Farmhouse Green Plum

Li's expression looked better. She took the buns and gave one to Song Tian and Song Yuan respectively.

Song Tian was a little unhappy and muttered, "He has already eaten two."

Li glared at him, and Song Tian sighed unhappily, taking the bun and started eating.

Mrs. Li took out another bun, cut it in half, and handed one half to Xiaoxiang: "Grandma Li didn't bring enough money today, so I can only buy four buns. I'll have to let you eat half."

"Grandma Li, I'm not hungry. You and Daya can eat." Xiaoxiang quickly declined.

"Your elders give it to you, so take it." Li said in a serious tone, and then said lovingly, "Take it. After a whole morning of market, the iron man must be hungry."

Xiaoxiang had no choice but to take it: "Thank you, Grandma Li."

Finally, Li gave the remaining half to Daya: "You are the elder sister, you should be more sensible. It is not easy for our family to make money. You can eat half to taste it, and keep the rest for your second uncle."

As she spoke, she wrapped the remaining bun and put it in the backpack.

Daya glanced at the buns in Li's backpack, then looked at the scorching sun above her head.

Yes, it’s noon, even the Iron Man should be hungry.

She exhaled slowly and reluctantly handed back the half bun in her hand: "Grandma, you eat it. I, your younger brother shared some with you before, and I'm not that hungry now."

Li looked at her, seemingly unconvinced.

Daya smiled and said, "How big can my stomach be? How can I eat two at once?"

Although Song Yuan didn't understand, he still agreed with her subconsciously, nodding frantically while busy eating the buns: "Yeah."

Li nodded, took the bun and started eating.

Song Tian suddenly looked at Song Yuan: "Can't you finish this? Give it to me!"

"Don't even think about it!" Song Yuan took a big bite and hid behind Daya.

"You can't finish it, so don't waste it."

The group ate buns and walked towards the city gate. During the walk, Song Tian and Song Yuan ran around Li and Daya, arguing with each other.

When I was almost at the city gate, I suddenly heard a noise behind me, as if someone was chasing me.

Li was experienced and hurriedly pulled Song Yuan and Song Tian, and asked Daya and Xiaoxiang to retreat to the side of the road.

Daya stood behind a small stall selling groceries, stretched her neck to look, and saw a woman in coarse linen clothes with disheveled hair running in front, followed by several sturdy men with wooden sticks chasing her.

The woman was already running unsteadily, and as she heard the noise behind her getting closer and closer, she became more and more anxious. She tripped over a piece of gravel and fell to the ground with a thud. Her exposed arm was covered with bruises and purple spots.

The big men who were chasing them arrived. The leader grabbed the woman's hair, forced her to look up, and slapped her several times, "Little girl, I told you to run! I told you to run!"

After seeing the woman clearly, Daya couldn't help but exclaimed: "Sister Xiaohua!"

Xiaohua was originally drowsy, and the heavy slaps did not wake her up. When she suddenly heard the familiar voice, her inner desire to survive surged out again, and she forced herself to open her eyes and look over.

Her gaze moved from Daya to Li. She didn't know where she got the strength from, but she let out a roar, broke free from the big man's grip, and crawled towards Li.

"Grandma Li, save me, I don't want to go to the brothel, I want to go home, please save me!"

The big men did not stop her. They stood with their arms folded, sneering, and allowed Xiaohua to crawl to Li's feet little by little and grab her ankles.

Xiaohua begged desperately. Daya saw that her other arm was also covered with bruises. She squatted down to support Xiaohua. As soon as she put her hand on her back, she immediately felt Xiaohua trembling.

She was stunned for a moment, then looked up and said to Li anxiously, "Grandma, Sister Xiaohua seems to be covered in wounds. We need to take her to see a doctor."

Xiaohua saw hope and looked up at Li, pleading sadly, "Grandma Li."

Li was silent.

After a while, she sighed quietly: "Xiaohua, your affairs are up to your parents. I, an outsider, cannot make the decision."

The big man at the back snorted, "Old woman, you are quite sensible."

Li's face flashed with anger, but she didn't dare to say anything. She went to pull Daya, "Let's go."

Daya exerted a little force to resist her pulling, unwilling to get up: "But Sister Xiaohua..."

Li raised her hand and slapped her hard on the back, causing her to stagger and fall to the ground.

"What do you mean by Little Sister Hua or Big Sister Hua? You're flirting with a prostitute. Do you care about your reputation?"

Daya was beaten so hard that she was a little dazed. Before she could react, Li grabbed her and dragged her away.

After taking a few steps, Li saw Song Tian and his men still standing there in a daze, so she shouted, "What are you guys still standing there for? Get out of here!"

Song Tian and his companions woke up as if from a dream, and trotted to catch up with Li, fearful and timid.

Daya finally came to her senses and turned her head to look. She saw Xiaohua supporting herself on the ground with her hands, trying to raise her head. Her cheeks were swollen with clear finger marks, and her tearful eyes were full of despair.

The leading Han Dynasty clasped his fists at the crowd of onlookers and said, "Let everyone know that we are not forcibly seizing this girl. She was sold to our building by her own mother."

"No wonder the old woman said she had to find her parents. Outsiders really can't make the decision on this matter."

"What kind of mother is this? How can she sell her daughter into the fire pit?"

"Girl, it's just your bad luck that you have such a mother..."

One figure after another blocked Wang Xiaohua's figure, and their voices echoed in Daya's mind. Can she only blame her bad fate?

After leaving the city, Li scolded Daya again: "You stupid girl, you dare to get involved with anyone. If your reputation is ruined and you can't get married, you will know how powerful it is."

Daya didn't dare to say anything. Xiaohua's desperate tears kept flashing through her mind, and the words of passers-by echoed in her mind for a long time.

After more than half an hour, Second Uncle Song finally drove out with the ox cart. Li loaded the things onto the ox cart and handed the remaining bun to Second Uncle Song: "Eat a bun first."

"Mom, have you eaten?"

"Eat it all. This is for you."

As she was talking, she caught a glimpse of Song Tian and Song Yuan looking at the buns in Uncle Song's hand. Li reached out and straightened their heads: "You two, stop staring at me. You're not satisfied with eating a whole bun each!"

Song Tianxia subconsciously retorted: "I have more than one little brother. He ate three."

"If you have the ability, go pick up the money and eat as much as you want."

Normally, Uncle Song would share some with his two sons, but today he was too hungry and there were many children in the car, so one bun was not enough.

He simply ate the buns in a few bites and drove the ox cart on the road. He caught a glimpse of the silent Daya from the corner of his eye and asked, "What's wrong with Daya today?"

“We met Xiaohua, who ran out of the brothel and fell at our feet, wanting us to take her back.

Both of their hands are covered with wounds, and there is probably not a single piece of good skin on their body." Speaking of the latter part, Li couldn't help but sigh, "The Wang family couple are not human beings."