After coming up with this idea, Chen Fengxia observed it for several days, but she didn't notice anything different. For example, she deliberately memorized the location of the items, and they didn't change.

Finally, Chen Fengxia had to give up the idea. Then, she remembered that the bad luck had only started after she met Baoya, and immediately blamed Baoya again.

"I knew this girl was a jinx. I'll be unlucky the moment I see her!"

Chen Fengxia disliked Baoya in her heart and blamed all the bad things on Baoya.

Liu Youcang was already used to hearing her say this, so he frowned and didn't respond. However, he suddenly realized, "Did you see Baoya?"

Chen Fengxia bit her tongue in annoyance, having let the cat out of the bag. Liu Youcang still didn't know that Chen Fengxia had sold Baoya to the next production brigade. He thought Baoya had been lost and didn't know where it had gone.

Chen Fengxia quickly denied it: "No, how could I have seen her? It's been so long, I don't know where that girl ran off to. Maybe she's living a good life in the city and we don't even know."

Liu Youcang continued to look at her, frowning and asking, "Then why did you say that seeing her would bring bad luck?"

Although Chen Fengxia didn't mention Baoya in her words, she had said this countless times, and every time she cursed Baoya. So, Liu Youcang's first reaction was that she was talking about Baoya.

Chen Fengxia thought about what she had just said and immediately put the blame on someone else: "I'm not talking about Baoya, I'm talking about Heiya from the village. That girl always brings me bad luck when I see her. I just happened to run into her in the back mountains a few days ago, and when I came back, our chickens ran away, so I said that."

Not daring to argue further on this issue, Chen Fengxia quickly changed the subject: "By the way, what do you think about what our mother mentioned?"

Liu Youcang still had some doubts, but when he heard Chen Fengxia ask about this, he lowered his head, sighed, and didn't ask any more questions: "I'll think about it for two more days."

"Okay, think about it carefully. Anyway, I think mother's idea is a good one this time." Chen Fengxia's heart was still beating a little fast, but she pretended to be very calm and agreed.

After saying that, Chen Fengxia left the house.

After coming out, Chen Fengxia breathed a sigh of relief. However, the previous words reminded her of something, and she sat down at the door and pondered it again.

Baoya has already sold it to Hong

She was a member of the flag production brigade. She was thinking that if there was anyone with many children, she could find a way to adopt them to Zhang Hongli...

In the county town.

Zhang Hongli sat leaning against the headboard, staring blankly at the ground. Blood was streaming from the corner of her mouth, her hair was a mess, and her face was covered in dried tear marks.

At this time, a man walked in. Seeing him approaching, Zhang Hongli began to tremble involuntarily, shrinking her body hard, and begging:

"Don't... don't hit me, don't hit me..."

Chen Dazhi squatted in front of her and begged Zhang Hongli, "I'm sorry, Hongli, I didn't mean it... Please forgive me, I... I really didn't mean it. I don't know what happened to me just now, I just... I just couldn't control myself..."

As Chen Dazhi spoke, a whiff of alcohol wafted out, scorching Zhang Hongli and causing her to flinch violently. She turned away in fear, but her eyes never rested on him.

Chen Dazhi burst into tears, begging Zhang Hongli to forgive him: "Hongli, I'm a bastard, hit me, Hongli, I'm sorry for you, hit me, beat me to death..."

"Hongli, hit me, hit me to death... I'm the one who wronged you... I'm a bastard, I shouldn't have hit you, Hongli..."

Zhang Hongli remained unmoved, her body shrank and trembling, her eyes still looking very empty.

Chen Dazhi knelt down in front of Zhang Hongli and slapped himself. "Hongli, I really don't know what happened to me just now. I couldn't control myself..."

"I...whenever I hear people say you can't have children, that I'm going to have no descendants, I...I can't control myself. Hongli, I don't want to..."

Chen Dazhi cried and grabbed Zhang Hongli's hand and hit himself in the face, but as soon as he touched Zhang Hongli, her whole body began to tremble.

Zhang Hongli pulled her hand back with all her strength, hugged herself tightly and turned to the side, remaining indifferent.

She had heard this many times, but every time, he would continue to hit her. Whenever someone mentioned the child, he would beat her like crazy, just like today. And then, like now, he would cry and beg for her forgiveness.

She knew she shouldn't trust him anymore, but she kept letting her heart slip. It wasn't like she hadn't thought about divorce, but her mother wouldn't agree. She would just scold her, think she was shameful, and other people would look at her in a strange way... She couldn't muster the courage.

and

Moreover, she couldn't have children.

