The little Fubao in the deserted village made all the dignitaries in the court go crazy with envy

Wang Xiaoniu, "I want to inherit my father's land and grow better Hundred-Angle Grass than he does!"

Lin Dani, "My mother said that girls should get married when they grow up, but I don't want to get married. I want to work in a workshop!"

Lin Jiawang, "I want to learn martial arts from Uncle Mo Yi, and fight bullies and punish evil and promote good in the future!"

What do you want to do in the future?

The children in the village chattered enthusiastically while eating sweet potatoes.

Yan Changqing turned his head and looked at the little kid beside him who was concentrating on eating sweet potatoes. He asked her with a smile, "Bai Xiang, what about you? What do you want to do in the future?"

Bai Xiang puffed up his cheeks and shook his head directly, "Not a chicken way!"

His mouth was full of melon flesh, and his heart was not at all taken away from eating.

“…” I wanted to laugh, but held it back.

Yan Changqing pinched the baby's cheek with two fingers, drew her attention, and asked in a different way, "So what is your wish?"

If you don’t answer, you can’t eat properly.

The little adult seemed to sigh, and finally turned his head and thought about it seriously.

"I have a wish... yes! I want bad people to have a hard life! I want good people to be rewarded! I want kind people to have enough food to eat!"

In order to prove that he was listening carefully, Bai Xiang also asked, "Brother Changqing, what is your wish?"

"My wish," Yan Changqing smiled, and wiped off the orange stains on the corners of the doll's mouth before retracting his fingers. He looked up at the clear sky and said softly after a while, "May the seas be peaceful and the rivers be clear, the country be prosperous and the people be safe. May this prosperous era be peaceful and the world be peaceful."

Under the sunlight, the boy's face looked hazy and unreal, his clear, dark eyes were deep and distant.

Bai Xiang's chewing slowed down gradually, staring at the handsome profile of the young boy. He clearly didn't understand, but for some reason, his heart seemed to be shaken.

The laughter and chatter around died down, and the kids stared at the boy with wide eyes.

At an age when you don’t quite understand, you can’t appreciate more.

The teacher in the private school once taught a saying: How can a sparrow understand the ambition of a swan?

They are like the sparrows in the saying, and Brother Changqing is the swan.

They care more about having enough food and warm clothes.

Brother Changqing's ambition is to go higher in the sky, to go to a place broader and deeper.

It's so far away from them.

"The taste of stewed sweet potatoes is different from that of boiled sweet potatoes. They are more delicious, soft and sticky, with the right amount of sweetness and a hint of burnt aroma."

The boy seemed not to notice the children's gazes. He took the sweet potato and peeled it skillfully, then took several bites. "Why don't you want to eat it? Do you want me to peel it for you?"

As he spoke, some of his hair fell down from his forehead, making his face itchy. The boy brushed the hair aside, and a few black marks immediately appeared on his porcelain-white cheeks.

It contrasted with the dust that Bai Xiang had deliberately rubbed on his face before.

Kids: “…Hahahaha!”

They were just madly insane.

Brother Changqing was not far away from them at all.

Which swan would fold its wings and accompany these little sparrows to roast sweet potatoes in the vegetable garden?

The sounds of laughter and joy resumed in the vegetable garden, and the previous joy was restored.

Until a loud woman's cursing voice was heard from the courtyard next door.

The kids looked at each other, stood up at the same time, grabbed Yan Changqing and Jin Duobao, who were a little slow to react to such things, and picked up Bai Xiang, who was still trying to go to the earthen kiln to look for sweet potatoes, and ran out of the vegetable garden and turned into the path.

He ran accurately to the tall haystack outside the Li family's courtyard wall and climbed up.

After a while, a bunch of little heads quietly popped up over the wall of Li's courtyard to take a look at the fun.

In the yard below, Mrs. Li put her hands on her hips and cursed at the three people.

He is powerful and can stand alone against all odds.

"You bullied my Wenxiu and kicked her out with just one sentence. Now you have the nerve to come to my house. Do you have thick calluses from grinding your face on the ground for decades?"

