Chen Da couldn't sit still after hearing what his wife said. "Wouldn't it be a disaster if you kept the child at home?"
"Who said it wasn't?" Mrs. Chen began to worry.
"Or, let's send her to the authorities." Chen Dadao.
"What official do you want to send?" Mrs. Chen said unhappily, "If the child is really abducted, it will be useless to send him to the official. We will offend Han and your brother for nothing. Your brother might even blame you for being nosy."
When Chen Guanglu was young, he was good at flattering people and making friends everywhere. He also had dealings with officials in the county government. His connections were very wide. What would we say if our family just sent our child there
Could it be that Han sent it, and he turned it over to the authorities because he was afraid of being implicated? Don't let him and his wife blame him in the end, and make trouble for himself instead.
"What should I do?" Chen Da scratched his head and said in annoyance, "This won't work, and that won't work. So why did you agree to her in the first place?"
Mrs. Chen kicked her husband and said angrily, "I told you I didn't react at the time."
Chen Dakeng fell silent and just drank his porridge.
"Humph, didn't Mrs. Han not let the child go out? Then let her get lost by accident." Mrs. Chen's eyes sparkled, "None of us can watch her for twelve hours a day."
Chen Da raised his head from his rice bowl and asked, "What if the child doesn't leave?"
"We won't let her go if she doesn't leave." Mrs. Chen was confident: "There will be a temple fair tomorrow, and many children get lost at temple fairs."
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At night, Yingbao was placed in a small hut where miscellaneous items and firewood were stored.
Mrs. Chen threw her a black, torn linen quilt and let her sleep in the haystack.
After they all left, Yingbao entered the cave to check the items she had collected.
Since the last time Xiaojie fell into the water, he stored a lot of things in the cave.
There were old clothes, old quilts, ropes, baskets and other things, as well as some rice and flour, but these things were of no use for the time being.
She raised her wrist and saw that it had been washed clean, proving that Han and others already knew that she had no birthmark on her body, which meant that Han already thought that she was not her daughter.
But even though he knew that she was not her daughter, he still asked Xiao Han to send her to Zhouhe County, which was more than a hundred miles away, which showed that Han had not given up the idea.
Then what awaits you is either being silenced or being silenced, it is just a matter of time.
If Han really gave birth to a son, or if anything else happened during this period, she would definitely be killed prematurely, there is no doubt about that.
It is very easy for an adult to kill a child and then bury the child somewhere without anyone noticing.
Therefore, I cannot stay in this place, nor can I tell this family the truth.
It would be better for her to pretend to be a little kid who doesn't know anything and then think of a way to escape.
Early the next morning,
The torn quilt on Yingbao's body was uncovered.
Mrs. Chen looked at her with a smile and stuffed two black buns into her hand. "You must be hungry. Eat quickly."
Yingbao calmed down and took the two black buns.
I just heard Mrs. Chen say, "There's a temple fair on the street front today, do you want to go?"
Yingbao's eyes lit up and she nodded.
"Then let the little sister take you there." He pulled the girl over and gave her two cents. "Go to the temple fair and take care of the little sister. She is a relative of your third aunt."
The girl happily took the two cents, took Yingbao's hand and led her outside.
Yingbao followed the girl out with a confused look on her face. When she looked back, she saw Chen's eldest sister-in-law looking at her gloomily.
The sky outside was gray and not yet bright. A girl of eight or nine years old was walking out of the alley with a little girl who was over three years old, and no one noticed.
This alley is dirty and dilapidated, and the people living in it are not rich. Adults and children are all dressed in rags, even worse than the villagers in Dongchen Village.
The girl took Yingbao and turned left and right, crossed two streets, and finally came to the foot of a hill.
There are already many vendors setting up their stalls and displaying their goods here. It looks like it is the day of the temple fair.
The girl took Yingbao to an old elm tree, asked her to sit at the roots of the tree, and said she was going to buy something for her to eat and told her not to wander around.
Yingbao nodded, and then saw the girl jumping away and quickly disappeared in the crowd.
This is, throwing yourself here
Yingbao was surprised, looked around, and immediately stood up and walked in another direction.
There is a large patch of evergreen shrubs ahead, still lush and green in this harsh winter.
Yingbao hid among the bushes and took out a set of old cotton clothes from the cave.
The dress is too short and the color has faded, but it is still wearable.
Yingbao was still worried, so she spread the outside of her old cotton coat in the mud and stepped on it for a while.
When I picked it up again, the outside of this old cotton coat was no longer presentable.
Yingbao stood on tiptoe and looked around. Seeing that there was no one around, she quickly took off her new cotton-padded jacket with red flowers and put on this dirty old clothes. She then tore off the small tuft on her head, grabbed a handful of mud and rubbed it on her head and face. Then she quietly took out a small bronze mirror to look at herself. Well, she was definitely a dirty little beggar.
I had dressed up as a beggar in my previous life, so I had a lot of experience with this kind of dress.
I didn't expect that I would have to dress up as a beggar again today, and I will only be better than my teacher.
If you dress like this, you won’t be kidnapped and sold by bad guys when you walk alone.
Those beggars were not interested in dirty, smelly and ugly little beggars. If they were sent to them, they would be afraid of contracting diseases.
He put away the bronze mirror and new cotton-padded jacket, then lowered his head to check his feet.
He was wearing a pair of half-new cotton shoes, which were warm and light, but seemed to not match his body.
But I don’t have any suitable shoes in my cave, and I can’t go barefoot in the middle of winter.
Forget it, let's leave it at that.
As soon as I raised my head, I met a pair of eyes.
Yingbao took a few steps back in fright.
Crouching opposite her was a teenager in his teens, dressed in ragged clothes and with a dirty face, even more so than she was now. He stared at her suspiciously and asked, "Which mountain are you from?"
Yingbao blinked, "There is no hill."
She understood the young man's jargon and was asking her which beggar gang she belonged to.
The young man scratched his messy hair, stood up and looked around, then he exclaimed, lowered his head and asked, "Did you see a little girl in red? I saw her walk in here earlier, how come she disappeared in a moment?"
Yingbao shook her head: "I didn't see it, probably went that way." She pointed to a narrow path beside the bushes.
The young man was about to go over there, but suddenly he came back and asked, "Since you don't have a mountain, do you want to come with me?"
Yingbao thought about it and nodded: "Okay."
So the two beggars walked down the slope, but when they didn't find the little baby in red, they turned back.
The beggar boy took Yingbao to meet up with another beggar. The two discussed the begging territory and then left.
Yingbao continued to follow the boy and finally found a place with a good road section to squat down.
The young beggar looked around with a pair of bright eyes observing the surroundings. When he saw the kind woman, he urged Yingbao to go forward and beg.
Yingbao had no choice but to run over and stretch out her hands pitifully to the middle-aged woman.
She was familiar with this job, so she did it naturally and fluently, without any embarrassment at all.