Thinking of this, Zhang Hongli's heart felt like it was being pricked by needles, and the pain was so intense that she almost fainted.

Children...Why can't she have her own children and become a mother like other women?

Tears rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably. Zhang Hongli closed her eyes, her heart numb with pain. Perhaps she would have to continue living like this for the rest of her life.

She suddenly thought of Baoya. If only she hadn't run away, she would have her own daughter.

Thinking of this, Zhang Hongli couldn't help but burst into tears.

Chen Dazhi also cried, his eyes red as he looked at Zhang Hongli and started accusingly: "Hongli, I know I'm a bastard, I know you blame me in your heart. But... I also want to have my own children like everyone else, Hongli..."

Yes, what right did she have to blame him? She couldn't have children. Even that well-behaved girl didn't want to be her child and ran away. Zhang Hongli covered her face and cried bitterly.

Zhang Hongli spent the whole night with her eyes open. When she saw dawn, she got up and sat in front of the mirror.

There was no light in her eyes anymore, the corners of her mouth were scabby, and her face looked extremely haggard.

She found a mask, put it on, and stood up to go out.

Chen Dazhi came in with food and quickly pulled her aside: "Hongli, let's go to the factory after dinner. I made your favorite scallion pancakes today. Come and try them."

"I don't want to eat." Zhang Hongli shook her hand away.

"Hongli, I made this early in the morning. Just try it, just one bite." Chen Dazhi pulled her and begged her hard.

Li Cuihua, who came in, was immediately unhappy and started cursing, "I think you've spoiled her. She can't even give birth to a child. What's the difference between her and a chicken that can't lay eggs? You still cook for her, how can she have the nerve to eat!"

Li Cuihua walked to the table and sat down. She reached out and took a piece of scallion pancake and stuffed it into her mouth. She said with a serious face:

"Dazhi, don't worry about her. If she doesn't want to eat, then forget it."

Chen Dazhi frowned and looked at Li Cuihua disapprovingly: "Mom, don't say that anymore. Although Hongli can't have children, I don't blame her. At worst, we can adopt one in the future. Even if he is not my biological child, as long as Hongli likes him, I will love him as my own."

Zhang Hongli's heart felt like it was being pricked by needles, and she felt a sharp pain. She forced herself not to cry, and with all her strength, she broke free from Chen Dazhi's hand and left.

After a few days, the marks on the body faded

After going down, Zhang Hongli asked for leave from the factory, packed some clothes and returned to her parents' home.

However, coincidentally, she and Song Jianshe rode in the same car for a while on the road.

......

Song Jianshe sold the matsutake mushrooms soon after this time, and then he sold the cicada shells and a few reed mats, making a lot of money.

He stayed in the county town for a few more days and did not resell anything. He mainly asked around and then bought some things that could be used at home and came back.

When he left, Feng Guizhi didn't say it explicitly, but he could probably tell what she meant. After all, Feng Guizhi had said she would ask Yang Yulan for her opinion, so he didn't think much about it.

His mother was very considerate, so he had nothing to worry about. He just did everything she asked him to do and then returned.

This time, Song Jianshe arrived at the brigade at five or six o'clock, but he was afraid of being seen carrying a bag of things, so he wanted to wait until dark before going home.

However, he had some pig offal and some pig bones in his bag, which could not be left out due to the hot weather, so he went directly to a few small places in the back mountain that they often went to look for them.

The younger ones were a little surprised when they saw Song Jianshe, "Fourth Uncle?"

"Dad!" Yuanbao shouted happily as soon as he saw Song Jianshe.

"Hey, son." Song Jianshe put the bag on the ground, smiled and opened his arms waiting for Yuanbao to come over.

Although I didn't leave for long this time, I still missed my children in my heart.

Yuanbao ran towards Song Jianshe, but when he got close, he suddenly stopped, frowned, and took two steps back:

"Dad, you stink, stinky dad."

"..." The smile on Song Jianshe's face froze. He turned his head, tugged at his clothes and sniffed, then frowned instantly.

It smells a bit...

After all, I took the bus back in such hot weather and walked a long way, so I sweated a lot and had a bit of a smell.

He had no choice but to put his hand down and pretend that nothing had happened.

"Fourth Uncle, you came back so quickly this time!"

"Yeah, Fourth Uncle, what delicious food did you bring back this time?"

"Do you have pork liver? I want to drink pork liver porridge~" Several children gathered around, each looking at the big bag next to Song Jianshe and asked eagerly.

Although they were very curious and wanted to know what was inside, they did not open it and look through it.

