happily took the silver and went out.

Xia Wanniang glanced at the two people lying on the ground and did not go in. Instead, she followed the man.