After picking up the daughter of the lucky star, the whole village prospered

Hearing what his wife said, Chen Da couldn't sit still. "Then isn't it a disaster for you to keep that child at home?"

"Who says it's not?" Mrs. Chen began to worry.

"How about, let's send her to the government." Chen Daodao.

"What kind of official are you going to send?" Mrs. Chen said angrily: "If the child is really abducted, it is useless for us to send him to an official. We have offended Mrs. Han and your brother for nothing, and maybe your brother will blame you for being troublesome." Woolen cloth."

When Chen Guanglu was young, he always knew how to please, made friends everywhere, and had many contacts with county government officials.
Could it be said that it was sent by the Han family, and he sent it to the official because he was afraid of getting involved?Don't be beaten up by his husband and wife in the end, and your family will become a mess instead.

"Then what should we do?" Chen Da scratched his head, annoyed: "This is not okay, and that is not okay, then why did you agree to her back then?"

Mrs. Chen kicked her husband and said angrily, "I told you that I didn't realize it at the time."

Chen Da stopped talking and buried himself in the porridge.

"Hmph, didn't Mrs. Han not let that child go out, so let's let her get lost accidentally." Aunt Chen's eyes were shining brightly, "None of us can watch her twelve hours a day."

Chen Da raised his face from his rice bowl, "Then what if the child doesn't leave?"

"If we don't leave, we won't let her go." Mrs. Chen said confidently, "There will be a temple fair tomorrow, and many children get lost at the temple fair."

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In the evening, Yingbao was arranged in a small thatched hut where sundries and firewood were piled up.

Mrs. Chen threw her a black and torn quilt and asked her to sleep in the haystack.

After they were all gone, Yingbao entered the cave to check the items he had collected.

Since the incident of Xiaojie falling into the water last time, he has stored a lot of things in the cave.

There are old clothes, old quilts, ropes, baskets, and some rice noodles, but these things are temporarily useless.

Raising his wrist to look, his wrist has been washed clean, which proves that Han Shi and others already know that they don't have a birthmark on their body, that is to say, Han Shi already thinks that she is not her daughter.

But knowing that she was not her daughter, she asked Xiao Han to send her to Zhouhe County, more than a hundred miles away, which showed that Han did not give up on that idea.

Then what is waiting for you will either be silenced or be silenced, it is only a matter of time.

If the Han family really gave birth to a son, or if other things happened during this period, then he would definitely be killed in advance, there is no doubt about it.

It is too easy for an adult to kill a child, and then bury it in a random place without anyone noticing.

Therefore, I can't stay in this place, and I can't tell the family the truth.

She'd better keep pretending to be a little doll who doesn't understand, and then try to escape.

Early the next morning,

The torn quilt on Yingbao's body was uncovered.

Mrs. Chen looked at her with a smile, and stuffed her with two black-faced steamed buns, "You're hungry, eat quickly."

Yingbao collected herself and took the two black-faced steamed buns.

I just heard Mrs. Chen say: "Today there is a temple fair on the Qianjie Street, do you want to go?"

Ying Bao's eyes lit up and she nodded.

"Then let the little sister take you there." He said, pulling the girl aside and handing her two pennies, "Go to the temple fair and look after the little sister, she is a relative of your third aunt's family."

The girl happily took the two coins, took Yingbao's hand, and led her outside.

Ying Bao went out with the girl in a daze, looked back, and saw the Chen family's sister-in-law looking at her with a gloomy expression.

The sky outside was gray, and it didn't look very bright yet. An eight or nine-year-old girl led a three-year-old girl and walked out of the alley, but no one paid attention.

This alley is dirty and dilapidated, and the people living in it are not rich. Adults and children come out dressed in rags, even worse than the villagers of Dongchen Village.

The girl turned left and right with Yingbao, crossed two streets, and finally came to a hill.

There are already many vendors here who are setting up their stalls to display their goods. It seems that it is really the day to catch up with the temple fair.

The girl took Yingbao to an old elm tree, asked her to sit on the root of the tree, and said to buy something for her to eat, and told her not to wander around.

Ying Bao nodded, and then saw the girl jumping away, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

This is, throw yourself here?

Surprised, Yingbao looked left and right, then immediately stood up and walked in the other direction.

There is a large area of ​​evergreen shrubs ahead, which are still lush in this harsh winter.

Yingbao hid among the bushes and took out a set of old cotton clothes from the cave.

The clothes are short and faded, but they are still wearable.

Still worried, Yingbao spread the outside of the old cotton coat in the mud and stepped on it for a while.

Pick it up again, the outside of this old cotton-padded coat can no longer be seen.

Yingbao stood on tiptoe and looked around, seeing no one around, so she quickly took off her new safflower cotton clothes, put on this dirty old clothes, and then pulled off the small scratches on her head, He grabbed a handful of mud and rubbed it on his head and face, then quietly took out the small copper mirror to take a picture, so, he was a dirty little beggar.

I used to dress up as a beggar in my previous life, so I have a lot of experience in dressing up.

I didn't expect to pretend to be a beggar again today, only to be better than blue.

Dressed up like this, if you turn around and walk alone, you won't be looted and sold by bad guys.

Those kidnappers don't care about dirty, smelly and ugly little beggars. When they are sent to them, they are afraid of being infected with diseases.

Put away the bronze mirror and the new cotton coat, and look down at your feet.

On the feet are a pair of used cotton shoes, which are warm and light, and they don't seem to match the body.

But I don't have suitable shoes in my cave, so I can't go barefoot in winter.

Forget it, so be it.

As soon as he raised his head, he met a pair of eyes.

Yingbao took a few steps back in fright.

Squatting across from her was a teenager in his teens. He was dressed in rags and his face was covered with dirt. It was no worse than what he looked like now. He stared at her suspiciously and asked, "Which one are you?" On the top of the mountain?"

Yingbao blinked, "There is no hill."

She understood the boy's slang, and was asking which beggar gang she belonged to.

The young man scratched at his messy hair, stood up and looked around, sighed, then lowered his head and asked, "Did you see a little doll in red? I saw her walk in here before, why did she disappear all of a sudden?"

Yingbao shook her head: "I didn't see it, I guess I went that way." She pointed to a narrow path beside the bushes.

The young man was about to go there, but suddenly he came back and asked, "Since you don't have a mountain top, would you like to follow me?"

Yingbao thought for a while, then nodded: "Okay."

So the two beggars walked down the slope, but they turned back when they didn't find the little doll in red.

The young beggar brought Yingbao to meet another beggar, and the two discussed the begging site before leaving separately.

Yingbao continued to follow the boy, and finally found a place with a good road to squat down.

The young beggar looked left and right, his eyes looked around intently, and when he saw a kind woman, he urged Yingbao to come forward to beg.

Yingbao had no choice but to run over and stretch out her hands pitifully to the middle-aged woman.

She is familiar with this job, so she does it naturally and fluently, without embarrassment at all.