Only the corners of the bluestone steps still have scattered snow.

The small wooden door is old, the edge has been worn into a clear line, the original color can no longer be seen under the grinding of the years, and the eyes are uneven.

Yu Feiwan helped the old lady step onto the steps, raised her hand and knocked lightly on the door, "The daughter-in-law of the Qin family, the daughter-in-law of the Qin family, open the door." ”

The small wooden door was tied from the inside, and with the old lady's beating, the small wooden door trembled slightly.

The old lady called for a long time, and only then did the sound of harmony come from the small wooden door.

With a creak, a middle-aged woman wearing a blue headscarf appeared in front of Yu Feiwan and the old lady.

The old lady looked natural and kind, and said with a smile, "The daughter-in-law of the Qin family, the snow on the road has not been shoveled yet, and the road is full of carts carrying buckets to pour snow into the big pool. ”

The old lady found a very suitable and credible reason in a few words.

Yu Feiwan looked at the Qin family's daughter-in-law without a trace.

Looking at his face, he is not bitter and mean, and he does not show bitterness and hatred because he has no children under his knees.

The daughter-in-law of the Qin family took the initiative to reach out to help the old lady, smiling, "Isn't this door just for getting in and out of dealings, what kind words did the aunt of the Yu family say?" ”

"Come in, come in."

"I think at the beginning, when Pingping was a child, I hugged her."

The old lady and the daughter-in-law of the Qin family greeted each other warmly.

As soon as he entered the small wooden door, Yu Feiwan saw the good-looking flowers that Yu Peng said.

Except for the plum blossom tree that blooms in the cold to welcome spring, the flower garden is desolate and desolate, and there seems to be a steady stream of vitality under the snow cover, just waiting for the spring in March, and the spring flowers will bloom.

Although the daughter-in-law of the Qin family and the Guo mother-in-law's family both live in the old house, they are not close.

Passing through the empty courtyard and crossing the moon cave gate, you can see the rooms of Guo Pozi's house.

"Aunt Yu, I'll send you here."

"There's still my family's medicine on the fire."

At the door of the Moon Cave, the daughter-in-law of the Qin family smiled honestly and straightforwardly.

Along the way, from beginning to end, Yu Feiwan kept his ears up, wanting to hear whether there was Zhang Fengjiao's voice.

It's a pity that apart from the man's heart-rending cough, there is only a howling northwest wind.

It seems that it should not be the Qin family husband and wife who are involved with Tian Yougen.

The old lady and Mrs. Guo, who was pouring coal ash into the yard, collided with each other.

Mrs. Guo's eyes flickered, her expression was a little uncomfortable, and she was vaguely ashamed that she was alone outside the temple yesterday and did not help her.

After all, in the past few years, Mrs. Guo and the old lady have a relatively close relationship.

"I don't blame you, you see I'm not okay."

The old lady was on crutches, laughing and quipping.

Mrs. Guo's face that had experienced the vicissitudes of life showed an inconspicuous flush, "I just can't help it." ”

"Look at the direction you came from, from the Qin family's daughter-in-law?"

Mrs. Guo put the bucket with coal ash under the eaves, holding the old lady in one hand and Yu Feiwan in the other.

Mrs. Guo's hands were rough and warm.

As soon as you enter the house, the heat is blowing on your face, and the people of all ages are very lively.

The old lady took out a few bags of tight pastries from her pocket and handed them to the children in the house, and the crisp and pleasant sound echoed in the room.

Mrs. Guo took the old lady into the inner room, and Yu Feiwan was surrounded by three children and called her sister.

The voices of the old lady and Mrs. Guo were not real.

Yu Feiwan also disarmed and surrendered under the sister who said one after another, and one of them gave a piece of sweet sugar.

Before leaving, Mrs. Guo couldn't help but stuff Yu Feiwan with a piece of bacon.

"Grandma, have you found anything?"

Yu Feiwan blinked his eyes and asked curiously.

When returning home, the old lady and Yu Feiwan chose to take the main road, passing by the inverted house that was about to collapse.

Compared with Mrs. Guo's house, it is a little scary.

The old lady pressed Yu Feiwan's hand and shook her head solemnly, "Go back and say." ”

Yu Feiwan was shocked, and the old lady's hands were cold and scary.

Silence all the way.

When I returned home, a bowl of hot water was put down, and the old lady looked as usual, "Tian Yougen has no friendship with the long-term workers in the old house, and he has not come to deal with them in these years, but listening to what Mrs. Guo meant, Tian Yougen's father Tian Laohan is quite familiar with the long-term worker, and Tian Laohan has also done short-term work in the old house." ”

"Mrs. Guo knows these because her wife, who died early, used to always deliver food to the landlord's house, and when she came and went, she heard a lot of things in the house."

"I inquired again by the way, and the person who was still familiar with the long-term worker, Mrs. Guo said that the old widower at the entrance of the village was a distant cousin of the long-term worker."

"It is said that in the early years, I also worked in the old house, and my hands and feet were not clean and I was kicked out."

"What the old widower is, I told you."

"Hearing Mrs. Guo say this, I panicked in my heart."

"Tian Laohan has been dead for several years, and Tian Yougen suddenly walked around with Changgong again, it's strange that there is no greasy here."

"Grandma saw that you also listened carefully in the old house just now, and there was no voice of that little girl at all."

"What I'm worried about is that Tian Yougen probably wants to entrust Changgong as a lobbyist to match him with the old widower."

"I'm afraid that little girl's life is going to be difficult."

After listening to the old lady's words, Yu Feiwan's heart sank even more.

Tian has roots, not only is not a person.

The old lady can vaguely know the rumors of the old widower at the entrance of the village, and Tian Yougen will never know anything about it.

But in order to get out of trouble and make another ill-gotten gain, Tian Yougen did not hesitate to plan to push his daughter into the fire pit.

Of course, this may also be just her unfounded speculation.

But in fact, Tian Yougen's impression on her was extremely poor.

Whether you see it with your own eyes or say it from the mouths of others.

The old lady's personality, she knows very well that she will never smear and slander Tian Yougen for no reason.

This is a bit troublesome, and it is even more tricky than Lin Haihong's matter.

Lin Haihong is a blood relative, and there is a big Buddha like an old lady, who protects and raises him, which is reasonable for both public and private.

But Zhang Fengjiao ......

can only be exchanged for a dog to meddle with a mouse.

Yu Feiwan lowered his head, his mind was spinning wildly, but he couldn't think of a good idea.

Call the police?

Not.

In this era, many people are buying and selling in the name of adoption.

Even if you give money, it is in private, and it won't be on the bright side at all.

Seeing that Yu Feiwan was worried, the old lady gritted her teeth, "If you are really worried about that little girl, grandma can pay for her." ”

"Anyway, Tian Yougen just wants to get rid of trouble, let's take the initiative to adopt that little girl, Tian Yougen will save trouble."

Yu Fei was stunned for a moment, and hesitated in his heart.

Zhang Fengjiao is a very good friend of Pingping, and she subconsciously wants to help Pingping protect this young warmth.

And Zhang Fengjiao treats Pingping sincerely.

(End of chapter)