Being able to farm: starting from moving to the village and picking up furry

Niu Wu, who lowered his head, was stunned when he didn't hear Xia Qingyu calling him brother, but only "you".

Slowly raising his head, Niu Wu looked at Xia Qingyu and saw that his sister looked indifferent and distant.

"The time to tear up the contract is when my father died. He said he would protect you, but I..." Niu Wu stopped talking after thinking of something and coming to his senses.

Turning his head away, Niu Wu didn't look at Xia Qingyu, but looked in a certain direction, "Don't worry about it. Dad is dead anyway, and he won't come back to life anyway."

He found that the sister in front of him was completely different from the kind and timid girl who always came to him for help. She was like a different person.

There was a flash of pain in Niu Wu's eyes, he felt both happy and sad, and tears flowed unconsciously.

Niu Wu was very happy to see the changes in Xia Qingyu.

He always thought that his sister was like a fool and would never talk back when being beaten or scolded.

Every time he was by her side, unable to bear to watch, hoping that she could resist and not be so kind.

Now, my sister has finally stood up again, and at least she won't be bullied by others anymore.

For so many years, the two have been in a state of tit-for-tat confrontation.

Now he suddenly had to talk properly, but Niu Wu suddenly didn't know what to say. He subconsciously grabbed his clothes with both hands and his eyes dodged.

Niu Wu really wanted to tell his sister about the contract of selling body that she asked about.

But he was very hesitant, not knowing whether he should tell her.

Before his father passed away, he warned him more than once not to tell his sister about the incident.

Otherwise, given her personality, she would probably feel guilty for the rest of her life.

Suppressing the bitterness in his heart, Niu Wu tried hard to control his emotions and put on a smiling expression.

"Their family treats you very well. Dad has always been worried about you. Now he can rest assured."

Fortunately, he heard what Old Lady Niu and Niu Gu said at that time, asking them for advice on how to sell Xia Qingyu for money. He didn't sleep all night, trying to think of a solution.

It was almost dawn, and when he dozed off for a while, he dreamed that his father was telling him about the Li family.

He added fuel to the fire, otherwise his sister would have been sold to a brothel by the mother and son.

After carefully considering his words, Niu Wu said to Xia Qingyu: "It doesn't matter when. You just need to know that the real contract of selling yourself no longer exists. You are free."

After saying that, Niu Wu turned around and faced Xia Qingyu with his back. "When Dad died, he said that he hoped you could marry into a good family and live a peaceful and stable life."

Xia Qingyu listened to his words and replied calmly, "Yeah."

Looking at the group of people in the yard, although they were all busy, Niu Wu knew without asking that they were all paying attention to his sister.

If he did anything to hurt her, the people in the room would probably rush out and beat him up.

Turning around, Niu Wu looked at Xia Qingyu for a long time.

His expression was very conflicted, his eyebrows moving up and down, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't speak.

Looking at him putting on a smile that was uglier than crying, Xia Qingyu was silent for a moment.

"If you don't want to talk about it, forget it."

Realizing that his mood was not right, Xia Qingyu was a little confused, but did not force him. She just left a sentence and turned to walk towards the yard.

From the original owner's memory, Xia Qingyu did not obtain any relevant information about the indenture.

She was not sure whether there was any connection between the indenture and Mr. Li's death.

The original owner was too young at that time, and heard from Old Lady Niu and people around him that Old Man Niu fell down while doing farm work in the fields.

On the day Grandpa Niu died, the original owner was beaten by Niu Gu in the morning. He went to the Caibing Mountain to pick up firewood with an empty stomach and fainted from hunger.

It was not until dusk that she was carried back by her third sister-in-law, Shen Qingqing.

When she woke up, it was the next day. Niu Wu was lying beside her bed and told her in a daze that his father was dead.

After knowing that Grandpa Niu had died, the original owner became even more silent and hardly spoke a word after that.

It was also from that day that Niu Wu began to work together with Niu Gu to target her from time to time.

Every time the expression is the same as the one just now, the eyebrows move in opposite directions.

But just now Niu Wu said that the old man was killed by Niu Lao Po and Niu Dashan.

These two people...

While trying hard to search her memory, Xia Qingyu's sleeve was suddenly pulled by someone.

Xia Qingyu turned around and saw Niu Wu reaching out to pull her.

Xia Qingyu, who was standing aside, glanced at him calmly, "Do you have anything else to do?"

Looking at Xia Qingyu's distant expression, Niu Wu suppressed the pain in his heart.

He took out a small box that he was holding tightly in his hand and shouted, "Sister...I..."

Just as he said this, he felt a pain in his abdomen. Niu Wu couldn't control himself. He arched his body and started coughing violently.

"Cough...cough..."

Xia Qingyu saw Niu Wu coughing up a large mouthful of blood, and the blood sprayed, most of which stained the box in his hand.

Not knowing what was going on with him, Xia Qingyu saw Niu Wu, who was about to say something, suddenly covered his mouth.

He let go of her sleeve in one go, then bent over and squatted on the ground, coughing.

Xia Qingyu frowned slightly, and saw Niu Wu with his back to her, waving at her, "It's okay."

After saying that, Niu Wu stood up from the ground as if he had something urgent to do, covered his abdomen and ran straight out of the village.

Watching the man leave in a panic, Xia Qingyu stood at the gate of the yard and looked in a certain direction of the mountain.

Then she withdrew her gaze, said nothing more, and walked into the house.

At the same time, Niu Wu dragged his body out of Shangxing Village, entered the tall bamboo forest at the entrance of the village, and walked towards the mountain.

After walking a few steps, he could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

The hairpin box in Niu Wu's hand flew out of his hand due to inertia and fell to the ground.

Enduring the pain, Niu Wu crawled over using his hands and feet and took the hairpin box.

Stimulated by the scarlet color on his palm, Niu Wu looked at the blood-stained hairpin box, and his eyes became hot.

"Sister... cough... I'm sorry..."

Ignoring the pain in his body, Niu Wu stopped covering his mouth and used the sleeve of his hand to wipe the blood off the box.

This was a hairpin style his sister had told him about when they were chatting before. After knowing that she liked the style, he went to the town to work, but didn't see it, so he figured it out and made a wooden hairpin according to her description.

However, on the day of his father's burial, he snatched the wooden hairpin from her hand and broke it with his own hands.

At that time, he looked at his sister who was crying silently in the corner, and made up his mind that when she grew up, he would buy her a similar silver hairpin. He saved money for a long time to have it made, intending to give it to her as a coming-of-age gift.

Niu Wu remembered that his sister's coming-of-age ceremony was two months later, and the date the Niu family knew was false.

He had really put it in the hairpin box together with the hairpin.

He came here today, not only to reveal things that happened over the years, but also to give his sister a gift.

It's a pity that he can't seem to wait until that time...

He also wanted to go to the mountain to talk to his father for a while, so that he could know in the afterlife that his sister would live a good life and would not be bullied anymore.

Even without him, she can protect herself, and the Li family will protect her.

And the sister who needed his protection has grown up now and no longer needs his protection, nor will she call him brother anymore.

He carved many small raindrops on the surface of the box, and some of the scarlet blood flowed into the carvings on the box. No matter how Niu Wu wiped them with his sleeves, he couldn't wipe them clean.