It took two hours to ride an ox cart for dozens of miles, Shu Ange's buttocks were about to turn into eight petals, and he finally arrived in the village when it was dark.

She thanked Lao Liu Tou repeatedly, and then returned to Shu Ange and Song's home with apprehension.

Every time he does a task, Shu Ange takes the original owner's relatives seriously.

Although she can't treat Song as her biological mother in her heart, at least she will do everything that a daughter should do.

Song is a good woman, and she loves the only blood left by her husband, so she is treated badly. This time, her father-in-law and mother-in-law sent Zhou Anle away to Chongxi, and she was in a hurry.

hated that the Zhou family was cold-blooded and ruthless, and the Song family forcibly sent An Le to the sedan chair when he was still sick.

It was Song's sister-in-law who came to persuade her, keeping Qingshan and not afraid of no firewood, with a mother like her, Anle could finally have a mother, so she gritted her teeth and survived.

Otherwise, it is estimated that within a few days of Zhou Anle's marriage, the Song family will have to lose his breath.

In the village at dusk, most of the villagers are calling their little cubs to eat at the top of their voices, mixed with the sound of dogs barking one after another.

Shu Ange had been in the modern plane for a long time, and suddenly came to the village, which was still an ancient village thousands of years ago, and his eyes were full of unreal.

The dilapidated thatched house where the Song family lives is next to the big tiled house of Zhou Laosan's family, and there is only one broken door.

The Shu'an singer rested on the door and entered the door lightly, not wanting to alarm the uncle and his family next door to the original owner.

She is a little widow who has been divorced, and if Zhou Laosan and the Liu family know, they will definitely make a fuss about looking for her.

The room was quiet, half-bright, and there was not a kerosene lamp.

Memories return to memories, I really entered the dilapidated yard, looking at the crumbling thatched house, Shu Ange's heart was still cool.

This kind of dilapidated house, I am afraid that the wind and rain will be able to lift the bottom directly. Zhou Anle's mother and son have lived in such a dilapidated house for more than ten years.

Shu Ange was afraid of his strange strength, so he accidentally knocked down the house, so he had to be careful and careful, entered the threshold, and shouted: "Mother, I'm back." ”

Song originally squinted his eyes to do embroidery work by the faint light, and when he heard his daughter's voice, he stood up violently and rolled on the ground.

"Le'er, my poor Le'er, you're back, woo."

Song opened his mouth tremblingly, and whimpered as he spoke, and the mother and daughter were uncomfortable listening to Shu Ange, and their eyes were red.

Seeing that the Song family was in a hurry to come over and knocked down the stool, Shu Ange hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him: "Mother, slow down, my daughter will stay at home in the future." ”

Song stretched out his thin hand, touched Shu Ange, and found that she was not injured or swollen, so he hugged her in his arms and cried: "My hard-working son, why are our mothers and sons so miserable." ”

Her thin chin made Shu Ange's head hurt, but leaning on Song's warm arms, Shu Ange's heart was hot.

It is not easy to have a person who sincerely cares for herself, she will replace Zhou Anle and take good care of the Song family.

What's so great about Cheng Lin'er, she will soon occupy the light of rebirth, so it is difficult to want to turn the sky upside down.

If she really had a brain, she should think about it. Zhou Anle is a good general's wife, why can't he get along with an abandoned woman who has been divorced.

Her so-called Lin Chongguang's deep love for herself is mostly out of imagination.

With Lin Chongguang's affectionate and righteous character, it is really interesting to her, how could she marry someone else.

Shu Ange's immature body is the soul of an adult, who was held to his chest by Song like this, his face was hot, and he struggled to move his face out of Song's chest and said, "Mother, how are you doing at home, are they difficult for you?" ”

The warm conversation was interrupted by Shu Ange's stomach grunting. She hadn't eaten much since she entered the mission plane.

Song Shi came back to his senses at this time, let go of Shu Ange's arm, and hurriedly ran towards the stove in the corner of the room, saying as he walked: "Silly boy, why did you come back with an empty stomach, I see that there are still some dry cakes left in the pot, you can eat some to cushion your stomach first." ”

The light in the room became dimer and dimer, and the spider pulled a long line and hung down from the eaves, swaying.

The smell of cooking food from next door snorted, and then walked to the stove, where there were only two palm-sized black flour cakes in the pot.

Song wiped his hands a little shyly, took out the two pieces of bread, stuffed them to Shu Ange and said, "Here, the girl eats first, and my mother will go to your uncle's house tomorrow to see if she can borrow some rice and come back." My poor children are all incapable of motherhood. ”

There are only two pieces of bread in the pot, Shu Ange has sharp eyes, and the rice at home is not covered, and there is an empty grain of rice inside.

Such a family situation can only be described as poor, and even rats don't want to patronize it, which shows how poor it is.

Even so, Song also took out the only food in the family and gave her to eat.

Shu Ange handed one to the Song family and said toughly: "Mother will eat it too, otherwise I won't eat it either." Her eyes were very firm, and she made up her mind that if Song didn't eat it, she wouldn't eat it.

With tears in his eyes, Song pushed and said, "My mother has already eaten it just now, and you can eat the rest." ”

"Nope."

Shu Ange's attitude was very firm, Song couldn't resist her, so she could only nibble on the cake in her hand with tears, and the two of them took a big bite on the tasteless rough dough cake together.

After eating the bread, Song diligently re-made the bed, and then took out another bed.

It was already completely dark, she lit a kerosene lamp with a very weak light, and cut Shu Ange's hair, she couldn't see enough.

The kerosene lamp was blown by the wind that came in through the cracks in the wall, Shu Ange untied his sparse and yellowed braids, washed his feet, and lay on the bed side by side with Song.

Since beating her daughter and getting married, Song's heart seems to have been hollowed out, and when her daughter becomes a widow, her heart is about to break.

The daughter who is only twelve years old will be in the He family for the third young master for the rest of her life, and the Song family burst into tears when she thought about it.

Now that her daughter can escape from the fire pit, the Song family wants to kowtow to the gods and Buddhas, just so that her daughter can be happy and safe in the future.

As for the upcoming sarcasm and ridicule, Song also thought about it, her daughter is still young and can't be widowed for a lifetime.

She just let go of her old face, and she also wanted her uncle to find a suitable family for her daughter in their village.

In order to save lamp oil, after cleaning up, Song blew the oil lamp and got into the quilt.

Shu Ange and Song were head to head, talking affectionately about what happened after separation, and their cold feet were hugged into their warm arms.

She let out a "ah" and hurriedly pulled her foot out: "Mother, I'm not cold, let's talk to each other for a while." ”

Song couldn't help but put Shu Ange's feet back into his arms, and said, "Silly child, my mother is not cold, I haven't hugged your feet for a long time, I miss you." ”

The two muttered and talked, and it was not until Shu Ange fell asleep groggily that he stopped.