The Whole Village Thrives After Adopting a Lucky Girl

Han Juniang stood for a long time, looking at the bustling Jiang San family, feeling jealous and resentful in her heart.

Why were the twin boys not born by themselves? How could he, an outsider, be so lucky that picking up a girl could lead to twins for him?

How could I be inferior to the woman who had been infertile for ten years?

The more Han Juniang thought about it, the sadder and angrier she became, and she almost burst into tears on the spot.

People passing by her whispered to each other, and those who had something good to say greeted her loudly, "Isn't this Second Sister-in-law Chen? She's here to congratulate her, why don't you come in?"

Han froze and stammered, "I'm just passing by." After that, he turned around and left.

I walked quickly as if there was a ghost chasing me behind me.

On the way, I met some village women, gossiping about the Jiang family.

"Today I finally saw the twins from the Jiang San family. Oops, one of them is handsome. They are white and fat, and their little arms are like lotus joints."

"No, Chun Niang is finally proud. She hasn't been pregnant for ten years, but she didn't expect to be pregnant with two sons. Tsk, tsk, tsk."

"So, people should not be judged by their appearance, sea water should not be measured, and even old clams can produce pearls. Those who said Jiang San was going to be the last to succeed should be slapped."

"That's it."

"Hey, Jiang San was also lucky enough to pick up a gift boy. If it weren't for Yingbao, would you have been able to get pregnant as a spring lady? Phew!"

"Not always."

"Why is it not certain? Even Grandma Song said that Yingbao is a blessed child, and whoever picks it up will be blessed."

"Oh, Mrs. Song really said that?"

"No, she also said that the day Jiang San picked up the cherry treasure, the roof of his house was glowing brightly, and a divine light came down."

"Really? Have you seen it?"

"I didn't see it, but the deer that followed Ying Bao all day long is the irrefutable proof. Who can drive such a big deer with such a small kid from all over the country?"

"Oh, that's true. Ying Bao'er is just like a little fairy boy. She looks so fair and handsome, like a painting, not like our village boy.

It is said that she can speak before she is one year old, and now she can read. Tsk, tsk, tsk, do you think any girl in our village can read? "

"Yes, yes."

"Hey, I don't know who Ying Bao's real parents are. She lost a god-given fairy boy. If she finds out in the future, will she regret it?"

"I will definitely regret it, no matter who I put it in, I will regret it."

"There's no point in regretting!"

"that is."

A woman lowered her voice and said, "Hey, do you think the Yingbao belongs to Chen Erlang's family in Nishimura?"

Another person slapped his thigh and said, "Not to mention, the time when I picked up the Yingbao was really the same as the time when Mrs. Chen Erlang gave birth. Oh, the Chen Erlang family gave birth to three or four girls in a row, so they can really throw it. Regarding the child, tsk tsk tsk, this can be regarded as retribution in this world..."

A few people were talking enthusiastically when they suddenly saw someone standing not far away. It was Han, the daughter-in-law of Nishimura Chen Erlang, and they quickly poked each other's arms, winked, and stopped talking.

After a moment of pause, a woman said: "Let's go, I have to go to Jiang Sanlang's house to have full moon wine, so I won't chat with you anymore."

"Then go quickly. My family has already gone there, and maybe everyone is sitting at the table."

"I've gone back too. I haven't cooked lunch at home yet."

Everyone dispersed in a hurry, leaving Han alone not far away.

Han Juniang really shed tears this time.

I ran home in a hurry and lay on the kang, sobbing for a while.

As soon as Chen Changping entered the house, he saw his wife like this and couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong with you?"

Han sobbed for a while and said to her husband, "Erlang, can we get that child back?"

Chen Changping frowned, "What child?"

"It's...it's the one you threw away." Han said, wiping his eyes.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Chen Changping blushed instantly and said angrily: "That child should have died a long time ago! Do you understand that he would have died a long time ago?" After that, he threw up his sleeves and walked away.

Han was stunned for a long time, his face became paler and paler, his fingers tightly grasped the skirt of his clothes, and he felt sad.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether you want the child or not. The main thing is that you don't know whether you will be able to give birth to a son in the future.

What should I do if I never give birth?

Even though she has the support of her sister and brother-in-law from the county town, there is no guarantee that her husband will not change his mind and divorce her in the future.