"What's the matter? You can't make ends meet anymore, and seeing that we are doing well here, you shamelessly come to our door and want to take Wenxiu back, so that you can live off her?"

"Bah! Don't you know what kind of character you have? If I don't peel off your skin, you won't know that you are nothing. Get out of here right now! There is no place for your family to stand on my Li family's land!"

There are three people sitting opposite Mrs. Li.

An elderly couple and a middle-aged man with dark skin and ordinary looks.

The two older men were scolded in front of each other, their faces turning green and red.

The middle-aged man bent his waist slightly, with a flattering smile on his face, "Mom, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, please calm down. It's all my fault. I was too impatient and quarreled with Wenxiu. I forgot what I said. When Wenxiu wanted to leave with her daughter in her arms, she blamed me for not stopping her. I deserved to be beaten!"

After saying that, the man slapped himself twice on the face, one on the left and one on the right. "Mom, you are an experienced person. Husband and wife quarrel at the head of the bed and make up at the foot of the bed. After Wenxiu left, I missed them mother and daughter every day. Even if you don't give me face, think about Daya, don't you think?"

Mrs. Li watched him act coldly, and just as the other two old men were about to step forward to speak for themselves, she suddenly raised her hand and slapped them in the face.

With a crisp sound.

The tall and strong woman, who was very energetic due to years of hard work, slapped the man in the face, causing him to stagger to the side, and the slap mark quickly appeared.

In contrast, the two slaps he gave himself on the front of the head, which didn't hurt at all, seemed even more ridiculous.

"You, why are you hitting someone!" The old woman opposite couldn't stand it anymore. She wanted to rush over and fight, but she was afraid that the other person was bigger than her, so she could only shout, "Wenxiu! Wenxiu, come out! We missed you and Daya, so we specially came to your door and invited you in a nice way, and you let your mother beat your husband and humiliate your parents-in-law?!"

Mrs. Li felt refreshed and shook her equally burning palms.

It was a good thing that the scum showed up at this time, she had been holding back this slap for a long time!

"Is this an humiliation? Compared to what my daughter Wenxiu went through in your house, I still think I was too polite to you!

My good daughter got married and you guys abused her! If she is useless, you kick her back. If she is useful, you try to coax her back with a few nice words to continue working like a slave for you. There is no such good thing in the world!

The divorce letter your family threw to Wenxiu had your fingerprints clearly on it!

If you have any shame, get out of here right now and don't let me blast you!"

"You, you!" The divorce was written in black and white, and no matter how she argued, she couldn't get away with it. The old woman on the opposite side rolled her eyes and simply sat on the ground and threw a tantrum, "Alright! Your Li family is arrogant now and looks down on us poor relatives. We won't force you, but Daya is our child, and we must take the child away!"

At this time, Wenxiu walked out of the main room. She was very thin, but in good spirits. After staying at her mother's house for a few months, she regained her energy and spirit, and had changed dramatically.

She walked up to Mrs. Li and looked at the three familiar faces opposite her, with only disgust in her eyes.

"I won't go back with you, and you can't take Daya with you. The divorce letter has been signed, and I, Li Wenxiu, will no longer have anything to do with your family.

You didn't like your eldest daughter when she was born. She was six years old, but you didn't give her a name or register her for household registration.

Now her surname is Li, her name is Li Yaer, and she wants to snatch my Li family's child. She should first ask the government whether they agree or not."

The rich daughter-in-law also came out holding her big belly. Without saying anything more, she handed the bamboo broom to her mother-in-law and said, "Mom, why waste your time talking to them? Just kick them out and don't let them dirty our land!"

After that, she said to Wenxiu, "Sister, you and Ya'er's roots are in the Li family, just stay at home and be at ease. No one will chase you away here, and we won't let anyone bully you!"

Li Wenxiu's eyes felt hot for a moment and she raised her hand to wipe away the overflowing tears.

After enduring hardships for many years, she now has the support of her mother and her family. She has also successfully registered to become a worker in the workshop and will earn enough money to support herself and her daughter.

She could hold her back straight.