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Chapter 49 Great Mother's Love

This is a remote mountain village, as if far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, not caring about world affairs, quiet and peaceful.

A 12-year-old girl is preparing to carry the chopped firewood home, and she is now the breadwinner of the family.

Her father died of a sudden illness two years ago, and there are only her, her mother, and a five-year-old brother in the family.

When my father was alive, life was difficult, but at least there was a bowl of sweet potato porridge to drink, and the family enjoyed themselves happily.

After my father left, the family had no savings, and relatives had to scrape together enough money to buy the coffin. In the past two years, they lived frugally to pay off the debt.

During this period of time, my mother carried the radishes grown at home to the town to sell every day, and it was the same today. The radishes were worthless, but the family didn’t have any rations if they didn’t sell radishes.

"Oh, isn't this Huang Daya? I haven't seen you for a few years, and she's already grown into a beautiful girl." A frivolous voice sounded.

The little girl, that is, Huang Daya's heart skipped a beat. This is the voice of the village chief's son Huang Congzhi. He pretended not to hear it, and quickly walked home with the firewood on his back.

Huang Congzhi stretched out a hand to block the way. Huang Daya lowered her head in fear and wanted to pass by, but the road was so big and there were bushes on the side, so she couldn't walk even if she wanted to.

Huang Congzhi is 20 years old this year, unmarried, he only knows how to fool around all day long, and has a bad temper. That girl dares to marry him.

He is a very flirtatious person, a well-known gangster in the local area, just because his father is the village chief, and his uncle's son, his cousin is the head catcher in the town, which made him more arrogant, and no one would Dare to provoke.

Huang Congzhi stretched out a hand, pinched Huang Daya's chin, and forced Huang Daya to raise her head. Huang Daya was so frightened that tears flowed out. What she didn't know was that her teary-eyed little face became even more moving.

Huang Daya looks like her father, and she can't get tanned no matter what, which is really rare in the days of facing the loess and the sky in the countryside every day.

"Tsk tsk, so you are so beautiful. Look at this skin, how smooth it is, much better than the skin of the kiln lady in the town." Huang Congzhi said with a face *squinting*, and kept moving his hands.

Huang Daya trembled and did not dare to move. She often learned from the villagers what Huang Congzhi did in daily life. Everyone gritted their teeth with anger, but there was nothing they could do.

Seeing that Huang Daya was so frightened, Huang Congzhi became more daring, and stretched his hand to Huang Daya's waist. Huang Daya stepped back quickly, and although he was very scared, he still said weakly in a trembling voice: "Uncle Congzhi, Please make way, I have to go home, and my mother will be back soon."

"What's the rush? I'll explain to your mother. What's my uncle? I'm brother. I'm not a few years older than you. We don't want to be courteous anymore."

The pig's hand stretched out his hand to Huang Daya again, Huang Daya retreated desperately, unable to speak clearly: "Uncle Cong Zhi, what are you doing?"

Huang Congzhi looked around to make sure there was no one there, and he laughed twice: "What are you doing, it's naturally something that makes you happy."

After speaking, he grabbed Huang Daya and kicked the firewood on her back aside.

Huang Daya resisted desperately, shouting loudly: "Come on, help me."

Huang Congzhi was angry, and slapped him across the face: "Call? Do you think someone will come to save you? You don't even think about who is my father, who dares to come to save you."

Poor Huang Daya, her eyes widened in horror, turned around and ran up the mountain. Before she could take two steps, Huang Congzhi hugged her from behind.

There was a sound of tearing *ragged* clothes, and Huang Daya shed tears in despair.

However, after a muffled sound, Huang Congzhi fell into Huang Daya's arms, and blood flowed from the back of his head.

Huang Congzhi was pulled away and fell to the ground, and the visitor threw stones several times, regardless of whether Huang Congzhi was dead or alive.

A warm embrace held Huang Daya in his arms, crying and shouting: "Da Ya, Mother's Da Ya, don't be afraid, it's okay, it's okay, Mother is here to save you."

Huang Daya's eyes were dull, without any reaction, the woman shook her shoulder desperately in fright: "Da Ya, I am mother, look at mother, Da Ya, my poor Da Ya."

Huang Daya was still in a daze, the woman realized something was wrong, but it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so the woman hurriedly carried Huang Daya on her back and rushed home.

After arriving home, it was already dark, and a little Douding ran over: "Mother, what's wrong with my sister?"

The woman sorted out her emotions and comforted him: "It's okay, your sister is a little uncomfortable."

