After returning to his yard, the first thing Hang Shuheng did was to boil hot water for the mother and son to take a bath.

Song Ning stopped him and said, "Forget it, don't bother. It's so hot today, it's okay to just take a cold shower."

The family of three sat in the yard and chatted casually, mostly Yangyang asked questions and they answered. In their previous lives, they were busy with their careers and had many things to deal with every day. After coming here, they had a rare leisure time, which was also a kind of enjoyment for the time being.

Sitting on the hard little stool, Song Ning sighed: "It would be nice to have a rocking chair." Then she could sit in the rocking chair and live her "retirement" life in advance.

"Okay! I'll go discuss it with Shuisheng tomorrow." Hang Shuheng nodded.

Song Ning laughed: "I was just kidding."

"But I think it's pretty good." Seeing her smile, he smiled too.

"Okay, do we have any money?"

"Uh..." Hang Shuheng was depressed. He never thought that he, who had never worried about money, would now face such an embarrassment. "Then... I'll make one for you when I make money."

"Yes! I believe you."

-

Xiaoquan Village.

At the Zhang family, after dinner, Zhang's mother and Hang's mother hid in the side room and whispered to each other for a long time. Except for Zhang's father, no one else outside knew what was going on.

"Sister-in-law, is the person you mentioned really reliable?" In the side room, Hang's mother asked suspiciously.

"Don't worry!" Zhang's mother patted her chest and assured, "The person I found for you is absolutely reliable. He is very capable. If you are worried, just accompany me to meet him tomorrow."

"But, this...isn't this too much silver?" Hang's mother hesitated. The thought of asking that man to pay ten taels of silver seemed like cutting her flesh.

"Oh! My dear sister! Don't hesitate any longer. Do you want that unclean thing to kill your son? It will be too late by then." Seeing her hesitation, Zhang's mother slapped her thigh anxiously.

"But...what if we made a mistake? Wouldn't that mean we would have wasted our money in vain?"

"Oh my! Why are you still worried about that little bit of money at this time?" Zhang's mother looked very disappointed. "People say that spending money can ward off disasters. How can you ward off disasters if you don't spend some money? Shuheng is a scholar. He will definitely have a great future. When he becomes a high official, you will have endless happiness. You can't ruin your happiness for the rest of your life just because you are worried about this little bit of money!"

Zhang's mother tried her best to persuade Hang's mother and saw that she was beginning to waver. She was about to try harder to convince her when she suddenly heard a "clang" from outside, followed by the cursing voice of her daughter-in-law.

This movement actually made Hang's mother calm down and said, "Sister-in-law, let me think about it! Let's talk about this tomorrow."

"But..." Zhang's mother wanted to say more, but when she saw that she had already stood up, opened the door and walked out, she had no choice but to turn her resentment into anger, rushed to the yard, stretched out her hand to twist the ear of a skinny child and started to scold:

"You cheap bastard, I feed you for free, but you're not happy to help me clean up the dishes, right? You broke a bowl, and you won't be able to eat with a bowl from tomorrow..."

She twisted her ears with great force, causing Sanya to feel pain that almost made them numb. She cried hard and said that she didn't mean it. Meanwhile, a fat boy was clapping his hands and cheering in glee.

Since she came back from Shangtang Village yesterday, her mother ignored her. Her grandmother would beat and scold her whenever she saw her, blaming her for talking nonsense. But in just one day, she couldn't remember how many times she was beaten. No one would talk to her as gently as her uncle and aunt in Shangtang Village. She felt very sad when she thought about it.

Zhang Cuiju was originally sitting in the yard. When she saw San Ya being scolded, she didn't show any concern. She just glared at her and went back to her room.

Hang's mother watched coldly for a moment, then made a "Pah" sound and went into the house.

The Zhang family in Xiaoquan Village failed to reach an agreement on their plan, while in Shangtang Village, Hang Shuheng and his family of three came to the foot of the mountain and the upper reaches of the river under the moonlight.

