C16 Widow Li

Hearing Widow Li's curses, and seeing the surrounding villagers point fingers and look at her with disdain, Tao Shi's face turned red. Since she came to his house to scold him, it meant that someone in his house must have stolen her sweet potato. Otherwise, if she couldn't find anyone, she would have gone to the village and scolded them. When Widow Li took the sweet potatoes she felt had been lost in her field and left, Taun began to interrogate the children in the house.

Xia Wanqiu was a boy, so she didn't want to fight him. She just lightly touched him twice, and in the end, the bamboo stick fell on Xia Wanqing's body, causing her to bleed on her back. During that period of time, the person she hated most was Widow Li.

But now that Widow Li had extended a helping hand to her, even Widow Li was still smiling at her, while the little boy by her side was also smiling at her, baring his two beautiful canines.

With the strength of Widow Li's hand, Xia Wanqing crawled up from the ground and patted off the dust on her body. She then followed Widow Li inside.

Widow Li's house was a little off, not in the middle of Liu Family Bay, so Xia Wanqing didn't see anyone along the way.

When they arrived at Widow Li's house, Widow Li opened the yard's door to let Xia Wanqing in. Xia Wanqing found that Widow Li's house was still very neat and tidy. The yard was swept and the house was also very clean.

"Sit here for a while." As Widow Li said this, she let Xia Wanqing sit down. She even asked her son to accompany Xia Wanqing while she went to the backyard. It was unknown what she was busy with.

In other people's houses, Xia Wanqing was also a bit reserved. She looked around and found that the room was quite empty. Other than the stool she was sitting on and a small square table, there was no other furniture in the room.

Xia Wanqing's house was made of two layers of mud bricks with tiles on top. Widow Li's house was made of mud and covered with straw. However, this kind of small house was cleaned very neatly by Widow Li.

"What's your name?" Having nothing to do, Xia Wanqing began to tease the little boy in front of her. Actually, she knew his name, and everyone in the village called him Huzi. Since Widow Li was so famous, everyone in the nearby village knew her son's name.

"My name is Liu Yi Xiu, my nickname is Hu Zi." The young boy in front of her said in his childish voice. Xia Wanqing felt that he was indeed a man who lived up to his name. He looked strong, strong, and very cute.

"You're so good-looking, like a little tiger." Xia Wanqing wiped her hands on her clothes before extending her hand to pinch the boy's face.

"Come, wash your face." At this time, Widow Li came back with water. She put the basin on the table and passed the handkerchief to Xia Wanqing.

Xia Wanqing wiped her face and carefully washed her hands clean. Widow Li saw that Xia Wanqing's hands were raw, so she knew the whole story. After Xia Wanqing finished washing up, she put away the washbasin and came back with some wine.

"Are you afraid of pain? If you're not afraid, I'll wipe it off for you. " Widow Li raised the small bowl in her hand for Xia Wanqing to see.

"Not afraid." Xia Wanqing shook her head.

Widow Li asked Xia Wanqing to stretch out her hand. She carefully wiped Xia Wanqing's arm with the bowl of radish. The alcohol touched her skin. To be honest, it hurt a little, but her heart felt extremely warm.

Tears fell down her face again. Xia Wanqing found that she loved to cry more and more.

Widow Li noticed Xia Wanqing's tears and asked softly, "You're still with your child, why are you crying? Is it painful?"

"It doesn't hurt." Xia Wanqing shook her head.

Widow Li lifted Xia Wanqing's sleeve to wipe her elbow as she asked, "Then what are you crying for?"

"I'm not crying." Xia Wanqing wiped away her tears. She would only silently shed tears, but she wouldn't wail like Xia Wanhe, so she had never been able to grab hold of Tao Shi's pulse. However, seeing her tears made Widow Li's heart ache a little more, she sighed and said, "If it hurts, tell me."

"Yes." Xia Wanqing nodded.

Widow Li lifted her knees again and helped her wipe them carefully. Finally, she let her rest before lifting her clothes to reveal her back.

"Hiss …"

Seeing the long, swollen red scar on her back, Widow Li could not help but cry out in alarm. "Ai! You were really ruthless when it came to her!"

The surrounding villages were only so big, and the total population was only so few. The land and houses were not too far apart, and everyone had lived here for a long time, so most of the villagers knew who was in the village.

Xia Wanqing pursed her lips but didn't say anything. She still couldn't hate Tao Shi even if she hated him now. After all, Tao Shi was the only one who spoke up for her at that time. And she was her kin.

"She was forced to feed me, but I didn't listen." Xia Wanqing tried to explain for Tao's sake.

"Okay, no matter what, it's not right for her to hit the child like that." Widow Li said.

Hu Zi also said complacently, "That's right, my mother hasn't even beaten me yet."

