The young couple from the farm fights back

Zhou Chunfeng was at the dinner table, listening to Jiang Li talking about what happened on the mountain. He silently turned his head to look at Aowu who was gnawing on a big bone at his feet.

The bones were left over from last night's dinner. If I had known, I wouldn't have given it to it. Where did this little wolf cub come from? It always brings trouble to the house.

"He doesn't look like someone from our Yanzhou Prefecture. The material of his clothes is the finest silk. I guess he was chased on the road. I wonder if he can remember where his home is."

Yes, Jiang Li and Zhou Chunfeng both concluded that it was a vendetta.

If he had encountered ordinary robbers who were after money, why would he hide in the deep mountains and forests? How could he explain the sword and knife scars all over his body?

Zhou Chunfeng drank the last mouthful of soup in his bowl and put down his chopsticks: "Since I've brought him back, I'll send him away when he remembers."

"it is good."

Jiang Li just responded when Zhou Chunfeng raised his foot and gently kicked the little thing to the side.

Ao Wu was chewing the bone with great interest. He whimpered twice, and Baba wagged his tail and took the bone away when Zhou Chunfeng was not paying attention.

Jiang Li: ...

It's just a [string] that only knows how to read people's expressions!

At noon, Tiedan was anxiously waiting for Zhou Laosan to return from the clan school. Xiaolin came out of the house several times and saw Tiedan dragging his right leg and limping in the yard. She frowned curiously.

"Third brother, third brother, you are finally back."

As soon as Zhou Laosan entered the courtyard, he saw Tiedan rushing towards him with a sad face: "Third brother, you, the thing you said, I, I didn't encounter it."

Zhou Laosan couldn't help but frown when he heard this: "Did you go to the wrong place?"

Tiedan rubbed his hands confidently and nodded, "Third brother, could I have mistaken Tietoushan? I really didn't see the child you mentioned."

Zhou Laosan raised his eyebrows and quickly raised his hand to cover Tiedan's mouth. If the thing was done, it would be fine. If it wasn't done, he didn't want Tiedan to yell about it and let the villagers passing by hear it.

Xiao Lin was standing in front of the door holding her daughter. Xiyi heard a few words and seeing that the man of the house was so cautious, she tactfully carried the child into the house.

Zhou Laosan's face darkened as he walked towards the room where Tiedan was sleeping. Seeing this, Tiedan, full of doubts, quickly limped to follow.

The two of them entered the house one after another. Tiedan closed the door behind him, looking worried. He asked, "Third brother, did you miscalculate? I almost turned the entire Tietou Mountain upside down according to your instructions, but I didn't see any trace of the child on the mountain."

Zhou Laosan looked stern and couldn't help but ponder for a moment.

After his rebirth, Zhou Laosan pretended to be delirious and said that he was deeply enlightened by an immortal in his dream one night. After waking up, he had a basic understanding of the art of divination and prophecy, which he used to make money in the village.

He wasn't afraid of Dafang and Zhou Xingyue exposing his lies. After all, they were all reborn, and to everyone else, it was a sorcery, a monster. Unless Dafang and Zhou Xingyue had changed their minds, they would definitely drag Dafang and Zhou Xingyue down with them when the villagers exorcised him as an evil spirit.

Zhou Laosan remembered this day in his previous life, when Tiedan accidentally picked up a wounded child in the mountains, and sold him to a child in the town for the high price of five taels.

Therefore, in this life, Zhou Laosan deliberately asked Tiedan to owe him a big favor.

Unexpectedly, Tiedan returned empty-handed today. Something must have happened.

Zhou Laosan narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the anxious Tiedan. Soon, Zhou Laosan thought of the big house at the end of the village and Jiang Shi, who often went up the mountain to pick yams after his rebirth.

Could it be——?

If this is true, then it makes sense. Dafang also relied on her memories from her previous life to intercept the child before Tiedan.

When Zhou Laosan thought of this, he slowly suppressed the resentment in his chest and showed a calm and serious expression on his face.