This is a shallow water area with a gentle current. The water level near the shore is only as deep as an adult's knee. This was just now in their own yard when Yangyang kept shouting that it was hot, so Hang Shuheng suggested taking him upstream to take a bath. Song Ning was worried, so naturally he followed.

"Do you want to go downstairs and take a shower? No one will come here late at night." Hang Shuheng looked around and said to Song Ning.

"I don't need it. You guys go take a shower and go back early after you're done." Song Ning shook her head. She really couldn't expose herself in such an open air place, even though it was night time.

After all, this was not the future. Here, if you showed your arms you would be drowned in people's spit. Although she didn't care about other people's opinions, she hated trouble.

Hang Shuheng guessed her concerns and did not force her. He stripped his son naked, while he himself was left in a pair of underwear, after all, he was an adult.

The father and son went into the water. Yangyang saw Song Ning still on the shore and shouted, "Mom! Aren't you coming down with us? It's so cool! Mom, come down quickly."

"No, you and daddy should take a good shower. Come up and get dressed quickly. Don't catch a cold."

Song Ning found a rock to sit on. She thought of the gravel beach along this stretch of the river, with uneven stones of different sizes spread out on the riverbed. She couldn't help but remind him again, "Watch your step. Be careful not to step on sharp stones."

"Don't worry! We'll just sit here and not step on anything." Hang Shuheng replied with a smile, grabbing his son and scooping water with his hands to splash him. "Come on, son, wash quickly, don't keep mom waiting too long."

Song Ning didn't feel relieved until the father and son finished washing and came ashore. She quickly picked up the clothes and put them on Yangyang. By the time she helped Yangyang put on his clothes, Hang Shuheng was also dressed.

Suddenly there was a breeze, bringing with it a hint of coolness. The bright moon in the sky had been hidden in the thick clouds at some point, and the sky became much darker.

"It's windy and it's going to rain soon. Let's go home!" Hang Shuheng said as he led his wife and children back.

Yangyang was having a great time tonight, skipping and jumping in front. Song Ning said worriedly, "Yangyang, walk carefully, there are stones everywhere on the ground, don't fall..."

Before she could finish her words, Yangyang cried out "Ouch!" and then fell into the grass by the roadside.

“Yang Yang…”

The two of them took two steps instead of three to catch up, but unexpectedly they heard Yangyang cry out "Wow" again.

"Yangyang, tell mom, where did you fall?"

Song Ning felt so distressed that she picked him up to check if he was injured. Unexpectedly, he raised his little hand to her and cried, "Mom, I don't know what I touched, it's wet and sticky."

As Yangyang's little hand approached, a strong smell of blood came to their noses, and both Hang Shuheng and Song Ning were startled. Song Ning quickly picked up Yangyang and stepped back, while Hang Shuheng quickly blocked the mother and son behind him.

They looked at the place where Yangyang had just fallen, and saw no movement, but they could vaguely see a protruding black shadow in the grass.

After a moment, Hang Shuheng wanted to go forward to find out what was going on, but Song Ning grabbed his arm fearfully, his hands trembling slightly.

"Don't be afraid! You and your son stay here, I'll go see what it is." He gently held Song Ning's hand and comforted her.

The smell of animal blood is different from that of human blood. If he guessed correctly, it was the smell of human blood. He took out the tinder he carried with him and lit it. He slowly approached with the weak light, parted the grass to look at the black shadow, and vaguely saw a human figure.

He took the tinder and took a closer look. It was indeed a person, a wounded and unconscious man.

"Don't be afraid, it's a person, and he is injured." He turned and said something to Song Ning, then squatted down and wanted to carefully check the other person's injuries.

The man was wearing dark clothes, so it was hard to tell how many wounds he had. But from the unnatural color of his clothes, it was clear that he had lost a lot of blood, and it was possible that he was still bleeding...

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