After crossing over: kidnapping a female hunter to be the stepfather of the three cubs

Zhao Pan lay in Zhao Huanxi's arms and sobbed for a while, while the second and third children went to the side to wash up. It was getting late, and Zhao Huanxi wanted to go to bed early. He had to go to town to get clothes tomorrow and buy some other daily necessities.

Zhao Huanxi tossed and turned in bed, but she couldn't move too much for fear of waking up the children. When she beat up Mrs. Zhang today, there was a small detail from the village chief that Zhao Huanxi did not miss.

Why was the village chief so furious about Lanhua's mistreatment? It seems the village chief has no blood relationship with Lanhua, and he doesn't seem to look down on girls. That's quite rare.

Early the next morning, Zhao Huanxi got up from bed early, washed up quickly, and ran to the ox cart at the entrance of the village. There were already one or two people waiting there. Seeing Zhao Huanxi running over in a hurry, the two people began to whisper.

Zhao Huanxi didn't care what the two women said. She got on the bus, found a seat near the inside and began to doze off. She was so sleepy that she didn't even use the donkeys in the production team like this.

The sun was already high in the sky when the ox cart swayed to the town. Zhao Huanxi took the receipt to pick up the clothes and paid the remaining copper coins.

She went to Liuchen Shop and bought ten pounds of flour; she wanted to eat white bread. She went to the place where she bought pork last time and bought a few pounds of pork. After thinking about it, she went to the pot shop and bought a small iron pot and a clay pot for making porridge. The backpack was no longer able to fit everything.

Zhao Huanxi counted the money and was shocked. He was almost out of money.

This iron pot is quite expensive, costing him almost one or two taels of silver for one. Moreover, Zhao Huanxi saw that the price of grain in Liuchenpu had risen a lot again. He wondered why. The price had not soared so much in the past two years. Is there going to be a war? If there is any disturbance, this kind of grain shop will be the first to know.

Zhao Huanxi was wondering whether he should stock up some food, but if his house attracted too much attention, it would attract attention and make it more likely to be targeted by thieves. But if he didn't stock up, what would happen to him and his mother if there was a war or a natural disaster?

Moreover, storing food requires a lot of silver. Even if Zhao Huanxi takes out all his money now, he can't buy food for several months.

Damn it, I still have to make money. I have to go into the mountains tomorrow. It’s better to be eaten by wild beasts than by humans.

As he was thinking and walking, Zhao Huanxi saw a vendor selling silk flowers not far away. They were five cents each and looked very pretty. Zhao Huanxi waved his hand and took out 60 cents to buy 12, two of each color, to take home and coax the little girl.

When Zhao Huanxi thought of the children at home, the sorrow in his heart gradually dissipated.

When the vendor saw the young wife buying so much, he almost smiled to his eyes.

"Zhao girl, why are you in town?"

Just as Zhao Huanxi put the silk flower into his pocket, a woman patted him on the shoulder. When he turned around, he saw that it was the village chief's wife, Da Sun.

"Auntie, I'm here to buy a pot. By the way, how is Brother Xu? Which clinic is he in? I want to go see him."

Zhao Huanxi carried the backpack on his back and held Da Sun's hand, appearing quite intimate.

Da Sun also looked at Zhao Huanxi and smiled at her, saying, "Zhao'er is fine. He's much better today. When Zhao'er can return to the village in a few days, I will definitely bring him to thank you."

Zhao Huanxi suddenly remembered what she hadn't bought yet: quilts and bedding...

Thinking of this, he said to the village chief's wife, "Auntie, as long as Brother Xu is fine, I won't say thank you anymore. I also want to thank the village chief for upholding justice for me yesterday."

The village chief had gone home last night and had not come back to town since then, so his wife naturally had no idea what had happened in the village. She could only ask him roughly what had happened.

After a few pleasantries and a chat about yesterday's events, Zhao Huanxi walked towards the cotton shop, carrying his basket on his back. It was the same shopkeeper from last time, and seeing that Zhao Huanxi had just bought cotton two days earlier, he warmly welcomed him in.

"Shopkeeper, I want the same quilt I had last time. Can you find someone to deliver it to the place outside the city where the ox carts are kept?"

Zhao Huanxi’s backpack was full and he couldn’t carry it anymore.