The woman put Huang Daya on the bed, and hurried to close the gate of the yard and bolt it.

Went to the kitchen to boil hot water, ready to change Huang Daya's clothes that had been torn to pieces, but at this moment Huang Daya screamed: "Don't touch me, don't touch me." The collar of his clothes shrank towards the corner of the bed.

The woman was already in tears at this moment, but she could only comfort her softly: "Dear girl, don't be afraid, I'm a mother, don't be afraid."

Xiao Douding heard her sister's shout, and hurried over: "Sister, I'm Xiaowen, what's wrong with you?"

Huang Daya couldn't hear anyone's voice, just like Mo Zheng, she kept shouting: "Don't touch me."

Xiao Douding looked back at his mother innocently: "Mother, sister ignores me."

The woman suppressed the pain in her heart, and showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Your sister is fine, she will be fine after a night of sleep."

That night, the woman stayed by Huang Daya's bed, not daring to leave.

In the middle of the night, there was a hasty knock on the door outside the yard.

The woman picked up the kitchen knife beside the bed, walked to the door, and asked warily, "Who?"

"Sister-in-law Xu, I'm Huang Laoqi. The village chief is about to bring someone to settle accounts with you, so run away quickly." It was a man's voice.

But the woman didn't dare to open the door, pretending to be calm and said: "We didn't do anything illegal, why did we run away?"

"Sister-in-law Xu, I am Huang Laoqi's daughter-in-law. Huang Congzhi was injured at the foot of the mountain. He just came back from the rescue and said that Da Ya injured him. The village chief is going to arrest you for revenge and send Da Ya to Huang will be his wife from Zhizhi's house." A woman's voice.

When the woman heard this, she hurriedly opened the door.

There were two people standing outside the door, a couple, and they were running around in a hurry.

Maybe Huang Laoqi was afraid that Huang Daya's mother would misunderstand, so he brought his mother-in-law over.

Huang Laoqi's daughter-in-law said anxiously: "Second sister-in-law Xu, the village chief's house was very noisy just now. I asked Huang Laoqi to investigate and found out that Huang Congzhi was beaten. His family searched for a long time before finding Huang Congzhi who was dying. The doctor rescued him for a long time. Only then did he save the person.

When he woke up and said that it was Da Ya who beat him, the village head gathered all the brothers in the family to arrest him, saying that he would snatch Da Ya back and make him his wife.How old is Da Ya, take her and run away quickly, and never come back. "

Huang Laoqi and the village chief are neighbors, so he would know about any disturbance. When he overheard the vicious thoughts of the village chief's family, he hurriedly pulled his wife over to report the news.

Their whole village has the surname Huang. It is said that their ancestors are still the same ancestor. It is really unreasonable for Huang Congzhi to have such disgusting thoughts, but what can he do? God here.

The last time Huang Congzhi committed a crime, he was beaten by the villagers. Later, the village head took people to beat him up and disabled him. Huang Congzhi also raped his wife. That daughter-in-law couldn't pass this level, and a rope was tied that night. The man couldn't stand the blow, so he followed suit.

Two poor children were left behind, a five-year-old son and a six-year-old daughter.

The frenzied village head actually took the two children away, saying that the two children had no one to take care of them, it was too pitiful, and he wanted to find a good family for them to adopt.

According to insiders, the boy was sold to be a son of a family who could not bear children, and the girl was sold to a brothel, saying that she was beautiful and would definitely be a pillar when she grew up.

Such a conscientious person can still be the village head, and he has been doing it for more than ten years.

The woman was suddenly terrified: "What should I do?"

"Go quickly, if you don't go, it will be too late."

"But you look like this, how do you go?"

When Huang Laoqi and his wife came to Huang Daya's room, they were taken aback by Huang Daya's appearance.

"God damn Huang Congzhi should be struck by lightning." Huang Laoqi's daughter-in-law scolded while wiping her tears.

It was Huang Laoqi who came to his senses: "Second Sister-in-law Xu, you can recite the big girl, and I will recite the essay, and I will send you out of the village."

A quarter of an hour later, the five people had arrived at the entrance of the village. However, there was a dog barking not far away, and then someone shouted: "They are over there, hurry up."

Running was impossible, so the woman put the big girl on her back and knelt down to Huang Laoqi and his wife. Huang Laoqi's wife grabbed her: "Second sister-in-law Xu, what are you doing?"

It is impossible for God to be everywhere, so he created mothers, where justice cannot reach, there are mothers, and being a mother is just.

　Don't worry, Daya Huang is fine, she was just frightened. The author's real mother is not a stepmother.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)