How can someone travel through time and space and become a beggar?

Xia Chu suddenly woke up. Dong Xiaohuan got up from the ground, pointed outside and shouted, "Quick, Xiaochu! Quick! Catch up!"

Without asking, Xia Chu ran out. She saw Jia Qingwu stumbling out, calling out to Xia Xia as she ran. "Mom! I'm here! Mom!"

Jia Qingwu seemed oblivious to what was happening, and was stopped by Cuihua and Cuiya who had come rushing over. "Madam, Miss Xia is behind us! Look! Look back..."

Xia Chu came in front of Jia Qingwu and asked her to look at her face, "Mom, look at me."

Jia Qingwu's eyes were unfocused, filled with confusion and madness, which was frightening to watch. "Let me go, I want to go find Xia Xia." She waved her hands, leaving a glaring red mark on Xia Chu's neck.

Xia Chu took a breath of cold air, not even bothering to touch her neck, and directly hugged Jia Qingwu, "Mom! Wake up! Look at me!"

Dong Xiaohuan watched nervously from the side. Jia Qingwu's arms were held and she couldn't break free. She raised her head and cried desperately.

This requires a sedative. It wasn't like this yesterday.

Xia Chu felt a little helpless, but luckily Jia Qingwu was light enough, so she carried her on her shoulders and carried her back to the room.

Cuihua and Cuiya widened their eyes and covered their mouths as they looked at each other.

This...cousin girl is really not an ordinary person. She just carried the lady away like that? ?

Jia Qingwu was weak and exhausted after her tantrum. She was put to bed, panting and trying to get up, but she couldn't move.

"Mom, Xia Xia is here, look at me." Xia Chu turned her face and stared into her eyes. "Look at me."

Jia Qingwu's scattered gaze converged on her face. After a moment, she reached out her hand, tears sliding down her cheeks. "Xia Xia, is Mom sick again?"

"It's okay, it will be fine." Xia Chu breathed a sigh of relief, but she was wondering why she got sick again during her sleep. This was too frequent.

Dong Xiaohuan stood at the door for a while, sighing silently. It seemed that Xiaochu couldn't go back for the time being, so how could she let him go?

Jia Qingwu fell asleep soon after, accompanied by Xia Chu. Xia Chu sat on the footrest and looked back at Dong Xiaohuan. Seeing her waving at her, she tiptoed out. "Mom?"

"Xiaochu, I'm going back first. You stay with her," Dong Xiaohuan felt very sympathetic towards Jia Qingwu. How could the daughter of a wealthy family become like this? Damn kidnapper, people who kidnap other people's children in this world really deserve to die. She smoothed Xia Chu's hair that had been messed up just now, and looked at her neck again. There was no bleeding, but there was a swollen line that looked very conspicuous. "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt too much. Is there any bleeding?" Xia Chu touched it and twitched his brows in pain. "It hurts a little bit."

"She's pitiful, and so are you. A good mother and daughter were separated. She's become like this again. Don't blame her for what happened back then. Just stay with her."

"Yeah." Xia Chu hugged Dong Xiaohuan, "Mom, I can't accompany you for the time being."

"It's okay. She's your biological mother after all. She's suffered so much over the years, so it's only right that we help her. She carried you for ten months, gave birth to you with one foot halfway into hell, and doted on you for all those years." Dong Xiaohuan said regretfully, "If it weren't for that damn kidnapper, our Xiaochu would have grown up without worries about food and clothing."

If it weren't for that damned human trafficker, the original owner might not have died. It's a shame, this young lady, who should have been wealthy, ended up dying of illness in a beggar's shack. Still, this incident is a bit strange. If it was a human trafficker, how did the girl escape? It's likely no one knows, as she has no memory of that time, and the original owner's soul is nowhere to be found.

"Okay, I'll go ask Qiu Yu if he's coming back." Dong Xiaohuan patted Xia Chu and walked to her son's room to find him reading a book seriously. But when he saw her, he hid the book in a panic, and it was obvious that he had done something bad. Dong Xiaohuan narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hand, "Take it out."

Wang Qiuyu reluctantly handed the book over. Fortunately, Dong Xiaohuan didn't recognize many words. Seeing that it was indeed a book, he asked in confusion, "Just read it. What are you hiding? Could it be that?"

"Mom! Why didn't my second brother come?" Wang Qiuyu snatched the book and abruptly changed the subject.

"What kind of book is this?" Dong Xiaohuan wanted to ask Xia Chu to take a look, but then she thought about it and gave up because she was afraid of waking Jia Qingwu. "Your second brother didn't come out, so what book are you reading?"

"It's just a book, what else could it be? I want to practice calligraphy, mom, you go out first." Wang Qiuyu pretended to spread out paper and pen and began to grind ink.

Dong Xiaohuan looked him up and down, feeling that he wasn't telling the truth. But she had something else to do today, and since she was at someone else's house, it was hard to teach him a lesson. "I'm going back. Will you come with me?"

Wang Qiuyu was so happy reading a storybook for the first time that he couldn't bear to leave. He wanted to finish this one and then go find Brother Ting to exchange it. "I'm here with my sister, mother, you can go now."

"Okay, then you better behave yourself and don't cause trouble for your sister." Dong Xiaohuan warned him.

"I know, I know." Wang Qiuyu waved his hand.

Dong Xiaohuan followed Cuihua to the front hall and learned that Wang Yong had drunk some wine at noon and was resting in the guest room. She was immediately annoyed. How could he be so rude in someone else's home, and it was his first visit? When she got there, he was snoring so loudly that she could hear him even outside the door.

She raised her hand to slap him awake, but stopped short just as she was about to drop it. Wang Yong didn't usually snore unless he was tired. Let him sleep for a while; he'd already lost face. Dong Xiaohuan reached out and pulled the quilt over his stomach, then sat aside and waited.

She couldn't forget Jia Qingwu's recent attack. She couldn't bear to leave Xia Chu. Her mother always said Xia Chu was their family's lucky star, their little fortune star. Not only had she opened a shop and made money, but Dong Xiaohuan was also pregnant. Every time she saw Xia Chu, she would hug her, saying that the child looked blessed, with big earlobes and a flat forehead. The Wang and Dong families were both incredibly lucky to have such a child, so she told her that she must not mistreat this lucky star, or else the family would suffer misfortune.

There was no need to explain this. This child had been lovable since childhood. He never got into trouble, was well-behaved and sensible. It was a pity that he wasn't her biological child. He was a blessing she had picked up, and now it was time to return him.

"You mean the lady is back from the temple? She's at the Jia family?" Sun Wujiu had just returned home when the housekeeper told him the news. He frowned and said, "She didn't even go home after returning! I don't think she cares about this family at all! How can a married woman live in a temple all day? It's ridiculous!"

Housekeeper Sun hesitated, not daring to speak. He thought to himself, "The Madam is mad, how can there be so much reasoning?" "When she went berserk, didn't you ask your brother-in-law to come and take her back?" But he didn't dare say it out loud. Although the master is gentle and polite, and always appears pleasant to everyone outside, he's not like that at home. He loses his temper and curses at people at the slightest provocation. Before, when the Madam was around, people would coax her and talk her down, but now these two only add fuel to the fire.

The servants all missed the Madam and sympathized with her childlessness. But no one understood. Wouldn't it be enough to have another? The Madam was so young, she could easily have three or four. She was driving herself crazy. Why did she do this?