Chapter 2 Should we hold the child’s father accountable?

The original body abused Xu Jia'an for five years, so it was understandable that he did not trust Xu Yao. Xu Yao did not force it. This was her first time being a mother herself, and it was impossible for her to have any selfless and great mother-son love for Xu Jia'an just after she came here.

Xu Jiaan broke away from Xu Yao, but did not run around. He followed Xu Yao not too far away.

Xu Yao walked home along the river according to the route she remembered.

When she arrived at the door of her house, Xu Yao's eyes were dull.

After walking through most of the village, she was mentally prepared for the poverty and backwardness of Xiahe Village. After all, there were not even two red brick and tile houses to be seen. But the house in front of her was undoubtedly the most dilapidated one in the village.

Not only was the house low and cramped, with a straw roof and walls made of yellow mud mixed with wheat bran. Not only was the entire wall tilted, but the holes in the wall were almost as big as the wooden windows.

A definitely dangerous building!

Xu Yao seriously suspected that if it rained heavily, she and her mother would turn into monkeys under the Five Finger Mountain.

Xu Yao took out the key from her pocket and pushed open the door. A dark, damp and musty smell hit her nose, making her quickly retreat.

After a quick glance, Xu Yao found that the house was shabby inside and outside. There was not even a single intact piece of furniture in the house. From heaven to hell, it was just like this. How could she live like this...

Xu Yao was immersed in the huge gap and did not enter the house for a while. However, Xu Jiaan was like a hardworking little bee, going in and out to carry firewood. His small figure seemed to contain huge power.

My five-year-old son is still trying hard, how can I, as a mother, be defeated?

Xu Yao rekindled her fighting spirit and walked on the uneven ground to the kitchen. She searched through all the bottles and jars in the cupboard with missing legs, and finally found only a handful of cornmeal.

To put it nicely, it is called cornmeal, but it is actually made from corn stalks.

Not only does it make your throat hurt when you eat it, it's also not nutritious. If you feed this to pigs in the future, they won't eat it.

"There's nothing else at home? Are we just going to eat this?"

Xu Jiaan raised the corner of his mouth and said sarcastically, "If you sold me, you would have enough money to eat out now."

Xu Yao, "..."

This little brat, why does he speak in such a sarcastic tone?

But we can't blame the child. Being tied up by his own mother and sold away would be a trauma for anyone.

The world consciousness has emphasized that the villain's son has a superior IQ. Xu Yao fooled the neighbors by saying that selling his son was a joke, but she couldn't fool the person involved.

Xu Yao squatted down and wanted to touch the little guy's head to comfort him, but Xu Jiaan widened his eyes and subconsciously avoided her.

Afterwards, Xu Jiaan thought that if he dodged, he would be met with an even more brutal beating. His dark eyes dimmed slightly, and he forced his feet to stay in place and raised his arms to protect his head.

He did not wait for slaps or sticks, but the top of his head suddenly felt itchy, as if someone had rubbed it gently and carefully.

After a long while, Xu Jiaan put down his arms in disbelief, as if Xu Yao had done something unforgivable.

"Why?"

Why did you decide to sell him and then regret it? I obviously hate him and wish he would die.

Why when he resisted, instead of being beaten and kicked, he was patted on the head.

Seeing the child's reaction, Xu Yao sighed softly, squatted down in the kitchen, picked up matches and lit the dried wheat straw while speaking.

"Because I'm your biological mother. I admit that I had some inappropriate thoughts before, but I've reflected on them. I can't say how good I'll be to you in the future, but at least I won't sell you out again."

"Hey, I'm telling you the truth, so please take off that distrustful expression on your face."

"You mentioned this just now because you were afraid that I would really sell you out. I didn't expect that you have such deep feelings for me."

Seeing the heavy atmosphere, Xu Yao said something with a hint of sarcasm.

"Who has feelings for you!" The little villain retorted loudly in his childish voice, filled with shyness of having his thoughts exposed, and annoyance at his own incompetence.

"I hate you so much. I don't know how happy I am to know that you sold me out. I wish I could recognize someone else as my mother."

As soon as he said this, Xu Jiaan regretted it, fearing that Xu Yao would get angry and sell him out again.

