Thanos's biological daughter in period fiction

An older woman behind the young man saw the money in Song Youtian's hand, nudged the woman standing next to him with her elbow, and said, "Look, this old man Song is so rich. That widow Chen at the village entrance must have taken a lot from him."

"That's for sure, otherwise how would he afford to support Chen Erniu? And do you think someone like Widow Chen could be paid for her bed without money..."

"Do you think he's planning to give this money to Widow Chen...?"

Xia Yutang had very keen hearing, and he could hear clearly what the old women were saying. He wasn't a child; of course, he could understand what they meant.

I was also amazed at how generous Grandpa Song Fubao was. In a time when the average person earns only a few yuan a month, he pulled out forty or fifty yuan from his pocket, which was indeed quite generous.

His eyes lit up when he heard that it was for Widow Chen. This was big gossip; if Song Fubao's grandmother heard it, wouldn't there be another fight?

Just thinking about it is so exciting! The fire of gossip is burning brightly. I really hope that these aunties, grandmas, and grandmothers will talk more; she really wants to hear it.

There's not much entertainment here, and she's been bored to death these past few days. When she's bored, she just wants to hear some gossip.

She was even thinking that when she was fully recovered, her two older brothers would take her to the old banyan tree in the threshing ground to listen to gossip.

Xia Yutang suddenly noticed that Old Mrs. Song froze for a moment, wondering if she had overheard what they were saying. Old Mrs. Song, who had been lying on the ground panting, suddenly noticed a fair-skinned woman, probably in her thirties, in the crowd and pounced on her like a madwoman.

"That shameless bitch, how dare she watch my show? She came from the secret gate..."

Xia Yutang was listening intently when he suddenly felt someone cover his ears, and the sound stopped abruptly.

She looked up in a daze and realized it was the young man holding her in his arms. He covered her ears with one hand and pressed her head against his chest so she couldn't hear him.

"Goodness, that's not a nice thing to say, let's not listen to it..."

Xia Yutang didn't struggle, obediently nestled in the little comrade's arms, watching the people arguing noisily over there, and couldn't help but chuckle to herself.

Although I couldn't hear it, watching Old Woman Song over there, grabbing Widow Chen's hair and cursing her with spittle flying, felt like watching a silent film.

Of course, you can still hear the sound even with your mouth covered, but it's very faint. Plus, since it's an argument and the voices are quite loud, you can't really tell what they're saying.

Seeing how well-behaved she was, the young man seemed particularly proud of himself. He stood there holding his three-year-old child for almost an hour. Although the argument over there hadn't ended, it was no longer their concern.

Her mother stood there watching the show for a long time before remembering that she had a child. After putting the compensation she had just received into her pocket, she hurried over to hug the baby.

"Thank you, young comrade." Liu Fangmei was a little embarrassed, having forgotten about her own child while watching the comrade, who had been holding her for so long.

"You're welcome, sister-in-law. We've finished our business and have to go now. If you need anything in the village, just come to the police station to find us..." The older comrade touched Xiaotangtang's face before leaving. He was also a soldier who had been wounded and retired to his hometown. He knew how difficult it was for military wives, so he had always tried his best to help the military wives around him solve their problems.

"I will, thank you for coming all this way." Liu Fangmei felt really bad. They had come all this way, but she hadn't even had a sip of water and had to hold her daughter for most of the day.

The captain was furious and asked the women's director to go down and help stop them, but the two groups were too strong, and the women's director was pushed down several times.

There was no other way, so the brigade leader had to find a few men from the village. The price was that those men had scratches on their necks and hands before they could separate the two men.

"Each of the two families will have 20 work points deducted. Alright, everyone disperse." The brigade leader felt his heart was about to give out and he needed to go back and rest properly, otherwise he felt he would be so angry that he would die.

The Song family is really hard to manage, especially that old woman. If she doesn't deduct their work points, they'll feel the pinch, and he won't be able to get rid of her anger.

Liu Fangmei ran away with her daughter before the event ended. She got the compensation and the person was locked up. As for the rest of the matter, it was none of her business. Watching the show was fine, but joining in the fun was not.

"Sweetie, remember to stay away from those people after the rain. Don't get too close to them or you'll be bothered by their stench. Sweetie, Song Dazhi is only locked up for 15 days. After he gets out, I'll take you with me to work every day. Be a good girl and don't leave Mommy's sight." Fifteen days is really too short, but there's no other way. After he gets out, her daughter has to stay within her sight every day.

If it gets too hot, she'll take her to the edge of the field and let her sit in the shade. Schools are closed now, and her two sons have duties to perform, so if things don't work out, she'll temporarily stop working; there's not much work to do anyway.

When she got home, her two children had already locked the door and gone up the mountain. After opening the door and settling her little girl in, she marinated all the fish that her two sons had washed with light salt.

She didn't want to give the child fish that was too salty, so she wanted to soak it in lightly salted water, marinate it for half an hour, and then hang it up to dry.

"Tangtang, we're going to stew fish for dinner tonight. I'll make some cornbread later, all soft and fluffy so Tangtang can have some too. Tangtang, you stay here in the main room and play by yourself." My little girl has never liked cornbread, especially since it gets too hard to chew after it's cooled down.

For the past two days since we moved here, he's been making soft, large white steamed buns or cornbread buns. She's already added minced meat to the buns, though only a small amount, but she's got the amount just right for her stomach to adjust to.

It's just that after the two kids got stronger, they ate more. Before, a cornbread and a bowl of thin porridge were enough, but now that they're stronger, five fist-sized steamed buns plus two bowls of porridge aren't enough to fill their stomachs.

Because drinking the well water in the courtyard of Qingyu Residence could make her stronger, all the water she drank throughout the day was scooped up from that well.

She felt stronger, though not as strong as her two sons. But she could easily take on two of the men in the village. With this strength, working in the fields would be easier.

After drinking the well water, her appetite increased. She didn't eat as much as her two sons, but now she needs at least three steamed buns and a bowl of porridge to feel full.

With just a few family members, they would definitely starve to death if they ate like that in the old house.