The sky was blue, the grass was green, and two or three village women were washing clothes and chatting by the river.

They chatted about the old bachelor at the village entrance who had spun a hole in the pork last night, about which man the widow at the village end had brought home last night, and about whose family the crazy Liu Niu had been eating at these past few days.

Oh, right, that crazy Liu Niu is squatting by the river playing with the grass now.

The girl was sixteen years old, but she was born with intellectual disabilities. Her parents didn't want her and ran away to a big city.

A village woman looked at Liu Niu with a smile:

"Whose food did you eat at yesterday?"

Liu Niu smiled foolishly:

"Grandpa Liu died the day before yesterday, and we ate at his family's big feast."

The village woman gently scolded:

"You can't be this happy when someone dies, or you'll get beaten up."

Another village woman saw something and pointed to the river:

"What's that?"

"It's a basket."

"What's in the basket?"

"It looks like a doll?"

"Could it be that the high tide at the river mouth upstream washed it down into the river?"

"What are we going to do! It's drifting far away!"

The two village women had never seen anything like this before, and they were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

There was a loud "plop".

Liu Niu had already jumped into the river.

. . . . . . .

The two village women became even more anxious.

I've never heard of Liu Niu being able to swim!

Sure enough, Liu Niu floated up and down in the river, but eventually drifted to the basket, grabbed it, and swam toward the shore.

Liu Niu lay on the shore, panting heavily.

A village woman hurried to get a basket.

Another village woman went to help Liu Niu up, and exclaimed in surprise:

"You can swim?"

Liu Niu smiled foolishly:

"Hehe, no, you'll know once you fall in."

The village woman was stunned:

"You're really stupid."

After finishing her sentence, the village woman ignored Liu Niu and went to look at the child in the basket.

"Still alive."

"Holy crap! What kind of heartless parents would throw such a cute child into the river?"

"Send it to the village committee?"

"Why not give it to Old Wang at the village entrance? He's over fifty and still single. Let him have a son."

The wet Liu Niu came closer and reached out to tease the baby's rosy cheeks.

The baby beamed with joy, grabbing Liu Niu's hand and giggling.

Liu Niu withdrew her hand and stared at the fingers that had just touched the baby.

Soft and fragrant.

The village woman chuckled and joked:

"How about I let you raise it?"

Another village woman, smiling, also praised her companion, saying:

"Yeah, I'll be your kid, since you can't find a husband anyway."

Liu Niu rubbed her hands shyly:

"Isn't that a bad idea?"

"Hahaha, this silly girl really wants it!"

"If you ask me, it's better to give it to Old Man Wang at the village entrance; it's a good deed."

The two village women put the basket aside and continued their heated discussion about the child's ownership.

This small village is very backward.

Children are children; where do they get human rights?

They wouldn't consider sending them to the town's police station.

The town is full of rich people, and the police station is full of officials. Who would care about such a trivial matter?

"Hey? Where's the child?"

"Oh my god, Liu Niu ran away with the child!"

. . . . . .

In reality, a tear rolled down Jiang Chaosheng's cheek.

The evil Qilin chuckled:

"Mr. Twilight is just a human being, after all."

The evil Qilin held the baby and sat cross-legged in front of Jiang Chaosheng.

He had to watch Jiang Chaosheng sink into despair in his dream.

Firstly, the person in charge is the biggest variable preventing him from saving all living beings.

Secondly, Jiang Chaosheng's previous words had shaken his Buddhist faith, and he needed to see Jiang Chaosheng fall into a permanent slumber before he could reaffirm his beliefs.

......

This is a small hill.

There is a mountain god temple on the mountain, inside which are some moldy bedding, as well as buckets and bowls.

Liu Niu kept poking the baby's face with her fingers.

The baby giggled happily, and Liu Niu laughed along with him.

Liu Niu scratched the back of her head:

Let me give you a name.

You came from the great tide of the river, so how about I call you Jiang Chaosheng (River Tide)?

The baby claps its hands.

Is this liking?

Liu Niu felt an unprecedented sense of happiness.

Naming someone...

Amazing!

The baby started crying as I patted him, waaaaah.

Liu Niu was at a loss:

Are you hungry?

Liu Niu picked up the steamed bun she had taken from the funeral feast the day before yesterday, stuffed it into the baby's mouth, and said urgently:

"Eat, you won't be hungry anymore!"

After fiddling with it for a long time, the baby still wouldn't eat.

Liu Niu then realized that this chubby little thing didn't even have teeth.

She thought about how the women in the village fed their babies, and then lifted her shirt:

"Eat! I'm not hungry!"

The baby suckled for a long time.

There's nothing there, it's a complete scam!

Liu Niu hurriedly ran down the mountain and returned more than half an hour later, holding a handful of goat milk that she had somehow gotten her hands on.

The baby drank the goat's milk and fell into a deep sleep.

Liu Niu rocked the baby's little body:

"Little Chaosheng, time for bed, Mommy will sing you a song. The new 'Rattle on the Peach Tree' is here, updated first online!"

"A gentle breeze, birdsong, leaves hanging from the window..."

Little baby~ Oh~ Sleepy~ Sleep, sleep in my arms~

......

After that, the silly girl in the village changed.

