When it was dawn, the other members of the Qian family had not yet gotten up, but Sun Xiaohao woke up early, left the room, and went to the yard to urinate.

After pulling up his pants, he looked at Qian Niandi, who was curled up under the eaves, half asleep, and walked over to wake her up, saying, "Sister, are you cold? Come inside and sleep, or you'll catch a cold!"

Qian Niandi felt sad when she thought about her own situation, but when she saw that her brother, who was only a few years old, knew how to care about others, she felt some warmth in her heart.

With tears in her eyes, she hugged her brother into her arms and said, "Xiaoshu, come back to grandma's house with me. We'll leave in the next two days. I'll think of a way to take you and Xiaofei away. We can't live at grandma's house anymore!"

Sun Xiaohao pretended to be ignorant and asked, "Why? Sister, grandma was angry yesterday because you told the truth and tricked Brother Dabin. She should be fine after she calmed down today."

Qian Niandi couldn't explain to her brother, so she just said, "Grandma's house is much better than Grandma's. It's so lively with a whole family, and they don't bother us. Oh, and Grandma's house has a car, so it's convenient for us to go anywhere, and they always prepare a lot of delicious food!"

She planned to use these things that children were interested in to impress Sun Xiaohao and make him willing to leave with her. After spending these days together, she found that this new brother was a smart kid who knew a lot and was very smart. The Zhan family would definitely like him.

In the Zhan family, with the exception of Qian Longchuan, they are very good to other children and attach great importance to education. They hope that all children can be admitted to university and achieve something in the future.

Of course, Qian Niandi was not aware of the high hopes the Zhan family had for their children. She only knew that her second and third aunts had both attended university and were now successful in their respective industries. This was also her role model.

Sun Xiaohao's eyes rolled, and an idea came to him. He leaned over to Qian Niandi's ear and whispered, "Sister, Mom and Dad send several hundred yuan to Grandma every month! Last time, Grandma was happy and gave me a hundred yuan, telling me to save it and not spend it carelessly. I haven't used this money yet. For the two of us, plus my little brother, do we have enough money to go back to Grandma's house?"

Qian Niandi thought for a moment and said, "I remember when I bought tickets with my parents from Jiangyuan City, I bought an adult ticket for 32 yuan. Xiaofei was still young, so he didn't need to buy a ticket. You have to buy a half-price ticket, so we only need about 50 yuan to buy the ticket.

I have thirty yuan in pocket money, and if we put our money together, it will be enough for the rest of the travel expenses and food."

After this calculation, Qian Niandi felt relieved. She excitedly kissed Sun Xiaohao on the face and said, "Brother, it's great to have you. We can finally go home!"

But the most critical issue now is how they can get from Luojiagou to Mafang Railway Station?

She didn't know anyone in the village, and the only thing she could think of was to ask the village chief for help and ask him to help find a car, even if it was just to take them to the county town, so that they could find a car to go to the city.

However, now she finally had enough money to go home. If possible, she would like to call her grandmother's house first. If they could send someone to pick them up, that would be even better, saving a lot of unnecessary trouble.

But because of the things that happened at home recently, Old Mrs. Qian stopped playing her favorite mahjong and stayed at home all day without going out. It was impossible for her to make this call at the Qian family.

She looked at her brother in her arms again and asked, "Xiaoshu, do you know who has a phone in the village? We have to call grandma first to tell her. Although I know how to get back, you and Xiaofei are still young. I'm afraid of any accidents if I take care of you two by myself.

If my uncle has time, he can drive over and it will take about half a day to get there, which will be much more convenient for us."

Sun Xiaohao said, "Sister, grandma has been calling grandma's family recently. Grandma's family is worried about our parents. Can you spare some time? Woo woo woo ~ I miss my parents. I don't know how they are doing now..."

As Sun Xiaohao spoke, she began to cry, and the sound immediately startled Old Mrs. Qian, who had not yet gotten up in the room.

Old Mrs. Qian climbed up from the kang, leaned over the window and looked out, and saw her grandson snuggling with her eldest granddaughter, who had a bent elbow.

Old Madam Qian yelled at the top of her voice, "Xiaoshu, come back. Why are you crying? Come and tell grandma if you have something wrong. What can your sister do to help you? She might even have to sell you off!"

Qian Niandi couldn't even call Old Lady Qian "Grandma" anymore, and she retorted weakly, "Don't talk nonsense to my brother!"

Old Lady Qian was so humiliated by Qian Nian Di that her anger flared up all over again. After a night's rest and gathering enough strength, she started yelling at Qian Nian Di again: "You little bitch, you have no right to speak here! Just wait and see, I'll beat you to death when I get out!"

After saying this, Old Mrs. Qian began to put on her clothes in a hurry and walked into the yard in a hurry.

Sun Xiaohao was yelled at by Old Lady Qian, and he pretended to be trembling with fear. This immediately aroused Qian Niandi's desire to protect her brother, and she protected Sun Xiaohao behind her.

Although she was also afraid, she couldn't retreat any longer. At most, she would get hurt. Could they really take her life? If she could return alive, she would definitely let her grandmother's family help her vent her anger.

In order to avoid being harmed in the upcoming "storm", Qian Niandi also grabbed the big shovel leaning against the courtyard wall.

Old Mrs. Qian looked at the fire poker in her hand, then at the big shovel in Qian Niandi's hand. Knowing that she would not gain any advantage if she really fought, she simply sat down on the ground and burst into tears.

Old Man Qian and Qian Jincai, who were always used to sleeping in, were woken up by Old Lady Qian's crying. They came out in their slippers to see what was going on and saw the familiar scene of Old Lady Qian sitting on the ground, kicking her legs and crying, and Qian Niandi holding a big shovel with a look of selfless dedication, and "Xin Xiaoshu" hiding behind Qian Niandi and peeking out.

Qian Jincai hurried forward to help his mother up, saying with concern: "Mom, why are you still sitting on the ground? It's so cold. You are so old, you have to take good care of your health. What if you get sick?"

Old Mrs. Qian's nose felt sore, and this time she really burst into tears. For so many days, she had been feeling a heavy burden on her heart, and no one in her family could help her share the burden.

Now, hearing the caring voice of my eldest son, I felt very aggrieved, and this aggrieved feeling turned into tears that flowed out uncontrollably.