The young couple from the farm fights back

"Do you remember where your home is?"

The kid pursed his lips and shook his head timidly.

Jiang Li's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at Zhou Chunfeng blankly.

Zhou Chunfeng felt amused.

Well! My wife has picked up a little trouble that she can't get rid of.

Zhou Chunfeng pressed the corners of his mouth and glanced at Jiang Li with a smile, but Jiang Li was so depressed that he held his neck tightly, not knowing what to say.

He looked at the kid on the kang bed and asked, "Do you still remember your name?"

The kid lowered his eyes and didn't dare look directly at Zhou Chunfeng. He pursed his lips and shook his head again.

Zhou Chunfeng and Jiang Li saw through the child's tricks at a glance. Jiang Li secretly gave Zhou Chunfeng a look, then suddenly stood up from the kang.

"It seems that I have saved a dishonest man today. Head of the family, while it's still early, take him back to the mountain so that we don't have to worry about other people's troubles and don't bring disaster to our family."

Jiang Li's voice was cold, firm, and unquestionable. The boy was so frightened that he raised his pale face in panic, clutched the quilt tightly around him, and shook his head helplessly.

Not to mention that the boy was frightened, Heng Ge'er was also frightened by his mother's sudden anger. He secretly swallowed his saliva and silently looked at the little brother on the bed.

Zhou Chunfeng cooperated very well and stood up from the chair, pretending to lift up his sleeves: "Okay, my lady."

As the boy watched Zhou Chunfeng approach, tears began to roll down his cheeks uncontrollably. He pursed his lips and trembled all over: "I,—"

Can he tell? He doesn't know.

His mother didn't let him say it, but if he didn't, he would be thrown back to the mountain.

Suddenly, the boy endured the pain in his body, jumped up from the bed, knelt in front of the two men and kowtowed.

"Please, don't drive me away, please, let me live--"

He wants to live, and his mother wants him to live well.

Thinking of the scene of his mother's death, the boy's heart ached and his tears wet the quilt.

Seeing this, Jiang Li frowned more helplessly, and Zhou Chunfeng raised his eyebrows silently.

Zhou Chunfeng said, "If you are an honest man, we can still give you a chance to live. But we can't risk the lives of our entire family just to save you."

Hearing this, the boy quickly raised his hand to wipe away his tears, nodded repeatedly, and said with a choked voice: "I, I'll tell you."

Only by telling him can he stay and survive.

"So many people want to kill me and my mother. I'm afraid. My mother is dead~"

Hearing this, Jiang Li asked again: "Where is your father? Do you know where your father is?"

The boy shook his head and wiped away his tears: "Brother Que hasn't seen his father for a long time. They said that his father is dead~, wuwuwu~~."

As the boy spoke, he kowtowed to Jiang Li and Zhou Chunfeng again. Although his forehead was resting on the soft quilt, he was injured after all. How could they let him suffer like this?

"Please, don't chase Brother Que away~, please~"

Zhou Chunfeng was also helpless. Seeing that the child was only six years old at most, he had just experienced such a bloody and terrifying assassination. It was really not easy for him to survive.

Jiang Li felt a moment of ruthlessness, but it quickly faded. The child was injured, and if he was left alone, even if he survived, his life would be ruined.

She reached out and helped the boy stand up, then let him lie back on the kang and covered him with the quilt: "Stop knocking your head, lie still and don't move."

The boy raised his hand to wipe away his tears, biting his lips tightly to prevent himself from crying. Tears kept sliding from the corners of his eyes to the pillow. He looked at Jiang Li longingly, raised his hands and grabbed Jiang Li's wrists.

"Aunt, Brother Que, be obedient~"

When the child called out "Auntie", Jiang Li's heart tightened.

Zhou Chunfeng saw the reluctance in Jiang Li's eyes and sighed slowly, "Otherwise, let's keep him here first and make plans after his injuries heal."

Jiang Li knew that Zhou Chunfeng was trying to give her a way out. Now their eldest family was just able to gain a foothold in the village. Without any wings, how could they resist the external disaster that might come at any time?

Jiang Li nodded, took a breath and said, "I'll go to the kitchen and get the medicine."

"it is good."

The boy looked at Jiang Li's back as he turned and left, his tearful eyes timidly looking at Zhou Chunfeng, and weakly called out: "Uncle~"

"——Ha!" Zhou Chunfeng sneered, he was a boy who knew how to please others and gain sympathy.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and he sat back on the chair. His indifferent face faintly exuded the seriousness of a child's fear: "If I tell you to raise it, then raise it."

"Yeah." Hearing Zhou Chunfeng's words, the boy nodded again.

His heart was relieved a little, but he still looked at Zhou Chunfeng and his younger brother who looked younger than him anxiously.

Hengge blinked and thought, my little brother is so pitiful, his father and mother are both dead.

After a while, Jiang Li brought a wooden tray from the kitchen. On the tray were a bowl of steaming medicine soup and a bowl of millet porridge with red dates.

Zhou Chunfeng stood up to help take the tray. Jiang Li picked up the clothes beside the kang and gestured to Que Ge'er on the bed.

"Get up, put on your clothes, eat something to fill your stomach, and then take the medicine."

Que Ge'er was so moved that his throat choked with sobs. He raised his hand to wipe away his tears and nodded in response.

After losing his loved ones and feeling lost and helpless, a trace of warmth passed through Que Ge'er's uneasy heart.

Zhou Chunfeng brought a small table from the next room and placed the tray on it.

When Jiang Li was dressing the child, she noticed that the boy was very patient. He didn't even cry out in pain despite having so many wounds on his body.

"Eat something."

"Yeah." Que Ge'er sat down obediently and wolfed down the bowl of millet porridge. Without waiting for Jiang Li to say anything, he picked up the bowl of medicine and blew away the hot steam in the bowl, then drank the medicine in a few gulps.

After the child lay down and fell asleep again, Jiang Li and Zhou Chunfeng brought Heng Ge out of the west room.

main room.

Zhou Chunfeng brewed a bowl of hot tea for himself and Jiang Li, looked at the cold wind and snow outside the corridor, raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at the woman beside him.

"Don't worry too much about the child. At worst, he can just stay at home."

Jiang Li took a sip of hot tea, put down the tea bowl and looked at him: "Aren't you afraid that I will cause trouble for you in the future?"

Zhou Chunfeng smiled and reached out to hold Jiang Li's hand. "You're overthinking it. The child looks no more than five or six years old. How much can he know? Keep him and observe him for a while. If he has good character, I'll give him a new name."

Jiang Li nodded and agreed: "Okay."

Seeing that she was still worried, Zhou Chunfeng jokingly said, "They often say that wolves are intelligent and know how to repay a favor. The person you found, little thing, might be a good person."

Jiang Li really didn't want to spit in his face. A child without parents, how good could he be? Adopting the child would increase the family's expenses in the future, and she hoped he would be sensible. As for the gold hairpin that the child's mother had given her before her death, Jiang Li had never considered keeping it from the beginning. After all, it was the only relic left by the mother, and in the future, it would also be the child's only wish.

"You can still take a joke. Like you said, let's keep him for observation. Before we decide to keep him, don't let the villagers see him. This will save us from trouble in the future."

The winter wind was cold and the villagers seldom went out unless there was something to do. Fortunately, when Jiang Li brought the child back in the morning, she was not seen by the villagers.

"it is good."