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Listening to the tigers' conversation, Shen Man yawned out of boredom. She felt incredibly hungry and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Her crying had a serious impact, as it terrified the entire tiger family.

Especially Tiger Xiao Liu, he was in a complete panic.

"Mother, come quickly and see why she's crying!"

The tigress walked over, scratched at Shen Man with her paws, sniffed her, and finally concluded, "She's probably hungry!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Man immediately stopped crying and even smacked her lips twice at the tigress.

Tiger Xiao Liu was so anxious that he paced around in circles. Suddenly, he thought of something and ran out in a flash.

A short while later, Tiger Little Six returned, with a piece of bloody meat in his mouth.

He carefully brought the meat to Shen Man's mouth, gesturing for her to eat.

Shen Man smelled the stench of meat and cried even louder.

"She's too noisy, why don't we just eat her?" The Tiger King was getting irritated by the noise and paced back and forth in the cave.

"No, we can't eat her! Mother, we don't know how to raise humans. Why don't we send her to the village on the other side of the mountain? There are many people like her there!"

Tiger Xiao Liu threw the meat on the ground and said to the mother tiger.

"Husband, such a small baby wouldn't even be enough to fill our teeth. Why don't we listen to Xiao Liu and send her down the mountain to be raised by those humans?"

The Tiger King agreed.

So, early the next morning, the tigress carried Shen Man's swaddling clothes down the mountain to the village.

Throughout the journey, Shen Man remained extremely quiet. She seemed to know that she was about to be sent away, and she neither cried nor made a fuss.

When the mother tiger arrived near the village, she put Shen Man down.

Fifteen minutes later, a couple happened to pass by and saw Shen Man abandoned by the roadside. They were filled with pity.

These two are villagers from Xiaoyao Village. The man is called Sun Da, and the woman is called Sun Da's wife by everyone in the village.

"Whose child is this? How did they end up here?" asked Mrs. Sun.

“Look at her swaddling clothes, they’re made of the finest silk. She must be the child of some wealthy family. We’d better not meddle!” Sun Da was an honest but timid man. When he saw his wife trying to take the baby, he quickly stopped her.

Hearing their conversation, Shen Man was afraid they would abandon her, so she immediately put all her strength into crying loudly.

Her purpose in crying was twofold: first, to evoke pity in Sun Da's wife; and second, to attract more attention.

“Husband, perhaps her family has encountered some difficulties. It would be such a pity if such a beautiful child died. Let’s take her back to the village and hand her over to the village head.” As she spoke, Sun’s wife picked up Shen Man.

Seeing that his wife was determined, Sun Da had no choice but to give up.

Sun's wife had only taken a few steps with Shen Man in her arms when she ran into a stream of villagers who were heading this way.

When they saw the swaddled baby in Sun's wife's hands, they were all astonished and their eyes widened.

"Sun Da's wife, where did you get this child from?"

"I found her by the roadside. I felt sorry for her, so I decided to take her to the village head."

"That's really strange. We've been working around here the whole time, and we haven't seen anyone come by. How could a child just appear out of nowhere? Could she be something..."

"Ugh, ugh..." Shen Man burst into tears at the right moment, her tears falling like beads from a broken string, making Sun's wife feel heartbroken.

"Regardless of how she got here, it must be fate that we've run into her. I won't go into details, I need to take her back quickly and get her something to eat!"

Sun's wife hurriedly carried Shen Man home, but there was nothing suitable for Shen Man to eat. So she only fed Shen Man a couple of sips of water before taking her to find the village head.

The village head's wife was a meticulous person. She unwrapped Shen Man completely, trying to find some clues about her identity.

However, apart from finding the jade pendant tightly clutched in Shen Man's hand, she found no other clues.

"My dear husband, judging from the swaddling clothes and jade pendant on the child, her background must be extraordinary. I wonder how she ended up in our village!"

The village head had no other choice but to post notices throughout the village to find the child's biological parents. However, several days passed without any news.

Meanwhile, the villagers had many different opinions about the child's background. Some said she might be an orphan abandoned by the gods, while others said she might be the incarnation of a mountain spirit.

