Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

Then, she told Shi Liu to keep watch outside the door, "Shi Liu, watch outside the door and don't let anyone in." Shi Liu nodded solemnly and stood guard outside the door.

Seeing that everything was arranged properly, Xiuying carefully took out ibuprofen from the space, gently helped Zhou Xiaoxiong up, and fed the medicine into his mouth.

Her movements were gentle and focused, and she whispered, "Little Bear, you'll be fine after taking the medicine. Don't be afraid."

Xiuying truly despised Zhou Dazhu's family. Zhou Dazhu and Hongmei were full of evil intentions, constantly doing things that were unpleasant to others. Thinking of their actions, Xiuying couldn't help but frown, her face filled with disdain.

However, looking at Zhou Xiaoxiong, he had changed many of his bad habits after going through some things and had become much more sensible. Her expression softened a little.

This child might still be saved. If he wasn't influenced by his parents, he might have a bright future. Xiuying sighed as she looked at Zhou Xiaoxiong lying on the bed.

In the yard, Yang's father learned that the person he brought back was the son of Zhou Dazhu who had kidnapped Xiao Laoliu last time. His face instantly became gloomy, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes were full of anger and disbelief.

"What? It's his child!"

Father Yang was so angry that he clenched his fists, his chest heaving violently. "This Zhou Dazhu is always up to no good. I never thought I could save his son!"

He paced back and forth, muttering to himself, "What a sin! Why did I bring this brat back?"

But thinking of the unconscious Zhou Xiaoxiong, Yang's father softened his heart and sighed helplessly: "Forget it, the child is innocent after all."

Elsewhere, Yang's mother had already walked into the house with a basin of water. Her steps were hurried, her face filled with anxiety and concern. The basin in her hand swayed slightly from her haste, and some water splashed out.

As soon as Yang's mother entered the room, she gently placed the basin of water on the stool beside the bed and wrung out a towel. Her movements were gentle and practiced, and she looked at Zhou Xiaoxiong intently, muttering softly, "My child, get well soon. This is such a sin."

She gently wiped Zhou Xiaoxiong's forehead with a wet towel, her face full of heartache, and she was very careful, as if Zhou Xiaoxiong was her own grandson.

While taking good care of Zhou Xiaoxiong, Mother Yang turned her head to look at Xiuying, her eyes full of pity, and said, "Xiuying, go and have a rest. Leave this to me." Mother Yang's voice was gentle and loving, full of concern.

Xiuying shook her head and said, "Mom, I'm not tired. I'll stay here with you." Xiuying's face was tired, but her eyes were firm.

Mother Yang gently took Xiuying's hand, patted it, and said, "Silly child, you are exhausted today. Go and have a rest. Mother can do it." There was a persistence in Mother Yang's eyes that could not be refused.

Xiuying looked at Yang's mother's determination and knew that she couldn't persuade her, so she said, "Then mom, don't work too hard. Call me if you need anything." Xiuying nodded helplessly, her eyes full of gratitude and reluctance.

Xiuying came out of the house and saw Afan in the yard. She quickly called him: "Afan, go find some clean clothes for Zhou Xiaoxiong. His clothes are covered with mud." Xiuying's voice was a little anxious, and she pointed inside the house.

After hearing this, Afan immediately put down the broom in his hand and nodded obediently: "Okay, Aunt Xiuying, I'll go find it right away." After that, he ran to his room to get clothes. His aunt made several sets of clothes for him, and he was reluctant to give one to Zhou Xiaoxiong.

Xiuying thought for a while and added, "When Xiaoxiong wakes up, boil some hot water for him to take a bath and make him feel comfortable." Xiuying frowned slightly, her eyes full of concern for Zhou Xiaoxiong.

Afan responded crisply, "I know, Aunt Xiuying, I will see to it." He turned back and answered while running, and soon disappeared in the yard.

Xiuying stood in the yard, a wave of emotion welling up in her heart. She remembered how, before Hongmei fell ill, Zhou Xiaoxiong wore clean clothes every day. But now, the child's clothes were not only torn but also filthy. Her brows furrowed slightly, a hint of pity in her eyes.

These days were really hard. Zhou Dazhu didn't know how he was taking care of the children. Xiuying sighed softly.

This child is really pitiful, he has experienced all this at such a young age. I hope I can help him get through this difficult time.

Xiuying looked towards the direction where Zhou Xiaoxiong was sleeping in the guest room, and secretly hoped in her heart that the bad bamboo of the Zhou family could produce a good bamboo shoot like Zhou Xiaoxiong.

Zhou Dazhu and Hongmei's daily behavior was truly disappointing, but Zhou Xiaoxiong seemed quite promising. Thinking of this, Xiuying couldn't help but shake her head slightly, feeling sorry for Zhou Xiaoxiong growing up in such a family environment.

I hope this child can get rid of the bad influence of the Zhou family and grow up to be an upright, kind and promising person. Xiuying clasped her hands together and prayed silently in her heart, hoping that fate would be more kind to Zhou Xiaoxiong.

At dinner time, the kitchen was filled with fragrant aromas. Taohua and Shiliu were busy preparing a sumptuous dinner.

On the dining table sat a large pot of mung bean soup. The beans had been simmered until soft, and the broth was a vibrant green, refreshing, and refreshing aroma. The mung beans tumbled in the soup, emitting a delicate fragrance.

On the side was a dish of evenly chopped radish, tossed with vinegar and minced garlic. It was refreshing and delicious. The white shredded radish was dotted with emerald green chopped green onions, creating an alluring color.

There is also stir-fried pork with green peppers, the spicy taste of the green peppers and the tenderness of the pork are perfectly blended, making people salivate. The pork sizzles in the pan and the aroma of the green peppers fills the air.

A pot of golden corn cakes exudes a sweet aroma, and the surface of the corn cakes is slightly browned, exuding an attractive luster.

The stir-fried vegetables were also green and fresh. After being stir-fried in the pan, the vegetables still retained their crisp and tender texture.

This table of simple yet home-style meals makes people's appetite increase just by looking at it.

Looking at the sumptuous dinner on the table, Yang's mother couldn't help but frown, not knowing what to say to her daughter.

Her eyes were filled with helplessness and heartache, and she sighed softly: "Xiuying, everything is expensive now, we can't be so extravagant."

As Yang's mother spoke, she pointed at the food on the table.

Mother Yang's face was filled with worry as she continued, "Even though we need to eat well, we also need to be frugal. We still have a long way to go."

She picked up the chopsticks, then gently put them down, looking at Xiuying earnestly: "Xiuying, Mom knows you are filial and want everyone to eat well, but you also have to plan for the future."