What should she do if her husband really divorces her? Where can I take refuge?

Her parents died early, and there are no brothers in her family. Although her only sister can help her a little, can she help her for the rest of her life?

The more Han Juniang thought about it, the more scared she became, and the more she thought about it, the more anxious she became.

At this time, the seven-year-old daughter poked her head in from behind the door curtain and said timidly: "Mom, grandma asked you to fetch water. The water tank at home is out of water."

When Mrs. Han heard this, she immediately became angry. She jumped up, picked up a bamboo stick, and hit her eldest daughter on the head. While beating her, she cursed: "You bitch, you're here to boss me around! Aren't you going to pick a fight? I gave birth to you." What’s the use! What’s the use of giving birth to you!”

The eldest daughter was beaten until she held her head and cried, but she didn't dare to hide. Because she knew that the more she hid from her, the harder she would beat her.

"What are you doing?" Mother-in-law Chen Feng rushed over, pointed at Han and cursed: "Why, you were asked to fetch some water and you hit the child. Who are you showing this to? Who were you scolding just now? On the contrary. about you!"

Han ignored her mother-in-law and continued to beat her daughter, "Bitch! Why don't you die? I'll beat you to death."

"Second Brother! Second Brother! Where did you die?"

Mrs. Chen Feng was so angry that she jumped up and shouted that she hadn't seen her second son come out for a long time, and cursed: "You bastard! How dare you criticize your mother-in-law! Second child! You unfilial son! Look how you have spoiled your mother-in-law!"

Seeing that her mother-in-law was really angry, Mrs. Han was afraid of angering her husband again, so she threw down the bamboo pole and went to the kitchen, picked up two buckets and a pole and went out.

Seeing that her daughter-in-law had surrendered, Chen Feng stopped scolding her. She turned to look at her granddaughter who was huddled on the ground and crying. She frowned and said, "Are you stupid? Your mother beat you and you don't know how to run away? It's really useless. Things! Don’t worry about any of them!”

He hurriedly returned to his room and saw the old man leisurely playing with the purple clay pot brought back by his eldest son. He couldn't help but said angrily: "You are having a good time. Didn't you hear the ghosts crying and wolves howling outside?"

"The matters concerning the children and grandchildren are left to her."

Chen Laoshuan didn't care at all and said: "If you take too much control, you will be criticized."

"That's easy to say!" Chen Feng's anger was still lingering, "Then Mrs. Han beats her children until they scream every day, which ruins our family's reputation. Humph! She is so arrogant even after she can't give birth to a son. No one is as hot-tempered as her."

"You take care of her." Chen Laoshuan glanced at his old wife, "Be careful of your anger, and be careful of getting angry and damaging your body. We are all old bones, how many years can we live? Why worry so much."

"I don't want to worry about it."

Chen Feng sat down on the edge of the Kang and said angrily: "But if she keeps doing this, she will soon end the second child's luck."

Chen Laoshuan said nothing, and he was also very dissatisfied with his second daughter-in-law.

Indeed, the second child has always been in trouble in recent years. He has failed several government examinations. I don't know if it was his wife who caused the trouble.

It's just that she can't give birth to a boy. After all, there is no shortage of grandchildren in Chen's family. However, this woman's temper is getting worse and worse, and her whole person is still gloomy, as if someone owes her a hundred dollars, which looks very unlucky.

The old couple were both silent.

After a long while, Mrs. Chen Feng asked in a low voice: "His father, do you think the child picked up by the Jiang family in East Village belongs to the second child?"

Chen Laoshuan glanced sideways at his old wife, "So what if it is, what if it's not?"

It's all gone, it's just a female doll, why bother mentioning it.

Chen Feng thought for a while, then lowered her voice and said, "Haven't you heard? There is a rumor in the village that Jiang Sanlang picked up a lucky doll, and said it was the reincarnation of a fairy boy under Guanyin."

"Don't listen to other people's nonsense." Chen Laoshuan didn't believe such rumors. "There is no such thing as a fairy child in the world, but if a little girl is so expressive, the Jiang family will not be so poor."

"What's wrong with being poor?" Chen Feng rolled her eyes at her husband, "It was his wife who made trouble for him a few years ago. He spent all the money he earned at the drug store."