"Hey, why did this happen again?"

"Osmanthus is so pitiful. When will this day end?"

"This Xiaofu lives longer than Dafu. Dafu died at the age of 30, and Xiaofu must be over 40 this year."

People in the village were talking about it.

Some young and middle-aged men who couldn't stand it anymore went up to scold Hu Xiaofu.

"Hu Xiaofu! What are you doing? Put down the stick!"

"If you dare not obey, we will beat you to death!"

Although Hu Xiaofu looks big and strong, he was very powerful when chasing Hu Guihua, but the men in the village surrounded him and shouted at him, saying they would beat him up viciously.

He was so scared that he almost wet his pants, and he immediately threw the rolling pin to the ground: "No, no more, I won't do that."

A woman in the village said with disdain: "Even though he is a fool, he knows who can be beaten and who cannot be beaten."

"That's right." They were all from the same team, and they all knew the situation of Hu Cuizi's family.

"He didn't dare to mess with the stronger kids, but when he beat Guihua from childhood to adulthood, he was so ruthless."

Hu Guihua fell to the ground crying: "I don't want to live anymore."

Listen to what she said.

The villagers immediately felt sympathy for her. If they were to live the same life as Hu Guihua, they would not want to live either.

When Hu Guihua was a child, she was not very conspicuous. She kept her head down and worked all the time. She didn't dare to talk to anyone. Later, when she grew up, she occasionally helped other people with their work. During the busy farming season, Hu Quezi sent her to work for others, and in return, others would also help their family carry grain for the autumn harvest.

Over time, everyone knew that Guihua was a good child. She was diligent, down-to-earth, capable, and had a good heart.

What a pity, how did we end up at Hu Cuizi’s house?

If a family cannot support a child, even if they give the child away, they will try to find a family with better conditions so that the child will not suffer.

Hu Quezi wanted to adopt a child for seven or eight years, but no one was willing to give him a home.

Why?

Need I ask?

It is clear that if you give him a family, he will have to serve a family of four disabled people. This is a bottomless pit. He will be a hard-working ox that works himself to death. The boy will not be able to find a wife and the girl will not be able to get married. They will work hard for the family until they die, and then they will be lonely for the rest of their lives. Who would want their child to suffer like this?

So, when Hu Quezi adopted Guihua, they all said privately that she must have been stolen from somewhere.

"Guihua, you are so old, don't say such things. You are suffering so much."

"Yes, you still have two daughters. When the eldest and second daughters become successful, you will have a stable life for the rest of your life."

Such pale words of comfort are all they can offer now.

Hu Guihua's heart was in pain as if it was bleeding. How could she bear to let herself become a burden to her two daughters?

"Wow, wow, wow, what should I do? Luckily I hid the kitchen knife today, otherwise, he would have used it to chop me again."

It has happened before.

Everyone in the village has seen it.

What can I do?

This is her family's business.

"Flower, where are you, flower, Xiaofu..."

There was a commotion over there, with everyone talking about it, when from not far away came Qian Liuni's crying voice.

Everyone looked back and saw Qian Liuni holding a stick, lighting the ground and coming towards them.

Qian Liuni has been blind all her life and is familiar with the roads here.

"Flower, are you okay?"

"I am an old blind woman. I can't see. Can someone help me take a look at my poor flower? What's wrong with her?"

"Where's my Xiaofu? Did he fall? This poor child has a mental illness. You can't hit him."

Seeing her coming, the villagers were silent. They had all seen how Qian Liuni treated Hu Guihua over the years. She was just a nanny.

Hu Quezi was a simple-minded man. He beat the man in front of others. The more others tried to persuade him, the harder he beat him.

It seemed that if he didn't beat Hu Guihua, he wouldn't be able to show how powerful he was.

Qian Liuni spoke in a soft voice, always saying that our family is pitiful and that we are all pitiful. The implication was that we are pitiful so you should help us and tolerate us without asking for anything in return. As for Hu Guihua, she only expressed concern, but her heart was still with her own Dafu, Erfu and Xiaofu.

Because he was born with various brain diseases, Dafu died a few years after he was born. Erfu was then called Dafu, and it was said that he was trying to deceive the King of Hell and that there was no such person as Erfu. People in the village just called him that, but he lived for more than thirty years but still died.

Now this little blessing is Qian Liuni's life.

"It's okay, let's go back."

The villagers dispersed one after another, and no one wanted to talk to Qian Liuni.

Talking to her and just listening to her crying made me feel extremely uncomfortable, and looking at her bitter face made me feel even more suffocated.

Hu Guihua watched her adoptive mother come out with a stick and walk such a long way.

She knew it very well. She was not worried about her, but was afraid that Xiaofu would fall. He had a brain disease and a poor sense of balance, so he often fell.

Dafu fell into a ditch while running downhill and hit his head on a rock at the bottom of the ditch and died.

When there was no one around, Qian Liuni asked Hu Guihua to help her walk.

Hu Guihua paused and went to help her.

Qian Liuni cried and said, "Xiaofu is a fool. How much strength can he have? He hit you twice and then he stopped. Why are you running?"

"Your second brother fell to his death while running. Do you want to kill Xiaofu in the same way?"

"I only have this one son, and I'm counting on him to get married and give me grandchildren."

Hearing this, Hu Guihua showed a mocking expression on her face: "Aren't you afraid of giving birth to another fool?"

"What are you afraid of? Don't we still have you as our aunt?" Qian Liuni didn't think this was too much: "I've asked around. There's a silly girl in Qiaojia Village, she's over 30 years old, she gave birth to a son and asked someone to return her. She can have a child, and the betrothal gift is only 10,000 yuan."

Hu Guihua closed her eyes and said, "There is no money at home."

"How can there be no money? Daya and Erya are working outside and earning a lot. Even if they don't make much money, when they get married in the future, the dowry will be at least 20,000 or 30,000 yuan." Qian Liuni was thinking about this when she was willing to let Guihua bring the two girls back.

The woman got divorced, and her parents wouldn't let her take care of the child, so it would be difficult to find another family with the child. But she told Hu Guihua from the beginning that she was afraid the child would be wronged by the stepmother, so she asked her to take the child back. Our family is poor, but we will not let the child suffer any grievances.

This is what she had in mind.

Just like osmanthus, if you raise her up, she can work when she is young and get married and earn dowry when she grows up.

As for supporting them to go to school, since the family conditions are not good, they should be more sensible. What kind of school should they go to?

So many people in the village have never been to school, so what? Isn't life still the same?

But Guihua was disobedient. She would rather borrow money and sell blood to make trouble with Cao Tianwang, so that her two daughters could finish junior high school.

Didn't you go out to work? It delayed you for a few years.

If I had gone out to work earlier, I would have earned enough money to build a house for my family.

Yes, build a house.

"Didn't we say before the New Year that when Xiaofu gets married, we have to give him two rooms..."

Qian Liuni kept chattering, and Hu Guihua entered the yard and slammed the door of her room.

Qian Liuni was shocked and wondered what happened to Hu Guihua?

Is she unwilling to spend this money? Oh my god, how can she have such a conscienceless thought? Is it easy for a family like theirs to support her?