"Then you're so happy." Xia Wanqing said, "No matter what I do, I will be beaten."

As Xia Wanqing spoke, she told Widow Li what happened today. She asked, "Sister-in-law Li, tell me, what did I do wrong? Why did my grandmother hit me? "

"No, you didn't do anything wrong. Your grandmother was too biased." Widow Li comforted Xia Wanqing and then sneered, "She was biased towards those two pairs of twins. Anyone with a discerning eye would be able to see that. Who in your village wouldn't say something like that? Only you are born, and you are still so stupid. "

"But she's my grandmother, they're all my family!" Xia Wanqing said again. Was her family really going to let her hate them? The hatred from her previous life had already made her extremely unhappy. She tried to put it down and find problems with herself, but time and time again, when Tao Shi scolded her, she felt that she was right.

"Then learn to put it down." Widow Li looked at Xia Wanqing and said, "What I'm saying is not to let go of your hatred, but to let you learn not to think too highly of your kinship."

Xia Wanqing still didn't quite understand what Widow Li meant, but Widow Li patted her shoulder and went to the kitchen in the backyard to pour her a bowl of water.

Xia Wanqing took the water and took a sip carefully. It was cool and sweet. Only now did she realize that there was some sugar in the bottom of the bowl.

Sugar water was also a precious commodity, it was a treatment that only important guests in the family could have. At the very least, in Xia Wanqing's home, only the sick and sick could have sugar water to drink. Of course, this patient was limited to Xia Wanqiu and Xia Wanhe, not including her, Xia Wanqing.

"Sweet." Xia Wanqing drank a mouthful and said to Widow Li, "Sugar is such a precious thing, how could you give it to me to drink?"

"You're my little guest." Widow Li said with a smile.

"Thank you. You're so kind to me." Xia Wanqing nodded and said, "I was sick last time. My mother couldn't bear to give me some sweet water."

"Alright, it's just a bowl of ordinary sweet water, there's no need for you to be so touched." Widow Li told Xia Wanqing to quickly finish the sugar water so that she could keep the bowl.

Xia Wanqing couldn't bear to drink it. While Widow Li was busy working in the backyard, she beckoned Hu Zi, who was looking at her anxiously, and said, "Come, Hu Zi, I'll give you some to drink."

"No, no, mother gave it to you to drink." Hu Zi quickly waved his hand and took a few steps back.

"Yes, Sister Li gave it to me. Can I give it to you again now?" Xia Wanqing said persuasively, "A child is not allowed to refuse a gift from an adult."

"But you are a child yourself." Hu Zi said.

"I'm no longer a child. I'm a senior to you. Call me Aunt." Xia Wanqing spoke to Hu Zi again as she watched him take two steps forward. She gently pulled him over.

"Come, it's sweet and cold. It tastes good." As Xia Wanqing spoke, she brought the bowl to his mouth.

"Then I'll only drink a little." Hu Zi said this and drank a bit. Then, he slipped away and went to the back of the house to find Widow Li.

"Sigh." When Xia Wanqing saw that the bowl was full of water, she still wanted to persuade him, but this kid ran away like a wisp of smoke.

"This child, what a good home tutor." Xia Wanqing said to herself. If it was Xia Wanhe and Xia Wanqiu, she wouldn't even need to call them. If she left things like sugar and water there, they would probably drink it up secretly while she wasn't looking for them.

Why was there such a huge difference between the two of them? It was just like how even the heartless Tao clan could not match up to a stranger, Widow Li.

Xia Wanqiu thought like this as he slowly drank the sweet water in the bowl. His tears fell into the bowl and he drank them together with her. It had a sweet taste, but also seemed to be mixed with some bitterness.

That evening, Xia Wanqing rejected Widow Li's request to stay at her home, saying that she would return. However, she went to the stream herself. She thought that Tao Shi would come to find her that night, but after waiting for a long time, there wasn't even a shadow to be seen. She had nowhere to go, and she could not bring herself to go to Widow Li's house. She could only curl up by herself by the stream.

She had thought of taking the initiative to go home, but she did not dare to. Perhaps, at this moment, she was waiting at home with a carrying pole. After all, today, in order to chase her, her feet were really injured, so she did not dare to return.

He was going to stay here for the night. Tomorrow morning, he would sneak back to see where that Xia Ye He had hidden his thread. No matter what, he had to beat her up!

The sky was getting darker. Even the most hardworking farmer was rushing home at night. Xia Wanqing stood by the stream feeling cold all over. This wilderness was really eerie. Then, Xia Wanqing started to mock herself. You are a lonely ghost from who knows where, what are you afraid of?

As he thought about this, all those unfathomable sounds disappeared from his ears. He calmed his mind and listened attentively. It turned out to be the shrill cry of an unknown bird, which was extremely terrifying.