Traveling through the money-making life of a small peasant girl

Chapter 687 Gouwa's Future

On a winter night, there were bursts of snowflakes in the sky. It was Feng Guihua who was confinement. Braving the severe cold, she pushed open the door. She looked around, and after making sure that there was no one there, she went out secretly.

She was holding a worn sackcloth in her arms, inside which was her newborn daughter.

"Little bastard, if you want to blame you, you can only blame you for not being your son. My mother has already learned about the two lowly girls, Da Ya and Er Ya, and will not let you become the second of them."

Feng Guihua's words were as mean as ever, she glanced coldly at the snow in the sky, and threw the child in the field not far from the entrance of the village.

Gouwa's eyes were red as she watched her mother throw her own sister into the ridge of the field like a ghost from hell.

The child didn't cry, because Feng Guihua secretly fed him wine, and the child was still sleeping soundly at the moment, Gouwa picked up his sister as soon as Feng Guihua left, and rushed to Chen Rou's house.

"Uncle...please...help my sister."

In the middle of the night, Shen Zhuo woke up from a dream. He looked at his wife and the sleeping bean sprouts, with a warm smile on his face.

The hasty knocking on the door made him get up and open the door without even putting on his clothes. The snow carried by the cold wind was blown in and fell on Shen Zhuo's face. There was a black shadow standing in front of him, tears streaming down his face Face.

"uncle……"

Shen Zhuo dragged him from the room in the house to the kitchen. It was so late that he couldn't disturb his wife.

The master bedroom has been vacated after Chen Rou gave birth, because from this room, it can directly lead to the kitchen. After Chen Rou is pregnant, the kitchen is sometimes needed in the middle of the night. Chen Rou eats a lot of bean sprouts. Hungry quickly, after all, milk is the nutrition in Chen Rou's body.

After lighting the lamp, Shen Zhuo saw the child in Gou Wa's arms.

"This is?" Shen Zhuo frowned, he didn't understand what Gouwa meant.

"This is my younger sister, Auntie abandoned her, she... Auntie gave her wine, uncle, you must save her, please..."

Gouwa's intermittent words made Shen Zhuo's face turn icy. He never knew that Shen Qing and Feng Guihua could be so bad, or that it was because of this that his sister died.

In this case, Shen Zhuo could only ask Zhang Lan to show the child, and the situation would not improve until dawn.

Just a child has also become a difficult problem for Shen Zhuo.

Feng Guihua and Shen Qing's children should be raised by themselves, and it is absolutely impossible for others to raise them. Shen Zhuo is just an ordinary person, and he can raise children for anyone, but he can't do it for Shen Qing.

The child stayed at Shen's house for three days, and when he looked better and the problem was not serious, he was begged by Gou Wa to send him to Erya's house.

Er Ya didn't hesitate, and agreed to this matter, and she was probably the only one who could take care of her younger sister.

Gouwa gave Erya all the money he had withdrawn from his master, and asked Shen Zhuo to find a way out. Shen Zhuo finally sent Gouwa to Dingshi and asked him to learn cooking from the chef there. Regardless of whether he will be able to hold the spoon in the future, Gouwa doesn't have to worry about running out of food.

Back in the village, the sun was hanging high in the sky. From a distance, Shen Zhuo looked at the rising smoke from his house, and his heart seemed to be filled with something.

When passing by Shen Qing's house, Shen Zhuo faintly heard Feng Guihua talking to his neighbors.

"That girl, Pianzi, died when she was born, and my man was buried."

"Why don't you confine yourself?"

"What confinement, do you think that the whole village is like that little hoof, being held tightly by a man like an old sow, after giving birth for so long, she is still paralyzed at home, this woman, she has to do it after giving birth Work, laziness will be punished..."

(End of this chapter)