"It seems that I made a mistake in my divination this time." Zhou Laosan patted Tiedan on the shoulder and said apologetically, "You know, we learned the divination technique from an immortal, so it's inevitable that we may make mistakes occasionally."

Tiedan couldn't help feeling disappointed when he heard this, but no matter what, Zhou Laosan had brought a lot of benefits to their family recently, and he couldn't be angry with Zhou Laosan for such a small matter.

"I'm really sorry that you made this trip in vain."

Seeing Zhou Laosan's sincere apology, Tiedan gradually felt better and quickly smiled, "Hey, it's just a small matter. I know what Third Brother is capable of. I hope Third Brother will have good things in the future. Just don't forget me, your younger brother."

"Of course." Zhou Laosan curled up the corners of his mouth, full of sincerity.

In fact, he cursed the eldest wife a hundred times in his heart and made a note of it in a small notebook.

Hello~

Jiang Li sneezed loudly. In the afternoon, while the child was asleep, she took out the leftover fabric from the cupboard and made a set of clothes for the child. Now she was very good at sewing, and it took her about an hour to make a set of clothes.

Jiang Li rubbed her nose, pouted in frustration, and wondered which bastard was teasing her behind her back.

In fact, Jiang Li didn't know about Tietou Mountain. She didn't remember it being recorded in the book, and even if it was, it was just mentioned briefly. She didn't care about these details.

Jiang Li put away the remaining needlework, and seeing Jing'er and An'er sleeping soundly, she took the newly made clothes and tiptoed out of the main room.

When she came to the west room, she saw Zhou Chunfeng teaching Heng Ge'er new characters at the table, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

"Mom~" Heng Ge'er called softly.

Jiang Li walked forward and stroked his brother's little head, then casually placed the clothes in her hand on the edge of the kang.

Zhou Chunfeng signaled Heng Ge'er to practice well, then sat down to the side and glanced at Jiang Li's newly finished clothes: "You got up this morning, why didn't you take a break in the afternoon?"

Jiang Li sat down on the edge of the kang, pulled the child's wrist out of the quilt, gently placed her fingertips on it, and whispered.

"It doesn't matter. If you sleep too much, you'll sleep late at night. It's better not to sleep at all."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chunfeng glanced at the child sleeping on the bed. Noticing that the child's eyebrows and eyelashes trembled slightly, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

The hidden danger finally woke up!

The child slowly opened his eyes, looking at the unfamiliar things before him, and fell into deep confusion. Until the moment he recognized Jiang Li, his uneasy heart was more or less comforted.

Heng Ge'er, who was writing at the table, happened to look up. The little guy had always been curious about who his mother brought back today.

Jiang Li put down the child's wrist and asked calmly, "Are you awake? Do you feel any discomfort?"

The boy stared at her blankly, seemingly not daring to speak. His eyes slowly turned around a few times, constantly looking at the surrounding environment.

When he saw Zhou Chunfeng, who was sitting at the table with a serious expression, he felt a little scared. But when his eyes met Heng'er, who was also looking at him, a hint of curiosity came over him.

He silently withdrew his gaze, looked at Jiang Li timidly, and opened his mouth to speak: "I, I——"

Hearing the child's hoarse voice, Jiang Li turned around and motioned Zhou Chunfeng to pour a bowl of warm water on the table.

Jiang Li took the water cup, half-lifted the child's neck, and brought the edge of the bowl to his mouth.

The kid's expression became increasingly complicated, with a mixture of gratitude and indifference, but his throat was indeed very thirsty, and he couldn't help but take a few sips of water.

His eyes were cautious and nervous. After all, he was only six years old, old enough to remember things. The scenes that happened in the past two days were deeply engraved in the child's mind and could not be erased.

"Brother Que, listen to your mother. No matter who asks, don't tell them you are your parents' child."

[My child, your mother is not capable of taking good care of you, so you must live well!]

[If your mother follows your father, you must live a good life, even if it means being an ordinary wild child.]