5.The Stupid thing

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  Wu and Changan knew nothing about the plans of the new house.

  They were bathing and washing their hair in the house.

  Neighbor Qian Saozi helped to boil the water and cooked a pot of porridge.

  The mother and daughter were covered in mud, especially Changan, whose hair was covered in mud. It took two basins of water to wash it clean.

  Wu thanked Qian Saozi: "Thank you, sister-in-law. If it weren't for your help, Changan and I couldn't sleep all night."

  "Why are you being polite? Everyone has difficulties? Oh, by the way, you should lock the door at night and never leave the house at night." Qian Saozi took the bath water out and brought some firewood into the house to heat the kang for the mother and daughter.

  Wu: "I know, the toilet is ready."

  "Okay, I'm going back. Be careful." Qian Saozi patted the grass and dust on her body and walked out the door.

  Wu jumped to see her out the door, then closed the door, bolted it, and locked it with a bolt.

  Then she sat on the kang with Chang'an and ate porridge. After the meal, she put the bowls and chopsticks in the basket and waited to take them to the pond by the village to wash them tomorrow morning.

  After adding a few handfuls of grass to the kang hole, Wu took Chang'an to lie in the warm quilt, looking at the bean-sized light at the head of the kang, thinking about things in her heart .

  Today she wanted to meet the person who delivered the letter, but she missed it.

  She underestimated the viciousness of Zhao Po and her daughter. Who could have expected that a little girl of eleven or twelve years old would have such a vicious heart and push her from behind.

  Fortunately, there was not much water in the ditch, otherwise wouldn't she and Chang'an be in danger?

  Little Chang'an in the quilt was thinking about his aunt's feet. He crawled to the other side of the quilt like a little mouse, hugged the injured foot and blew it, and gently touched the ankle with medicine with his little hand: "Hoo, hoo, it doesn't hurt!"

  The little man puffed up his swollen face and blew on the wound.

  A light flashed from the palm of his hand, and the left face didn't seem to hurt much.

  Chang'an touched his face, huh? How come there is one less bead in the palm of her hand?

  Chang'an blinked, looked at her aunt's ankle, gently covered it with her hand, and said to herself: Aunt's ankle will get better soon.

  After repeating it twice, she saw the last bead in the palm of her hand flashing and gradually disappearing.

  Chang'an was satisfied, crawled back from the other end of the quilt, and got into her aunt's arms.

  Wu's heart melted, hugged Chang'an tightly and murmured: "How great it would be if you were my biological child?"

  She even secretly thought that it would be great if the second sister-in-law didn't come back to pick up Chang'an.

  But how is it possible?

  The second sister-in-law kept sending money and things home, isn't it because she couldn't let go of this girl?

  Wu sighed, and she felt very sad when she thought that she would be separated from Chang'an sooner or later.

  Alas, it would be great if she could also give birth to a daughter as lovely as Chang'an.

  Wu touched her belly.

  She has not been pregnant for three years.

  Previously, she wanted to go to the village to find an experienced midwife, but she and her husband had no money, and her mother-in-law stopped her from going, saying that she also got pregnant late when she was young, so it was no problem.

  Now it seems that her stepmother-in-law doesn't want to give birth to a child herself.

  If the third house has no children and there is no news about the second uncle, won't the entire Song family belong to Song Jizu?

  The more Wu thought

  about it, the more frightened she became. In the past, she was confused and couldn't figure out the tricks. Today, she was pushed down by her sister-in-law, which made her understand a lot of things.

  No matter how much she and her husband do, they can't get any good, they are just free labor for that family.

  So while she and her husband are still young and can still work hard, they must separate from the first house and live separately. It does

  n't matter if they can't get a new tiled house, as long as there is a place to live.

  After making up her mind, Wu relaxed physically and mentally, hugging Chang'an and falling asleep unconsciously.

  The night was long, and Chang'an began to dream again. As usual, she came to a pond, where golden fish swam happily.

  She squatted down and tried to catch the fish with a smile, but her hand was slapped away by the golden fish's tail.

  Chang'an was splashed with water all over her head and face, but she didn't mind at all. She continued to chase the little goldfish and run around the pond.

  After a while, the little golden fish turned into some cute little people. They had long golden hair and golden light all over their bodies. They sat on the rocks in the pond and threw beads at her.

  Chang'an seemed to hear a faint voice:

  [Little stutterer, how did you get into this state? ]

  [Who hit you? ]

  Chang'an looked down at the bruises on her arms and legs, and pouted aggrievedly, "It was the bad grandmother and the bad uncle who beat me."

