The water is cool and sweet when you first taste it, and as it slides down your throat and into your stomach, that feeling...
The old man couldn't think of a good word to describe it.
"Young lady, where did you get this water from?"
The old man had tasted many good things, and his tongue was like a touchstone; he could tell immediately that this water was definitely a good thing.
"Uncle, please save this water and drink it in three separate servings."
The source of the spring water could not be explained openly, so Fang Yan changed the subject by talking about other things.
The old man was dressed smartly, so he was probably a wealthy man. The old man was very tactful and didn't press the matter.
She asked Fang Yan for a ham pastry, and after taking just one bite, her two dim old eyes suddenly lit up like a young girl seeing her sweetheart, exclaiming, "This pastry is so delicious!"
As a seasoned foodie, he was immediately tempted, but then he thought about how thin the girl and child were...
He couldn't bring himself to ask for the cake.
When Fang Yan saw the old man's eyes light up, she knew he must be a foodie, so she stuffed the ham pastry back into his hand, saying, "Uncle, please have a taste. It's alright, we have more at home."
Knowing why the elderly woman was embarrassed, she explained further.
Then he instructed him, "Also, after you go back, if you feel unwell anywhere, be sure to go to the hospital for a check-up, and then come to Gouzi Village to find me. My name is Fang Yan... Yan."
Remembering that she was now using the original owner's body, Fang Yan added the character "Yan" to her name when she registered.
This time, the old man didn't refuse. He accepted the water and pastries, and gave his home address: "My home is in the county government compound, and my surname is Wei."
It's in the county government compound!
That's a place where powerful and wealthy people gather!
Fang Yan felt a wave of fear wash over her. Luckily, she hadn't seriously injured the old man, otherwise she didn't know if she would have survived.
"Uncle Wei, we borrowed this cart from our neighbor because we were worried he might need it. We have to rush back to the village today. Once I'm done with my work, I'll bring the children to visit you."
The old man is so kind; it's only right and proper that she visits him again.
"Just tell the gatekeeper to look for Wei Dajiao," the old man said casually, holding a bottle of spring water and some pastries.
After parting ways with Grandpa Wei, the baby kept turning back to look at his retreating figure, swallowing hard. The pancake Mom gave Grandpa looked so delicious.
Pfft, seeing this little glutton's look, Fang Yan almost burst out laughing. She handed him a piece she had specially saved for him, saying, "Eat slowly, don't choke."
The baby's eyes lit up with joy. He took the pastry, but when he noticed that Fang Yan didn't have any, he held his little hand high, saying, "Mommy, you can have some too!"
Ah! The original owner really raised the child very well!
She gently broke off a small piece with her hand and put it in her mouth. "The biscuit my baby gave me smells so good!"
If a child knows how to share with her parents, she will accept it generously.
Always refusing or spoiling him, wanting to give him all the best things in the world, is actually bad for the child.
We are living in an era that advocates for eugenics and good parenting, and for the next few decades, every family will have only one child.
The whole family only has this one precious child, and they all dote on him with all their might. They save the best things for him, even if the adults can't bear to eat them themselves. They also save money to buy him the fun things he wants.
This can easily raise children to be ungrateful, to feel that everything their family does for them is their due, and to become cold-blooded creatures who take it all for granted.
Because of the baby's unusual past and how well-behaved he was, Fang Yan had the idea of spoiling him rotten.
But she was only thinking about it; she wouldn't actually do it.
The baby also took a bite and imitated Fang Yan's words, "The pancake that Mom gave me is really delicious."
He ate his pastry while keeping up with Fang Yan's pace. The mother and son walked and stopped along the way, and after a lot of effort, they finally returned to Gouzi Village.
As Fang Yan encountered two women, she was still pondering how to greet them when she saw them walk past her without even glancing at her.
"Pah! This scourge is still alive! Poor Gou Dan, who knows what kind of beating she'll give him next!"
"Oh, poor thing, that child is so thin, I'm afraid she can't withstand a few more beatings from her."
"I saw Gou Dan lying there motionless, could it be..."
...
Their whispers came from behind her, and Fang Yan heard them…
He could only sigh silently in his heart; depression had really ruined the original owner's life!
You can't exactly go up to someone and say that she used to be sick, that she had depression, and that she not only beat her children but also abused herself to the point of being covered in bruises.
A person who even tortures themselves...
Everyone would probably think she's crazy.
Well then, before she has the ability to leave this place, she will try her best to "tear off" the labels such as "harmful" and "vicious" from the original owner one by one.
It would take someone as agile as Zhang Jizhou about twenty minutes to walk from the county town to Gouzi Village.
At Fang Yan's slow pace, like an old ox pulling a broken cart, it took her a full hour to walk.
The baby was only three years old and couldn't walk that far. He kept stopping and starting along the way, and eventually he got so tired that he fell asleep on the cart.
The cart belonged to Aunt Wang, who lived next door to the Zhang family.
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