Within two days, Qian Shulan had found the cotton seeds that she had asked Huang Niu to help her find.
Qian Shulan sent cotton seeds to No. 153 and also introduced the planting methods and suitable climate in detail.
153 numbers are all written down one by one.
Qian Shulan spent the rest of her time visiting various adoption centers in Liuguan County, but unfortunately she never found a suitable baby boy.
She had no choice but to go to the hospital to ask. She heard that some babies were born too weak and could die.
Unexpectedly, before Qian Shulan reached the door, she saw a country man driving a horse-drawn carriage parked at the door. He seemed very anxious. After stopping the carriage, he and several men in the carriage lifted the man down from the carriage.
They rushed in directly, shouting, "Everyone, please make way, doctor, help me." It was a group of people in a hurry.
There was an obvious winding trail of blood on the road they had squeezed out.
There were two women in the carriage. One of them cried until her eyes were red and swollen like a peach. "Third wife, you can't abandon me."
Another aunt helped her down and kept comforting her, "Don't scare yourself. San Tai will be fine."
The two of them supported each other and walked into the hospital.
The carriage just stopped at the door, without anyone looking at it.
However, given the current public security, no one would dare to steal it even if it was left here.
Qian Shulan frowned and thought for a long time before she remembered that she knew these two people.
The third wife was the man from whom she had bought prey, and the woman crying heartbreakingly was probably his wife. The aunt comforting her was the middle-aged woman who had led her there.
Qian Shulan thought about it and walked in.
She had just asked the nurse where the patient was, but as soon as she walked into the corridor, she heard a shrill cry, "Third wife, how could you be so cruel? You left us, an orphan and a widow, behind. How are we supposed to live?"
Qian Shulan's heart tightened and she paused. The person was gone
She stood in the corridor, quietly watching the villagers comfort the woman. She sighed heavily, then turned and left.
Qian Shulan returned to the countryside with a heavy heart.
Life is so fragile. A strong laborer is gone just like that.
Thinking back to when she bought the game, she heard the aunt say that the third wife wanted to earn money to buy a coffin and burial clothes for her father. But he passed away earlier than his father. It must be said that fate plays tricks on people.
It is such a sad thing that the elderly see their loved ones die.
Back at the Water Conservancy Bureau, Qian Shulan went to pick up Xiaodie from school, but she happened to meet Wang Shouzhi holding Xiaodie's hand.
Qian Shulan then told the whole story of how Xiaodie was abused.
Wang Shouzhi held Xiaodie's hand and felt very guilty.
Qian Shulan complained, "Why don't you ask about the person you're looking for to help you look after your child?"
Wang Shouzhi blushed, and he took a long time to explain, "The woman's husband is my colleague who went on a mission with me. He took the initiative to find me. I just came to the Water Conservancy Bureau not long ago and I don't know these people very well."
Qian Shulan sighed, "So what are your plans?"
Wang Shouzhi thought for a moment and said, "I can only trouble Fourth Brother. I don't feel comfortable leaving it to others."
Qian Shulan nodded, "Okay. Your fourth brother is better than an outsider anyway. However, you should hurry up and find the right person. Your fourth brother sometimes goes out on missions. I'm afraid he won't be able to help you take care of the children then."
Wang Shouzhi thought the same. He would definitely find out the person's character this time and not agree to anything out of consideration.
Early the next morning, Qian Shulan took a ox cart and then walked to Changshan Village.
She carried her things and wanted to go see the old man, but before she reached the door, she saw that the funeral had already started.
Moreover, two people came out together.
It turned out that when the old man heard that his son had died, he kept blaming himself for being a burden to his son, and later he hit his head against the wall and died.
So, the two funerals were held together.
Qian Shulan looked at the frail woman kneeling in front of the coffin.
Because they were afraid of being found out for being superstitious, they didn't even dare to burn paper, so they just lit a stove with a white candle inside.
Kneeling next to her was a three-year-old boy, the same child who almost tripped her last time.
Qian Shulan felt very uncomfortable when she saw the confused and innocent face of this skinny little child.
She handed over what she had brought.
The third wife saw something approaching her, looked up, frowned and thought for a long time before she remembered who she was.
She forced a smile on her face, "Auntie, I'm sorry, your fifty dollars..."
She wiped her tears and couldn't continue.
Several other villagers looked over when they heard her.
Qian Shulan sighed, "Forget it, it's not easy for you orphans and widows."
In this era, it was very difficult for a woman to raise a child. Moreover, the famine that followed...
Although Qian Shulan is not a saint, she cannot force an orphan and a widow in trouble to death.
When the third wife heard her words, she wiped the tears from her face and kowtowed to her, "Aunt, thank you. I have no other choice."
Qian Shulan felt like there was something stuck in her throat. She didn't know if it was her illusion, but it seemed like the woman was waiting for her to say this.
Qian Shulan was too lazy to explain. She helped her up, nodded at her, and turned to leave.
The third wife grabbed her arm and said, "Aunt, don't leave."
Qian Shulan turned around and looked at her with some confusion.
The third wife took the little boy's hand and put it into Qian Shulan's palm, wiping her tears and begging, "Aunt, I know you are a kind person, please save this child."
Qian Shulan was a little confused. She narrowed her eyes slightly and glanced at the other person's face. She saw that she looked so weak and crying, but she was actually quite beautiful.