Her dense eyelashes trembled, her little face was tense, her lips moved, but no soft words came out.

Xu Yao knew that the child was just saying that out of anger, so she didn't take it to heart.

She struck four matches, but the straw still didn't light, leaving her speechless.

Xu Yao waved to Xu Jiaan, turned around and saw that Xu Jiaan's long eyelashes were wet, and paused slightly.

"You made mom very angry. As a punishment, you must help me light the fire right now."

Xu Jiaan's tense body relaxed. He took the firewood from Xu Yao and started the stove in no time.

After observing the steps of making a fire, Xu Yao poured cold water into the iron pot, and then sprinkled the cornmeal into it when the water boiled.

She was just smug about how easy it was to cook, but when she opened the lid of the pot, she found that the corn paste had become a lot...

Just eat whatever you can, otherwise it will be more uncomfortable to be hungry.

Xu Yao thought that Xu Jianan would complain a few words because she made the food look like it was poisoned, but as soon as she put the food in the bowl for him, Xu Jianan picked up the bowl and poured it into his mouth.

Some of it overflowed from the corner of his mouth, so he quickly scooped it up with his other hand and put it into his mouth.

Xu Yao was stunned by this way of eating. She even saw Xu Jiaan's eyebrows were knotted from being burned, so she quickly snatched Xu Jiaan's bowl.

"Why are you eating so fast? I'm not trying to steal it from you!"

"Give me!"

Xu Jiaan glared at Xu Yao fiercely, baring his teeth like a wild beast facing a duel, and pressed his long nails on the back of Xu Yao's hand. He should have wanted to scratch her, but in the end he didn't. Instead, he snatched the food back from Xu Yao's hand and ate it all without leaving a drop.

After finishing his own portion, Xu Jiaan stared at Xu Yao's bowl eagerly but did not reach out to snatch it.

His mouth was all red, and he opened his little mouth and kept inhaling.

Xu Yao felt very uncomfortable and gave some to Xu Jiaan, "These are for you, but you have to blow them while eating."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Jiaan did the same thing and poured it into his mouth.

Xu Yao poured cold water for the child in frustration and said, "Forget it, I'll correct it slowly later."

Lying on the hard wooden bed, listening to the chirping of insects and birds outside, Xu Yao tossed and turned for a long time before she could barely fall asleep.

Her body was so hot and dry that she clung to the man like a vine. She couldn't see his face clearly, but his figure was so good.

The bulging muscles are clearly defined, so firm and tight that one cannot let go. The woman's soft and boneless hands light up fires everywhere, and a soft humming sound comes from between her red lips that makes people imagine things.

A deep voice sounded, "Hold on, I'll take you to the hospital."

"It's too late, you want me..."

"Why don't you kiss me? Are you a man? Put out the fire for me."

The man's physical strength is incredible, and he is full of vigor and vitality. He feels angry and amused at the same time when he hears the woman's indulgent and self-righteous tone.

Staring at the woman's bright and beautiful face, for some unknown reason, the sharp corners of her lips no longer avoided, and she hugged the bold woman, turned around, took the initiative, and bit her cherry lips.

"I will take responsibility."

“…”

Her back was soaked with sweat. Xu Yao opened her eyes, panting. The moonlight from the window shone into the dilapidated little room. She relaxed for a long time and suppressed the abnormality in her body.

She was a pampered young lady, but she was reborn as an unmarried farm girl with a child in 1979. Needless to say, her situation was difficult. Her long-forgotten memories reappeared in the form of dreams. Could it be that the world's consciousness was guiding her to find the child's father responsible?

The little food left in the house had been eaten up last night, so the mother and daughter would be hungry as soon as the sun rose.

Xu Yao is very confident in her abilities. She knows that it is impossible to succeed in business. Reality is different from fiction. Her parents started their business in the 1980s, and she has heard many of their entrepreneurial stories.

The 1980s was a rather chaotic era, with gangs rife and crime rates extremely high. Her father was a veteran in relatively good physical condition, but he had a fatal scar on his body from a slash.

What’s more, a young and beautiful woman with no background doing business cannot even guarantee her personal safety.

After thinking it over, Xu Yao got up from the bed and used a fire poker to write down the man's phone number stroke by stroke.

Six years have passed, that man should have married and had children, right?