Soon, half a month passed, and there was still no news about the child's parents. The village head had no choice but to gather all the villagers together to discuss Shen Man's future.

"Fellow villagers, we've been trying to find clues about the child's parents these past few days, but apart from these two items, she has nothing else on her. Now that the child has come to our village, we must find a way to keep her alive. If anyone wants to adopt her, please let me know!"

After the village head finished speaking, the villagers fell silent.

After all, in this poor little village, having another mouth to feed means having another burden.

Actually, Sun Da's wife really wanted to adopt Shen Man, but Sun Da disagreed.

Firstly, the couple already had three children, putting them under considerable financial pressure. Secondly, Sun Da felt that Shen Man's background was unclear and worried that adopting her would cause trouble.

In fact, Sun Da's idea is also the idea of ​​most villagers.

Just when everyone thought the matter would not come to a conclusion, a thin woman stepped forward. Her name was Lanxiang, and she was a widow.

Lanxiang said timidly, "Village head, I am willing to adopt this child. Although my family is not wealthy, I will do my best to raise her and give her a warm home."

The village head looked at Lanxiang, a hint of emotion flashing in his eyes.

He nodded and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Lanxiang. It's already difficult for a woman like you to make a living, and if you raise a child, it will only be more difficult. Here's what we'll do: the village will give you five catties of millet every month from now on."

Lanxiang was overjoyed upon hearing this and immediately thanked the village head.

"However, this swaddling clothes and jade pendant are the only things that can confirm the child's identity. I will keep them for now, and when the child turns fifteen, she can do whatever she wants with them. In the meantime, if the child's parents come looking for her, I hope you, Lanxiang, can return the child."

Lanxiang nodded repeatedly in agreement.

And so, Shen Man was taken home by Lanxiang.

Lanxiang wasn't originally from Xiaoyao Village. Her husband's family actually lived in the neighboring Dahe Village.

Lanxiang had a hard life. She married into Dahe Village at the age of sixteen and her husband died when she was eighteen, leaving her without any children. Her husband's family disliked her, believing she was unlucky and would bring misfortune to her husband, and drove her away. Her own family, on the other hand, considered her bad luck and refused to take her back.

When she was desperate, she tried to jump into the river to commit suicide, but fortunately, the village head's wife, who was visiting relatives in Dahe Village, saw her and saved her, taking her back to Xiaoyao Village.

Seeing how pitiful she was, the village headman had several strong young men build her a small thatched hut on a plot of land in the village. He also allocated her a piece of land so she could stay in Xiaoyao Village.

Lanxiang carefully carried Shen Man, as if she were holding an incomparably precious treasure, and slowly walked into the slightly dilapidated thatched hut.

After entering the room, she gently placed Shen Man on the bed, as if afraid of hurting the cute little one.

Immediately afterward, Lanxiang busied herself preparing to start a fire and cook. She found the last bit of millet in the house and cooked a pot of thick porridge, feeding Shen Man small spoonfuls of it.

Every morning, as the first rays of sunlight fall upon the earth, Lanxiang gets up early and goes to work in the fields.

She worked diligently on that barren land, hoping to harvest more food so that she and her daughter could make a living.

After nightfall, Lanxiang would sit under the dim oil lamp, concentrating on weaving and embroidering.

Those exquisite embroidered pieces not only showcased her superb skills but also brought them a meager income.

It was with this hard-earned money that Lanxiang was able to buy rice for Shenman and cook a fragrant and delicious rice porridge.

Days passed by like this, and despite the hardships of life, Lanxiang never uttered a single complaint.

She knew she bore the heavy responsibility of raising Shen Man, so she always silently endured all the pressure and difficulties. She never vented her unhappiness on Shen Man, and always gave her endless love and care.

Under her meticulous care, Shen Man grew up as strong as a flower in spring.

When she was one year old, Shen Man learned to speak and walk; when she was two, she was already able to bring things home, sometimes one or two wild duck eggs, sometimes a few wild fruits. In short, whenever she went out, she never came back empty-handed.