Qian Shulan felt that she was really crazy. Her husband had just died, how could she have the energy to dress up
Qian Shulan shifted her gaze away from her and swept to the other people in the room.
There were several candles lit in the room, so Qian Shulan could see everyone's expressions clearly. Everyone seemed to be frowning.
The third wife also followed her line of sight and looked around at everyone, bowing to each one of them, "Uncle, Grandpa, Third Uncle, Third Grandpa, I have no choice. As a woman, I just want a piece of land to live on, clothes to eat and so on. But the third wife is gone, and as a woman, how can I hunt? I can't afford to raise a pillar either."
An old man frowned and scolded, "Third wife, what nonsense are you talking about! Even if you want to remarry, you should wait until the seventh day after Third Wife's death. It's only the second day, why are you in such a hurry?"
The third wife hurried over to him and explained, "Master, you misunderstood. I'm not in a hurry to remarry. I'm just worried that after I'm gone, there will be no one to take care of Zhu."
The others looked at her in surprise, "You don't want to take Zhuzi with you when you remarry? He's only three years old, and you're abandoning him. How can you be so cruel?"
"Yes, Third Wife, you can't do things this way. If you want to remarry, we are not cruel people and we won't stop you, but Zhuzi is your son. When you are old, he can still take care of you and see you to the end of your life. If you abandon him, who can you rely on in the future?"
Seeing that everyone was condemning her, the third wife waved her hands and said, "No, that's not what I meant. I meant to find a good family for the third wife."
After hearing this, most people were silent. Only a small number of people objected, saying, "It's not easy for everyone these days. Who would raise a child for you?"
"That's right. I can't even take care of my own family, so who would be willing to help others raise theirs?"
"Yes, Third Wife, you should raise the child yourself. There is a difference between a biological child and a non-biological child."
The third wife did not answer them. She wiped her tears and turned to walk towards Qian Shulan.
Qian Shulan had already guessed her intention by now.
Although, she also happened to be adopting a child. Most three-year-old children actually don't remember anything.
It doesn't matter if he remembers it. I raised him with my own hands anyway. As long as he is educated properly, he can still be filial.
But she doesn't like being calculated against.
It is one thing for her to be kind, but it is another thing for her to be schemed against.
She looked at the woman quietly.
"Aunt, I have no choice. Zhuzi has been a well-behaved child since he was young, so please accept him. I don't ask him to have a good life, as long as he has something to eat." While speaking, she had already knelt down in front of Qian Shulan and kowtowed several times.
Boom, boom, boom, each time she hit him with great force, her forehead soon turned purple.
Qian Shulan pursed her lips and said nothing, nor did she look at the child.
Others also looked at her.
The atmosphere froze for a moment, and Qian Shulan sighed heavily, "You probably don't know the situation of my family. Although we have many strong laborers, the land in the village is very poor, and we can only make ends meet, so how can we have the energy to raise a child."
No one said anything. These days, no one is rich. It is difficult to support oneself, let alone support other people's children.
The third wife refused to give up. She had finally found a kind-hearted man. She did not ask for her son to have a good life. She only hoped that her son would not be abused. "Aunt, you just need to give him something to eat. Zhuzi eats very little and is easy to raise." She did not want to give Zhuzi away, but she had no choice. She had a child, so how could she marry into a good family? She could only give him away.
Qian Shulan deliberately showed an embarrassed expression on her face.
After thinking for a while, Qian Shulan pretended to agree reluctantly, but she also put forward three conditions, "First: You can't take the child back in the future. Second: If you want to see the child, you must get my consent. You can't see the child in private, and you are not allowed to teach him bad things. Third, the child must change his surname to Wang."
All three conditions were reasonable. The third wife agreed without further consideration.
Although others were not satisfied with the last condition, they raised children for their old age, so they naturally tried to hide the fact that they were not their biological children. So, they didn't say anything. I just hope that the third wife won't regret it. By then, it will be too late.
After signing the agreement, Qian Shulan took the little boy and was about to leave.
The little boy pursed his lips and looked at the third wife's face with pleading eyes, while his other hand tightly held the third wife's clothes.
The third wife hugged her son and cried heart-wrenchingly, saying over and over, "Mom has no choice, Zhuzi, don't hate me." Then, she forcefully pried his hands apart and pushed him towards Qian Shulan.
She didn't look back until the person left, but a bloody mark was left on her lip from her bite.
After returning, Qian Shulan handed the child directly to the third brother and his wife, asking them to take care of the child personally.
"Child, I've brought her back to you. You can take good care of her." After a pause, he added, "But don't spoil her."
The child's nickname is Zhuzi and will not be changed. His full name is Wang Zhenghao.
Wang Shouyi saw that Zhuzi was chubby and very cute, so he immediately nodded in agreement.
Qian Shulan couldn't understand his thinking. He didn't want his own daughter, but insisted on loving a son who had no blood relationship with him.
She looked at Wang Shouyi's Xiaohe with envy and sighed, "Stop looking."
For the three girls, when the time comes, she will prepare some dowries for them and marry them off with dignity, which can also be regarded as a token of love between grandparents and grandchildren.
The author has something to say: Thank you all for your company. Three chapters have been completed today. Keep working on it tomorrow!