Song Dynasty

Jianshe put what happened just now behind his mind, squatted down and opened the cloth bag, took out some candies from it, and said with a smile:

"I knew you wanted to eat it. You kept complaining to me for days about not bringing any gold ingots last time. This time, Fourth Uncle bought some for you. Not only pork liver, but also pork bones and pig's trotters."

"Here, put it under the basket and hide it. Then take it home to your grandma and ask her to make you a nice meal in the evening."

"Wow! Thank you, Fourth Uncle!"

"Fourth Uncle, you're so nice! I can ask Grandma to make us pig liver porridge tonight!"

"Thank you, Fourth Uncle. Sugar is sweet too."

Song Jianshe stuffed a candy into Baoya's mouth, and the sweet taste spread all at once. She squinted her eyes and said softly:

"Sweet~"

Song Jianshe couldn't help but laugh along with Baoya. He reached out and took two more and put them in the small cloth bag Baoya was carrying.

Although she's still young and can't eat too much sweets, that's not a problem if it's for Baoya. She's reluctant to eat all the candy she rarely eats. And it's not just candy; she treats her food very carefully, too, never wasting a single bit.

Everyone in the Song family noticed this. Considering how skinny Baoya was when she first arrived, and how her mother had sold her twice, they couldn't help but feel sorry for her. Therefore, it wasn't just Song Jianye's family who treated Baoya well; the entire family loved her.

The little ones only had one each. They saw Song Jianshe give one to Baoya and put two more in the cloth bag. No one said anything and no one thought Song Jianshe was partial.

Their little sister is sensible and well-behaved, and they are happy to see her eating more.

After a while, the children continued to play and look for some wild vegetables. Song Jianshe did not leave, but found a tree to sit next to and rest.

When it was almost dark, the children came to Song Jianshe and said, "Uncle Si, let's go home."

Song Jianshe shook his head: "Fourth Uncle will go back later, you guys go back first, remember not to let anyone see the things in the basket."

"Fourth Uncle, why don't you go back with us?" Wenjie asked.

"Yes, Fourth Uncle, why?"

"I'm carrying a big bag. If we go back now, someone will see us. Let's go back after dark. Okay, you guys go ahead."

The younger ones all understood, nodded, said goodbye to Song Jianshe, and left.

Before leaving, Song Bowen checked the basket twice to make sure that no one would see it. Then the little ones carefully protected the basket and went home.

Seeing them like this, Song Jianshe couldn't help laughing.

After the children arrived home, they went straight to Feng Guizhi and said, "Grandma."

"What's wrong?" Feng Guizhi was washing vegetables by the well in preparation for cooking.

"Grandma, let's drink pork liver porridge tonight." Yuanbao remembered how delicious it was last time and couldn't help smacking his lips.

Feng Guizhi smiled: "When your father comes back, we can drink."

"Grandma, Fourth Uncle is back." Song Boyu said as he pushed the wild vegetables on the basket to the side, and together with Tianen and Wenjie, he took all the things from the bottom.

A large piece of pig liver, several large pig bones and a few pig trotters.

Feng Guizhi looked at the things and asked, "Is your fourth uncle back?"

The little ones nodded vigorously, "Uncle Si said he wouldn't be back until dark, so he asked us to bring these back for Grandma to cook."

Feng Guizhi took all the things and said, "Okay, leave them here. I'll make you something delicious later."

After sending the little ones away, Feng Guizhi continued to wash the vegetables while thinking about what to cook with all these things.

After washing the pig's offal, Feng Guizhi carried the vegetable basin into the kitchen. She had asked Song Jianshe to buy the pig bones specifically to make soup for Song Jianye, but she still had to cook later, and if the soup took up the pot, it would be inconvenient to cook.

After thinking about it, Feng Guizhi took out a seldom-used clay pot from the cupboard, cleaned it carefully, added two large scoops of water into it, and placed it on the back stove which was usually used to boil water. She put the pork bones in and cooked it over high heat.

Thinking that the children were craving for pork liver porridge, Feng Guizhi didn't make anything else and saved the pork liver to make porridge.

Feng Guizhi had originally wanted to stew the pig's trotters; soybean and pig's trotter soup was both delicious and nutritious. However, since she already had pig's liver porridge and bone soup, she skipped the stew and made salt and pepper pig's trotters instead.

When it is about to be taken out of the pot, the rich aroma comes out immediately.

Estimating the time Song Jianshe would return, Feng Guizhi served the rice around eight o'clock. Dinner was a little late today, but everyone wasn't hungry anymore as they thought about the delicious food they were about to eat. They sniffed the aroma, their mouths watering.

Not long after the meal was served, a sound suddenly came from the door.

"Aunt Li, what are you doing standing at the door? Why don't you go in?"