The shopkeeper immediately called out a busy worker and told him where to deliver the quilt. Zhao Huanxi readily paid the money and took the worker out of the city. He also bought several large meat buns.

When Zhao Huanxi arrived at the ox cart, the others had not returned yet. He put his things away, thanked the worker, and then found a place to eat meat buns.

Zhao Huanxi's calves were numb from walking all day. After the two men came back, Uncle Lu Gen drove the ox cart back home under the scorching sun.

When they arrived at the village entrance, Zhao Huanxi was almost too sleepy to walk, and he didn't know what the children had eaten at home during the day.

Zhao Huanxi gave Uncle Lu Gen an extra penny and asked him to take him home. There were so many things that it was difficult for him to carry them all by himself.

From a distance, I saw a puff of green smoke rising from my house. It seemed that the maids were preparing to cook.

After unloading the things and paying the fare, the people inside noticed the commotion outside. Xiao Nian was the first to run over with her short legs and hug Zhao Huanxi's thighs.

"Mom, you're back. Xiao Nian missed you so much." Xiao Yin and Xiao Pan came out from behind.

"Hey, run slower, don't fall." Before Zhao Huanxi could finish his words, Xiao Nian had already run in front of him.

Zhao Pan looked at the bags in the yard and knew that his mother had been busy all day. He walked over and wanted to wipe Zhao Huanxi's sweat with his sleeve. Zhao Huanxi understood immediately and half squatted down to enjoy this warm mother-daughter time.

After a short rest, I sorted the things, changed the bed, and went into the kitchen with the iron pot. Now I could cook without interfering with each other, which was very comfortable.

Call a few maids over and take out new clothes for the girls to try on.

"Mom, this dress is so beautiful. Will I...get it dirty?"

Zhao Pan put it on carefully and turned around twice, the joy on his face was beyond words.

"Oh, my eldest daughter is really pretty. Look, isn't your sister pretty?"

He pulled Zhao Pan over to take a closer look and joked to the second and third brothers.

"Big sister is beautiful~"

"Big sister is so beautiful."

The second and third children looked at their eldest sister who had changed her clothes. The eldest sister was going to be 11 years old at the end of the year. Now the eldest sister seemed to have some fleshier flesh than a few days ago and no longer looked skinny.

"Really? I feel really comfortable wearing this dress."

Zhao Pan's face turned slightly red, and her little hands gently stroked the fabric of the clothes.

Zhao Huanxi nodded, very satisfied. He had to admit, this tailor shop was quite skilled; the clothes they made were incredibly accurate. It was just that the third child, Xiaonian, was a little taller, but children grow fast, so he'd probably need to buy new clothes soon.

Zhao Pan's skin was naturally fair. Even though she was always out foraging for wild vegetables, she was surprisingly the fairest of the three children. Furthermore, she was the eldest and gentlest. Paired with a pale pink dress featuring small peonies and silken butterflies, Zhao Pan looked incredibly girlish and charming, with a touch of gentleness. Hmm. No wonder they say, "clothes make the man."

The second and third sisters also slowly changed their clothes. The clothes of the three were the same color, so it was obvious that they were sisters. They all tied their clothes into simple girl's buns, and matched them with the silk flowers that Zhao Huanxi took out, two for each person.

When the little girls saw that there were hairpins, they were so happy that they almost jumped up. They hugged Zhao Huanxi and called her mother, and they surrounded Zhao Huanxi so much that she almost couldn't breathe.

But seeing the girls' happy expressions, Zhao Huanxi felt his money was well spent. "Money can't buy my happiness," Zhao Huanxi always said.

She then took out two sets of her own pale blue silk-wrapped dresses with embossed willow leaf patterns. She hadn't tried them on in the shop, so now she had time to try them on and feel them. These expensive pieces are different; neither too big nor too small, just the right size. When she has more money, she'll make some silk dresses like in the TV shows. But then she'll have to go into the mountains.

After divorcing Lu Feng, even though the house and land nominally belonged to him, the house was a drafty thatched hut. When autumn came, it was like the saying, "The wind howled fiercely in August, blowing away the three layers of thatch on my roof."

As for the land, there was only a vegetable patch in the backyard, which only covered three mu. Originally, there were three mu of thin land, but the title deed had long been taken away by Lu Feng in exchange for silver. The old couple only found out when they separated that day that they had also taken it away. Alas, there really was no other way out for me except to go into the mountains.