  She didn't stutter in her dream, so she told the little goldfish all her grievances.

  "Grandma is so bad! She called Chang'an a lowly creature; little aunt is also bad, she poked Chang'an with a needle and it hurt; and little cousin, he always pulls Huahua's hair, and Huahua refuses to go home."

  Aunt said that Huahua was a gift from dad to Chang'an. Because he had to go to a faraway place and could not be with Chang'an, he hired a cat to accompany Chang'an as he grew up.     Aunt also said that dad wanted to raise a puppy, but grandmother didn't allow it, saying that raising a dog would waste food, while cats are different, they can hunt for food when they are hungry.

  But my cousin obviously has a dog.

  "Changan misses dad." Changan shed tears.

  In fact, she didn't remember what dad looked like, but when she saw her uncle, she felt like she saw dad.

  Uncle has been out for a few days, and Changan missed him a little.

  If uncle was at home, aunt wouldn't be beaten .

  The little goldfishes listened to little Changan quietly, and spoke one after another: [Little stutterer, pick up the beads and eat them, and your wounds will heal. ]

  [Beads will also bring you good luck! ]

  [Pick them up quickly, don't leave any behind]

  Changan blinked, looked down at the beads rolling at her feet, and didn't dare to take them.

  So many beads, if they all got into the palm of my hand, it would be terrible.

  [Stupid! ]

  The little goldfishes jumped into the water, hid at the bottom of the pool and ignored her.

  Changan felt wronged, and in order not to be a fool, she decided to pick up the beads.

  One, two, three. There were so many that she couldn't hold them with one hand.

  Changan remembered what the little goldfish said, tried to put a green bead into her mouth, and her eyes lit up immediately.

  It's sweet! It melts in your mouth, so delicious!

  Changan licked her lips, looked at the blue and green on the ground, picked up another blue bead and put it in her mouth.

  Huh? Why is this one bitter?

  Changan wrinkled her little nose and swallowed the bitterness in her mouth with difficulty.

  Sticking out her tongue, she lay down by the water, scooped up a handful of water with her little hand and put it in her mouth, which relieved the bitter taste in her mouth.

  Suddenly, she saw the reflection in the water, and her face had returned to normal.

  Little Changan touched her face and wanted to get closer to take a closer look, but when she got closer, she could only see the bottom of the water, without a reflection.

  Helplessly, she had to pick up all the beads on the ground, endured the tingling scalp, and watched them drill into the palm of her hand one by one.

  Gradually, two beads, one blue and one green, gathered in the palm of her hand into the shape of a small seedling. The blue one was the branch and the green one was the leaf.

  Chang'an was horrified.

  How could a tree grow in her palm? What if it grows up and pierces through her? She didn't want to be a tree that couldn't walk.

  Chang'an pouted and wanted to cry again.

  But her aunt said that children who always cry will have chapped faces, and they will be ugly like old tree bark in the future.

  She didn't want to look like old tree bark, so she couldn't cry anymore.

  Chang'an touched her palm and slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

  After two cocks crowed, the sky was slightly bright.

  Wu got off the kang to relieve herself and suddenly found that her ankle was no longer swollen.

  She didn't dare to be careless and tried to stand on this foot.

  After slowly standing up, she walked a few steps and it really didn't hurt at all.

  Wu was surprised.

  The village bell doctor's skills were really amazing. Yesterday he fixed her bones and applied a layer of black ointment, saying that she would be healed in ten days.

  But she was healed the next day. She must thank him when she returns.

  Wu tucked in the quilt for the sleeping Chang'an, closed the door, carried the chamber pot to the toilet, and then went to the distant ditch to rinse it several times.

  The crowing of cocks in the early morning came one after another. There were already old people carrying dung baskets in the village to pick up dung. Through the light mist, their coughs could be vaguely heard.

  Wu walked back with the chamber pot. Just as she entered the house, she was suddenly hugged by someone.

  "Sister-in-law, are you lonely alone?" Song Jizu's face, swollen like a pig's head, came closer, and his mouth almost touched Wu's nose.

  Wu screamed in fear and swung the chamber pot at him.

  Song Jizu covered her mouth with one hand and snatched the chamber pot with the other hand, saying, "Why are you pretending to be a chaste woman? What's wrong with playing with your brother? Anyway, your husband is not at home. Maybe your brother will help him sow seeds, and you will be pregnant tomorrow."

  Wu was furious and hit him with the chamber pot like crazy, "Get out! Go sow seeds for your mother!"

  (End of this chapter)