Stepmother Reborn: Dad, my mom hasn't hit me for three days

Li Jianxin has agreed and returned to the hospital ward.

An Rou told him her idea, and Li Jianxin nodded and agreed, "If your father can really get Shanghai hukou and jobs for the children in the future, it's fine for the children to have your surname. If he can't, then we can have different surnames for each of the two children. But the food and clothing standards for the two children must be exactly the same. If we favor one over the other, the two children will become estranged in the future, and they will be angry with us."

An Rou nodded and agreed, "Okay, I'll do as you say."

Seeing that they had reconciled, Zhang Xiuhua felt that she had accomplished her mission and wanted to retire, so she offered to leave.

An Rou was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry to bother you."

Zhang Xiuhua waved her hand, "It's no trouble. We are real relatives. Jianxin also helped me sell so many fans. It's only right for me to come and see you."

She spoke a few words to them and then left.

When I left, I said goodbye to Miao Xiaohua, who was leaning against the glass window looking at the child, smiling.

Zhang Xiuhua didn't rush home after leaving the hospital. Since she was already there, she took the opportunity to go to the local supply and marketing cooperative to sell her products and see if they needed fans.

Vermicelli has a long shelf life, so it’s worth it even if it takes half a day to deliver it.

She walked around the area and found a supply and marketing cooperative, which also sold vermicelli at the same price as in town, which should be the same price nationwide. She asked to see the director of the supply and marketing cooperative.

The salesperson gave her directions and she climbed the stairs to the second floor.

The director’s surname is Zhang, and his name is Zhang Anguang. When he learned the purpose of Zhang Xiuhua’s visit, he acted very calmly.

Zhang Xiuhua had heard Zhou Pandi mention before that the directors of these supply and marketing cooperatives would ask for some benefits. The bold ones would ask for money, while the timid ones would ask for expensive items such as cigarettes and alcohol.

Of course Zhang Xiuhua couldn't give gifts in front of so many people, so she took the opportunity to express her gratitude and hinted that she would remember his help.

Seeing that she had been fooled, Zhang Anguang changed his calm expression and smiled, "Okay, you can send 20 kilograms every month to test the sales."

He wanted to see how much benefit she could give him before deciding the order quantity. Zhang Xiuhua understood what he meant and did not get angry. She thanked him and left.

Twenty kilograms of vermicelli was certainly not worth sending all the way here, so she went to the second supply and marketing cooperative.

I went to three stores in a row and sold a total of 100 kilograms of vermicelli.

She ate at a nearby state-owned restaurant. She ordered a bowl of pickled mustard greens and shredded pork noodles. After eating, she took a bus to town. It was already dark. Without a bicycle, she could only walk back.

A bright moon hangs high in the distant sky, with tiny stars scattered in between. The watery moonlight covers the vast fields. The rural night is shrouded in darkness, and you can't see your hand in front of you. In the darkness, people's five senses will be magnified.

Zhang Xiuhua was a little scared, and at this moment she seemed to hear a rustling sound coming from the bushes. She held her breath, not daring to breathe, and could only speed up her pace.

A white, furry creature jumped across the path. Zhang Xiuhua patted her chest and realized it was a little rabbit. She breathed a sigh of relief and continued walking along the path that ran through the fields.

On both sides of this path are farmlands of Lijiatun. Rural people will build graves in the fields after their death. At this time, there are several graves of different sizes on both sides of the road.

Zhang Xiuhua didn't know if there were ghosts in this world. If there were no ghosts, then why could she be reborn?

Just then, a burst of faint crying sounds came from the cemetery outside. The sound rose and fell, and became more and more terrifying in the darkness.

Zhang Xiuhua squinted her eyes and saw a person standing by a grave not far away. She covered her chest, not knowing whether to continue walking forward or turn back to town.

Before she could make a decision, the dark shadow moved, as if it was lying on the ground. Zhang Xiuhua suppressed her fear and ran faster. As long as she ran past it, she could go home and sleep.

When she was only a few meters away from the grave, she heard the cry of "Mom" mixed in with the crying. Zhang Xiuhua's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that her two children from her previous life came to settle accounts with her?

Because she never married Xu Dayong in this life, they had no chance to be born and haunt her?

Her heart was in her throat, and she wanted to run over, but she heard the voice sounded familiar. Eh? It seemed that it was not the two children from her previous life, but Ergou!

Ergou's voice is a little special, and it's a little hoarse!

"mom!"

Ergou lay on the grave and cried, "Mom, Mom!"

Zhang Xiuhua recognized him in the dim night light and it was indeed Ergou.

She finally let go of her worries and called out tentatively, "Ergou?"

The shadow moved, and Ergou screamed in fright. When he heard the other party say that she was Baolin's mother, Ergou stopped screaming, "Aunt Zhang, why are you here?"

Zhang Xiuhua wanted to ask him this question, "Why are you going to the cemetery at night instead of sleeping at home? It's so scary."

Ergou lowered his head, and Zhang Xiuhua took his hand and said, "Let's go. Go back quickly."

Ergou didn't struggle and followed her out obediently.

"Is your mother buried here?" Zhang Xiuhua asked for small talk.

Ergou said, "My grandma said my mom is here, so I came to see her when I missed her. Aunt Zhang, are there ghosts in this world?"

How could Zhang Xiuhua answer such a profound question, "Are you unhappy?"

Ergou nodded, then thought that she couldn't see him, and said, "My dad beat me. He didn't believe me. I really didn't steal the money."

Zhang Xiuhua thought for a moment, "If you say you didn't steal, Aunt Zhang will believe you. But sometimes people are evil, and when they want to wrongly accuse you, even if you talk your mouth off, they won't believe you."

Ergou understood that his stepmother had always disliked him and always found fault with him, but his father always sided with the stepmother and didn't believe him.

Ergou looked at her expectantly, "Then what should I do?"

Zhang Xiuhua guessed that there might be two reasons why her asking Li Jianshe for help was useless. One is that Li Jianshe was too busy and just casually told Ergou's father about it. The other is that Ergou's father probably felt that Li Jianshe should not interfere with his child management, so he not only did not listen, but beat Ergou up. She thought about it, "The crux of this matter lies with your father. If he doesn't side with you and lets your stepmother abuse you, you will never have a good life."

Ergou lowered his head.

"Ergou, you are already eleven years old. You will be an adult in seven years. Then you can live separately and live on your own. Your future will have infinite possibilities. Don't give up on yourself just because your stepmother treats you badly." Zhang Xiuhua didn't raise a successful child in her previous life and lacked experience. She could only try her best to persuade him not to go astray. There will be a severe crackdown in the future. If Ergou really goes astray, his future will be ruined.

Ergou counted on his fingers for a long time, suddenly grinned, and then nodded heavily.

"You must study hard. Only by studying hard can you get away from that family. Then your father and stepmother will have to look at your face." Zhang Xiuhua touched his head, "Don't do this in the future. Your mother is dead and can't help you. You can only rely on yourself."

Ergou didn't answer for a long time, but Zhang Xiuhua could tell that his voice sounded a bit nasal.

When they reached the fork in the road, Zhang Xiuhua told Ergou, "If your stepmother doesn't give you food, remember to come to your aunt's house."

Children without mothers are so pitiful. Thinking of Ergou, she thought of Baolin and Jilin in her previous life. Ergou was only targeted by his stepmother, while her two children were targeted by the three members of the Xu family. If someone had told her at that time, she would not have been kept in the dark.

Ergou nodded and disappeared into the night.