The quilts would be taken out to air, the dishes would be washed clean, and she would even go to the river to bathe in the middle of the night.

The mountain god temple has become like a small home.

Liu Niu didn't want Xiao Chao to be looked down upon by the other children in the village when he grew up.

Not long after, someone from the village committee called her to the village committee to discuss the issue of Jiang Chaosheng's affiliation.

Old Wang wanted to take the child, and his face turned red as he threatened to hit someone.

The village chief puffed on his pipe:

Liu Niu, who usually just smiles foolishly, got anxious:

"I'm not an orphan! I am an orphan! My little Chaosheng isn't! He has a mother!"

Old Wang sneered:

Who is his mother?

Liu Niu puffed out her chest:

"I!"

Old Wang scoffed:

"A fool can be a mother? Do you even have a son?"

The village committee was embroiled in a dispute for a time.

Giving it to anyone is unreliable, and they won't allow it to be sent to an orphanage.

The village chief didn't know what to do either, but suddenly he thought of someone.

Some people watched the spectacle, some spoke up for Old Wang, and some spoke up for the village chief, but no one spoke up for Liu Niu.

Suddenly someone said:

"Why not ask an expert?"

That expert was traveling in Xiaojiang Village.

His divination skills were so profound that everyone in the village believed in him.

The village chief walked out:

"I'll go ask an expert, and I'll do whatever they say!"

Everyone in the village committee agreed.

An hour later, the village chief returned and delivered news that shocked everyone:

"A wise man said that this child and Liu Niu have a mother-son bond."

Old Wang refused to accept this and started throwing a tantrum.

"I don't believe it. A true expert wouldn't say that. You're just biased towards girls!"

The village chief glared at Old Man Wang and continued:

"A wise man said this child has a bright future. If he forms a mother-son bond with Liu Niu, it could save our village from a great disaster!"

After these words were spoken, everyone fell silent, except for Old Man Wang, who continued to ramble on.

The villagers are all superstitious, especially since that so-called master is truly powerful.

If Jiang Liuer and Liu Niu formed a mother-son bond, which could save the village from disaster, then who would still speak up for Old Man Wang!

The villagers started to help Liu Niu attack Old Man Wang, and in the end Old Man Wang left in disgrace.

Liu Niu smiled brightly.

The village chief said to Liu Niu:

"Don't be too happy yet. The expert said that you and this child only have a four-year connection."

Liu Niu clung tightly to Jiang Chaosheng, as if afraid he would be snatched away, and looked warily at the village chief, shaking her head:

"No, Xiao Chaosheng will stay with me for life!"

The village chief said:

"You can stay at the village committee from now on; the village will take care of the child."

Liu Niu got anxious again:

"We have a home, up in the mountains!"

The village chief was helpless:

"Okay, okay, I'll bring you food and clothes from now on."

......

From taking her first steps to being able to call out "Mommy," four years have passed quickly.

It was a rainy night, but the moon was very large, illuminating the mountain god temple brightly.

Liu Niu lay on the bed, her face pale and her breathing weak.

Xiao Chaosheng lay in his mother's arms, looking up at Liu Niu with longing eyes.

Liu Niu looked at the moon outside the window. It was so big, like the moon on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, so festive.

"Cough cough..."

Liu Niu struggled to her feet, picked up the candle from the table, and waved it in front of Xiao Chaosheng's little face, smiling as she murmured:

"Look into your eyes, and they will be bright. Look into your ears, and they will be clear."

Look at your nose, it smells delicious. Look at your mouth, cough cough... so clever.

In Xiaojiang Village, there is a custom that when a child turns twelve, a candle is used to light their way.

Xiao Chaosheng was amused by his mother and giggled, clapping his hands and laughing brightly.

Liu Niu also smiled sweetly:

"My little Chaosheng, he always loves to smile."

Liu Niu held Xiao Chaosheng in her arms, swaying him back and forth:

"Little Chaosheng, when you arrive at your new home, you must listen to your new parents."

When eating, be sure to pick out the meat; when eating fruit, fight for it; and don't be afraid to make a mess when using the toilet...

"Ahem, don't be afraid to read people's faces. That's how your mother grew up."

Little Chaosheng didn't understand what his mother meant, but hugged her tightly, his face full of happiness.

"Mom, I don't want to go to the new house, I want to stay with you."

Liu Niu gently rubbed Xiao Chaosheng's head, looked down at him, and smiled tenderly:

"Four years have gone by so fast! Mom hasn't had enough time to play with you yet."

Xiao Chaosheng blinked and said with a grin:

"I haven't had enough fun with my mom yet. When I grow up, I'll take her to the amusement park and we'll go see the big cars."

Liu Niu smiled dreamily.

I really haven't had enough of spending time with this chubby little thing.

Liu Niu's head grew heavier and heavier until she slowly fell into the quilt, a tear sliding down her cheek.

Little Chaosheng thought his mother was asleep, so he patted her warm body with his little hands and hummed the lullaby his mother used to coax him to sleep:

"A gentle breeze, birdsong, leaves hanging from the window~"

At this moment, a voice rang in Xiao Chaosheng's mind, a voice full of seduction:

"She's dead, but I can bring her back to life. The price is that you'll live here forever. Are you willing?"

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