Chapter 103 The Scumbag Gets Lost in a Ghostly Path
The toddler, just over two years old, was holding a poisoned pastry that his own father had brought him, and was about to take a bite.
At that moment, Zhang Qiuhe was so shocked that her mind went blank. She disregarded everything else and rushed forward to snatch the pastry from his hand, shouting, "It's poisoned! Don't eat it!"
The little boy had no idea what was poisonous or not; all he knew was that he had never eaten such a beautiful pastry before, and now his own mother had taken it away from him. He was so aggrieved that he almost cried.
Zhang Qiuhe felt heartbroken seeing this, so she hugged her child tightly and comforted him in a hoarse voice, "My dear child, I'll buy you some more to eat tomorrow."
As she spoke, tears streamed down her face.
I thought that Yagyu Gen was only cruel to himself, but I never expected that he would be so cruel to his own son!
It is said that even tigers don't eat their cubs, but Yagyu Gen was worse than an animal.
The little boy was a sensible child. He wiped away Zhang Qiuhe's tears with his little hands and comforted her in his still-undeveloped baby voice, "Mother... don't cry... I won't eat cakes... I'll eat steamed buns..."
The "wowo" he mentioned refers to the cornbread that Zhang Qiuhe usually makes, which is already a given for the mother and son.
Zhang Qiuhe immediately perked up, stood up and said, "Okay, Mother will make you some steamed buns right away."
After saying that, he got up, wrapped up the poisoned pastry, and put it in his pocket.
After dinner, Zhang Qiuhe took the child to Du Wanchun's house and told Du Wanchun and Aunt Zhou everything that had just happened.
"Aunt Zhou, Sister Du, what should I do? Liu Shengyuan isn't planning to leave us a way out!" Zhang Qiuhe cried as she spoke, her eyes swollen from crying in just one day.
Aunt Zhou quickly grabbed a handkerchief and wiped her face. "Qiuhe, don't worry. This Cheng'an County isn't under the Liu family's control. They can't just do whatever they want!"
Zhang Qiuhe held the child in her arms tightly, "I don't care what happens to me, but my youngest son, he's so young. It's bad enough that he doesn't have a father's love... but how can he be treated like this by his own father...?"
Aunt Zhou had long seen through men; Zhang Qiuhe now was just like she used to be.
When she held Zhou Ruiyuan, who had a broken leg, in her arms, wasn't that what she was thinking?
Du Wanchun, who was standing nearby, got up and went to her room, then took out a box of sour jujube cake.
This box of jujube cake was made for her by Aunt Zhou a while ago when she had morning sickness. She usually doesn't eat it, so there's still a lot left.
She placed the jujube cake in the little girl's hand and said with a smile, "Little girl, take this and go play with Uncle Zhao and Uncle Feng."
The little boy nodded, holding the jujube cake.
Zhang Qiuhe immediately understood Du Wanchun's meaning, stopped complaining, and sent Xiaoyao'er to find Zhou Feng and Zhou Zhao.
“Sister Du, I know it’s not good to say this in front of the child, but I have no other choice,” Zhang Qiuhe said, wiping away her tears and sobbing.
Du Wanchun, now a mother herself, understood her feelings perfectly. Holding her hand, she asked, "Sister Zhang, did you keep those pastries?"
Zhang Qiuhe nodded. "I'll keep it."
Du Wanchun said slowly, "I will go to the shop with you tomorrow. Just do as I say."
Zhang Qiuhe looked at her with a puzzled expression, "Sister Du, do you have any good ideas?"
Du Wanchun squeezed her hand and said, "Tomorrow, I'll take you to see someone."
Zhang Qiuhe didn't know many people in the village, and the Zhou family was the one she trusted the most. Moreover, she was willing to do anything for her child, so she nodded without thinking.
Seeing that she had calmed down, Aunt Zhou got up and took out two meat pies from the house, giving one to each of the mother and daughter.
As darkness fell, Du Wanchun and Aunt Zhou didn't let Zhang Qiuhe and the others go back. For their safety, they let the mother and son sleep in the guest room.
Du Wanchun returned to her bedroom after they had fallen asleep.
While the family was fast asleep, Liu Shengyuan was stumbling along a dark path several miles away from Changliu Village.
After leaving Zhang Qiuhe's house, he wanted to walk back to Cheng'an County, but he encountered a ghost wall on the way and couldn't get out until dark.
Perhaps because he had been trapped here for too long, his mind gradually collapsed. He found a tree and knelt down, pleading, "My dear ghost grandmother, please let me go. When I get back, I will definitely burn more paper money for you."
After saying that, he got up and continued walking forward, but when he looked up, there was that tree again.
Yagyu Gen collapsed to the ground, on the verge of tears. "Grandma, why are you doing this to me? I, Yagyu Gen, have never done anything wrong in my life, please let me go!"
After he finished speaking, he kowtowed twice more towards the tree.
At that moment, the cold wind that had been blowing suddenly stopped.
Thinking that the "ghost grandmother" was going to let him go, Yagyu Gen immediately got up and ran forward.
However, this run eventually brought him back to the same spot, where the same big tree still stood before him.
Liu Shengyuan looked up at the tree in front of him with a disheveled expression, his teeth itching with hatred. Finally, he clenched his fists and rammed his head into the tree, shouting, "I'll smash you to death!"
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