Chapter 59 Not His Biological Son
What is the relationship between Granny Wu and your father?
Ye Wan suddenly remembered the old man from the other day.
Daya spoke softly, “Grandma Wu lives in the last house at the end of the village. She’s all alone now. Nobody in the village wants to see us. When Sanya was little, Dad asked her to come and help take care of her. But when Sanya could walk and Erya and I could take care of her, she stopped coming.”
At that time, she and Er Ya were still young and were quite afraid of Granny Wu because her eye was very frightening. In addition, after hearing from the villagers about Granny Wu's evil deeds of killing men and children, they were even more afraid of her.
Daya told Ye Wan about Granny Wu's story.
Ye Wan thought that based on Lin Anyuan's attitude that day, she should treat Granny Wu as an elder.
Since she's an elder, why not let the three children go over? She's been here for over a month, and she hasn't seen Lin Anyuan interact with anyone in the village.
"Da Ya, how did you come to recognize Lin Anyuan as your father?"
Ye Wan looked at Daya.
She had previously thought that Daya and Erya were brought by the woman who had been with Lin Anyuan, but she only found out yesterday that Erya was not.
That big girl...
Daya lowered her head instantly, her face turning deathly pale. "I...I was sold by human traffickers...I met my father, who used the money he had to buy me and made me recognize him as my father, saying that he would take care of me when I died."
She was only nine years old then, sold into a brothel and forced to serve customers on the very first day. If it weren't for her father, she...
Ye Wan roughly guessed that Lin Anyuan had gone to Yihong Courtyard and bought Daya.
Seeing that Da Ya's shoulders were trembling, Ye Wan sighed and patted Da Ya's back, "Don't be afraid, it's all over now."
She now feels that Lin Anyuan is a kind-hearted person, even kinder than herself.
He himself was so poor, living in such a dilapidated house, yet he was still willing to raise three girls. A heartless person would have sold them long ago.
Ye Wan told Daya to eat quickly and keep an eye on Erya and Sanya, as she was preparing to go up the mountain again.
What happened yesterday made it impossible for her to stay cooped up like this any longer; she needed more things to protect herself.
As Da Ya watched Ye Wan leave, she drank her chicken soup, her eyes welling up with tears.
"Big sister, why are you crying?"
Sanya held a chicken bone and looked at Daya curiously.
"The chicken soup smells so good, does Sanya want some more?"
Sanya shook her head, her little belly round and full from eating.
Daya wiped away her tears and let Sanya go play in the yard by herself.
"Mother knows how Father saved us, but she didn't ask Sanya."
Inside the room, Daya spoke in a low voice.
"What's the point of asking? Anyway, none of the three of us are Dad's biological children." Er Ya wanted to touch her face.
But her mother wouldn't let her touch it, saying that her hands were dirty and that touching it would prevent the wound from healing properly.
Although she felt that she wouldn't grow up well, she still subconsciously listened to Ye Wan's words.
Daya frowned. "I feel like Mother thinks Sanya is Father's biological daughter."
“How could that be? Dad just abandoned the three of us and left without a word. What kind of father would do that?” Er Ya pouted.
But thinking about the other fathers in the village and how they treat their daughters, I couldn't say anything. Their fathers were actually quite good; they never hit anyone.
As for how she found out that Sanya wasn't her biological daughter? To be honest, Erya felt sorry for Sanya.
She used to be jealous of Sanya, thinking she was her father's biological daughter. Moreover, her father would only hug Sanya whenever he came home, so she would secretly pinch Sanya when no one was around and deliberately bully her.
Later, her older sister found out and told her that Sanya was not her father's biological daughter.
Thinking that her own mother had abandoned her right after she was born and had never even had a drop of milk, making her even worse off than herself, Er Ya finally realized the importance of being an older sister.
Before Da Ya could say anything more, Er Ya took a breath and said, "Big sister, please take a look at me, I'm so itchy."
"Don't scratch the wound. The itching means it's healing."
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One advantage of living in a separate house is that it's easier to avoid people when going up the mountain.
Holding a stick, Ye Wan walked forward, ignoring the sun's heat and tapping away. She already had mushrooms and wild vegetables in her spatial storage; she was looking for something she didn't have.
Today, Ye Wan was exceptionally lucky. She found a Ganoderma lucidum and happily planted it in her space.
She also cut off the ginseng roots that Lin Anyuan gave her last time and planted them; now there's a large patch of them.
With these items, she could already make a lot of money. When she found a suitable opportunity, she would sell them and move to the prefectural city with Lin Anyuan and the three maids.
Ye Wan had given up on the idea of renting a courtyard in town. The town was too dilapidated, and given Lin Anyuan's reputation, it wasn't suitable for long-term living.
If he moves to a different place, no one will know about his past, and the family can start over.
"You're just a young woman, running off to the deep mountains, you've got some nerve."
Ye Wan discovered a medicinal herb that could stop bleeding and was about to dig it up when she suddenly heard someone speaking, which startled her so much that the hairs on her body stood on end.
When I turned around, I saw someone jump down from the tree.
Ye Wan's heart was pounding as she recognized the person as the one she had eaten noodles at her stall before.
She hurriedly said with a frightened expression, "Please don't tell anyone. My daughter Er Ya was burned yesterday. The doctor prescribed some medicine, and I'm here to try my luck."
Chu Xiujie looked at Ye Wan with surprise for a moment.
Ye Wan then remembered that she hadn't blackened her face when she left home, in case this person got lustful...
Chu Xiujie was surprised to find such a beautiful woman in such a small place. He shifted his gaze from her face to the small basket in her hand.
"I saw you digging for something else before, where is it?"
Ye Wan was startled and pushed the basket forward, stammering, "It's all...it's all here."
She didn't know how long this person had been watching, or what would happen if he discovered the secret of her space.
No, it's impossible to find.
Chu Xiujie stared at Ye Wan, looking at her and the things in the basket, and reached out to pull her.
Ye Wan took a step back in fright, pleading in fear, "Good sir, I have three daughters at home, please, spare me."
Chu Xiujie's face darkened. "What kind of person do you take me for? It's dangerous in the mountains. I'll take you down."
He's seen beautiful women before, why would he force himself on a village girl?
Ye Wan breathed a sigh of relief, feigning timidity as she spoke softly, "But I haven't gathered any herbs yet, and my Er Ya..."
"This is a top-quality wound medicine. It can be used for any external injury and is more effective than the ones you dug out." Chu Xiujie took out a small, sealed wooden jar from his pocket.
He already knew what happened yesterday; that young lady was really unlucky.
"Really? Thank you so much, sir!"
Ye Wan looked flattered and overwhelmed, as if she had never seen anything like it before.
Chu Xiujie's lips twitched; he never expected to be called a hero one day.
Ye Wan followed Chu Xiujie down the mountain, thinking that he would leave after they reached the bottom, but he escorted her all the way to her doorstep.
Ye Wan's heart pounded. What exactly did this person want to do?
"Madam Ye, is your husband home?"
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