The fake daughter married into the mountains and had meat to eat every day during the famine

Song Mazi scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Mrs. Chen didn't know I had taken the two children to town. I was afraid she would blame me if she knew, so I didn't dare send anyone to the town to inform her. I thought she had already left when I arrived in the morning, and she hadn't returned when I went home in the evening. Since we wouldn't see each other, she wouldn't find out about it."

Song Yuntang frowned, "Now that Zhao He knows Fubao is still alive, if he follows the clues and finds Chen, I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble."

Song Mazi also frowned.

"Didn't he divorce Chen? Why is he still so entangled?"

"Brother Mazi, don't you know that there are some people in this world who are called scoundrels? Fubao is a boy after all. If it was a girl, the Zhao family wouldn't care so much." Song Yuntang thought for a moment and looked at Song Jinsheng not far away. "Second brother, please go to town again and take Sister Xier back while the tavern is not busy. I have something to ask her."

"it is good."

Although Song Jinsheng didn't know what Song Yuntang wanted to ask Chen Xier to do, since she said it, he just did it.

The mule cart was very fast, and in a quarter of an hour, Chen Xier returned to the farm.

She got off the mule cart in a hurry.

"Boss, do you have something to talk to me about?"

Song Yuntang called Song Mazi, and the three of them returned to the yard together.

As soon as Fubao saw Chen Xier, he rushed over happily.

Chen Xier hugged him in her arms and asked, "Fubao, have you been obedient today?"

Fubao nodded quickly.

"Fubao was so good today! Uncle Mazi even took me to town to buy some candy figurines." The little one said, his face suddenly twisted. "On the way back, we met Daddy. Daddy wanted to take Fubao away, but Uncle Mazi refused and started fighting with Daddy. So Fubao and Brother Xiaobao went back to the village to call for help."

Although Song Mazi came with Song Yuntang, he kept following her with his head down. Chen Xier just thought that Song Yuntang had something urgent to talk to her about, and didn't pay attention to Song Mazi. Now she looked in his direction, and when she saw the wound on his face, her heart was suddenly touched.

"Did Zhao He inflict the wound on your face?"

Song Mazi didn't answer her question, but said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have taken Fubao to town on my own initiative, and I didn't expect to meet Fubao's father on the way back."

Chen Xier shook her head and said, "It's Fubao's birthday today. I've been saying I'd take him to town to play, but I've never been free. I'd really appreciate it if you could take Fubao to town to buy some candy figurines. As for meeting Zhao He, it's not your fault."

Hearing that Chen Xier didn't blame him, Song Mazi suddenly felt relieved.

"I'm just worried that Fubao's father might have some ideas."

"Before I was divorced and left, he had already fallen in love with a widow from the neighboring village. When I was at the Zhao family, he looked down on me and thought I was not eyes or nose. He disliked me for being skinny, poor, and not as considerate to him as that widow. Now I have been away from my husband's family for more than a month. He might have taken me back. He won't set his sights on Fubao, right?" Chen Xier said uncertainly.

Song Yuntang shook his head, "It's hard to say."

Chen Xier immediately became worried.

"Then what should I do? I don't know where to send Fubao except to leave him at the farm. I was divorced and my parents are unwilling to take us in, let alone send Fubao to them. Even if they are willing, I still don't feel at ease."

Fubao had managed to raise some meat on the farm during this period.

If she sent him to her mother's house, she had no assurance that her mother's family would treat her grandson well, and she would be thankful if they didn't abuse him.

"There are more people in the village, so it's definitely safer than your mother's home." Song Mazi said, "Well, after all, it was me who took the initiative to lead Fubao and the others to the town and ran into Zhao He. Starting tomorrow, I will pay more attention to Fubao."

"Will it delay your work?" Chen Xier said a little embarrassedly.

Song Mazi rubbed Fubao's round little head and said, "It's okay. When I'm free, I'll make some small toys for him to mix with. Then he won't run around."

He quite likes this kid Fubao, he is chubby and looks very cute.

Chen said hurriedly, "I really don't know how to thank you."

"Thanks are unnecessary." As if worried that Chen would feel bad, Song Mazi thought for a moment and tugged at a fist-sized hole in his sleeve. "I accidentally tore my clothes while fighting today. Could you please sew it up for me when you have time? My mother's eyesight is not good, especially at night. I don't dare to trouble her."

Chen nodded repeatedly.

"Of course, since my aunt's eyesight is not good, you can bring any needlework you have up to the farm in the future. I will mend it for you when I have time."

Song Mazi pointed outside the yard.

"Then I'll go get busy. I'll take off my clothes before I go home tonight."

Chen said quickly, "Okay, I won't delay your business."

Song Yuntang looked at Song Mazi and then at Chen Xier. These two people were quite interesting. If you ignore the fact that Chen had given birth to a biological child, she was two years younger than Song Mazi. The two of them looked quite a match.

Moreover, Song Mazi is kind to others.

I just don't know if he minds Chen's past.

If the two of them can succeed, Fubao will have a father and Chen will have a man to rely on, and their future life will probably be easier.

As he thought about it, Song Yuntang patted his head.

How could she, a person who had traveled through time, have such thoughts that life couldn't be possible without a man in the house? Had she been assimilated by the people here?

Chen was startled when she saw her hitting her head.

"What's wrong with the boss? Is he having a headache?"

Song Yuntang was stunned for a moment, then he realized what was happening and shook his head. "Ah, that's not true. I was just thinking too much, so I hit myself on the head."

Chen held Fubao's hand.

"If there's nothing else, I'll take Fubao to Huajianzui. When we come back in the evening, I can drag everyone along and take him to the night market."

"Ask my second brother to take you there. It's not safe for an orphan and a widow to walk on the road."

After informing Song Yuntang and Song Jinsheng, she thought again and realized that today was Fubao's birthday after all, and as his aunt, she had to show some appreciation, so she took out a small piece of silver as if by magic.

"Happy birthday, Fubao. Auntie didn't know today was your birthday. Fubao, take this money and buy whatever you want when you go shopping."

Chen hurriedly declined.

"So many, I can't use them."

"It's only three or five cents of silver, not much. What's the big deal? Besides, this is for Fubao, not for you." Song Yuntang said, gently pinching Fubao's little face. "Fubao, don't you agree?"

She stood up and signaled that Song Jinsheng was coming over in a mule cart.

Chen was afraid of delaying Song Yuntang's business, so she hurriedly took Fubao on the mule cart and went to the town.