A car accident, our family of three crossed

"mother……"

San Ya shouted again and looked at her mother's back. She wanted to go over but didn't dare to. She knew that her mother was going to a wealthy family, but would not take her with her.

Zhang Cuiju turned around and looked at the child's thin body. She couldn't help feeling touched in her heart. After all, the child was her own flesh and blood.

But no matter what, she would not allow anyone to become a stumbling block on her road to wealth. She just glanced at San Ya and turned around to get on the carriage.

"Mom..." San Ya shouted again with a choked voice.

Zhang Cuiju paused, but finally made up her mind and got on the carriage without hesitation, lowering the curtain to block out the outside.

Mother Zhang spoke up, and she said to San Ya: "Your mother is going to marry into a wealthy family, and she can't take you with her as a burden. You should stay at home and don't cause any trouble. When your mother is well, we will all be better off."

After saying that, she said to Zhang Cuiju in the carriage: "Cuiju, just live your life with peace of mind. You don't have to worry about this girl. We will take good care of her for you. Go quickly and don't waste time." She was really afraid that Zhang Cuiju would be soft-hearted and not leave, then her good life in the future would be ruined.

The two servants of the Wan family standing on one side of the carriage looked at each other and saw the contempt in each other's eyes. They really didn't understand why their young master didn't like to find virgin girls, but only to provoke married women or widows, but these were the preferences of the masters, and they would not allow the servants to have any say.

The two servants got on the carriage one after another and drove it away slowly. When the wheels began to turn, San Ya cried out again, but she couldn't stop the carriage from leaving.

Zhang's mother stopped pretending and twisted Sanya's ear and scolded: "Why are you crying? Your mother is living a good life, not dead. Don't be so unlucky as to cry at a funeral. Go back to work."

San Ya cried harder and harder, whether it was because she was twisted or because she was abandoned, she struggled to break free from Zhang's mother and ran after the carriage, wiping her tears and calling for her mother. But no matter how she ran, she could not catch up with the carriage, and no matter how she shouted, she could not call her mother back.

She fell to the ground, and watched in despair as the carriage moved farther and farther away until it finally disappeared. She knew that she would lose her mother from then on.

The carriage had disappeared, and only a thin little girl was left on the village road, and her heart-wrenching cries were so clear and pitiful.

Everyone felt sorry for the situation, but it was someone else's family affair and they had no right to say anything. They could only sigh.

"How pitiful! Alas!"

"How pitiful! How could a mother be so cruel as to abandon her own child?"

"Given the character of Zhang Youcai's family, it would be strange if they could treat this child well. We should be thankful if they don't abuse him."

They were all from the same village, and everyone knew the character of Zhang Youcai's family. Everyone couldn't help but worry about San Ya's future and just hoped that the child would not be abused too badly.

Zhang Youcai's family was not spared from their sighs, and what they said was naturally heard by them. Zhang's mother said to everyone unhappily: "What are you talking about? You don't need to worry about our family's affairs. You really pity her, why don't you take her home and raise her!"

After she finished speaking, she walked over, picked up San Ya from the ground, and pinched her again and again, "Why don't you go back here quickly? You are embarrassing me here."

She walked back with San Ya in her arms. When she reached the door, she saw Hang's mother was still there. She said in an unhappy tone, "What are you still doing here? I've given you the money, why don't you leave? Go, go, don't stay here."

She felt pained when she thought of the ten taels of silver. Although she didn't pay for it, she was unhappy to think that the ten taels of silver had benefited Hang's mother.

"Hmph! You think I'm happy to be here."

After today's trip, they brought back ten taels of silver, and Hang's mother was considered satisfied. As soon as Zhang Cuiju left, she didn't need to give Zhang's mother any good face, and just turned her face away and left without even looking at the poor San Ya the whole time.

Hang's mother was very happy because she got the silver back today. She hummed a little tune all the way back home. Unexpectedly, she ran into Song Ning in the yard. Her face immediately darkened and she went back to her room.

She opened the window a little to look outside and then closed it, sat on the kang, took out the ten taels of silver from her bosom, put it to her mouth and took a bite, almost knocking out her old teeth, but she was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.

After thinking for a while, she took out her silver box and put ten taels of silver into it. In addition to some small change, the box also contained the house deed and the land deed. She went to the window again, opened the window a little and looked outside, then came back and hid the silver box carefully.

Hang Shuheng had been drawing new blueprints recently. When he saw Song Ning coming in mysteriously, he stopped.

He smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Ning pointed in the direction of the main house and said, "You seem to be in a good mood after coming back today."

"Did the silver come back?"

"possible."

Hang Shuheng was puzzled and asked, "How could she get money from that family? It shouldn't be possible!"

Zhang Cuiju was taken to the county town, but she did not move into the Wan family mansion, but into a house owned by the eldest son of the Wan family. Before her, many women had lived there, some willingly, and some forcibly taken back.

Before they came in, some of them were married women, and some were widows, but no matter whether they were willing or not, they were all the mistresses of the eldest son of the Wan family. I don't know why the eldest son of the Wan family likes this, but it happened to be this way that gave Zhang Cuiju the opportunity to take advantage of it.

Everyone in the county knew that the eldest young mistress of the Wan family was a powerful woman who would not allow the young master Wan to take a concubine. However, the young master Wan was a lecherous man. If he was not allowed to take a concubine home, he would take in concubines one after another. The young master Wan was the first one to keep all his concubines in one house.

Although Zhang Cuiju was unwilling that she could not enter the Wan family mansion, she felt relieved when she thought about how generous Master Wan was. As long as she could win Master Wan's favor, it didn't matter where she lived. As long as she had the favor of her master, she would have a good life.

They had just hooked up recently, and it was new. Young Master Wan liked Zhang Cuiju's wild ways, and she served him in different ways every time, so he decided to take her in. If it weren't for Steward Wan sending Xiao Si to the farm to ask him to return to the county, they might still be playing fun games in the countryside and mountains at this time.

As soon as he returned to the county town, Manager Wan came and brought with him the chair he bought from Shuisheng. He said that the woodworking workshop had some business matters that required the eldest young master's decision.

Young Master Wan had been thinking about spending some time with his new beauty, but he didn't expect Steward Wan to be so disappointing. He might have been waiting here for him to come back.