FSC [QT] Chapter 192.2

“Yes, Xiuzhu is kind-hearted. I suddenly remembered that there were several heavy rains in our area, but when Xiuzhu was born, the rain just stopped. It shows that Xiuzhu is smart. This child should be raised by your family.”

Everyone was eager to get rid of this big problem. Seeing that Xie Xiuzhu jumped out herself, they would not give Miao Fengmei a chance to refute.

“Anyway, I won’t raise this child. Whoever wants to raise it can raise it.”

Miao Fengmei glared and kicked back those flattering words like a rolling pin.

However, Xie Xiuzhu, who was at the center of the incident, did not think that there was anything wrong with it and even smiled at those who spoke for her.

Those people also gave Xie Xiuzhu an appreciative smile on their faces, but they directly regarded her as a fool in their hearts.

“Okay, stop arguing. The child’s destination will be decided by drawing lots. Don’t worry, if those with poor conditions really draw this child, the team will consider increasing some food subsidies as appropriate. This matter has been discussed by us, brigade cadres. We guarantee that everyone will not suffer.”

Having said that, everyone did not really trust this verbal assurance.

It was just like the drought back then. The cadres on the team kept saying that relief food would be coming soon, but in the end, everyone still had to survive the drought on their own. Over the years, how many people starved to death, it had long been uncounted.

“Each household sends a representative to draw lots. Let me make it clear in advance that once you draw the lot, you are not allowed to cheat. This is the task assigned to our production team by the commune. Although I, the captain, don’t have much power, I can still shake my hands when distributing grain at the end of the year.”

After saying that, Miao Dashan asked someone to carry a box up.

There were a lot of papers in it. Only one piece of paper had words on it. The person who drew that piece of paper would naturally be responsible for raising the tied-up child.

Everyone was pushing and shoving, as if they were going to the guillotine, and with bitter faces, they sent family representatives up to draw lots.

Xie Xiuzhu breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this.

In the previous life, it was her mother who drew the lot, and that person was sent to their home.

She thought that nothing would change in this life.

When Xie Changzheng went up, Miao Dashan was stunned for a moment.

Because Xie Changzheng had not really separated from the Xie family, logically, since Miao Fengmei already came up to draw lots, Xie Changzheng didn’t need to come up again.

But his daze was only momentary. Miao Dashan reacted quickly and threw another blank note into the box.

The villagers who were still upset about their family’s possible wolf cubs also noticed this scene and shifted some of their focus. They pointed at the Xie family and started to talk.

“It’s me.”

Xie Changzheng opened the note and saw a crooked Chinese character ‘中*’ on it that was particularly eye-catching, which made him frown slightly.

*中, zhòng: to hit (a target) / to be struck by (a bullet, illness, etc) / to win (a prize or lottery) 

He looked at the tied-up child.

As a soldier, he could naturally see the child’s alert posture at this time. Although the other party was curled up, in fact, every muscle in his body was in a tense state, ready to attack at any time.

This was obviously the result of his spontaneous training during his years of survival in the wild. Of course, it might also be related to the mother beast that raised him.

This child only has an animal nature. He is wary and aggressive toward everything he sees now.

Now his leg injury has not healed, and there are only two women, Chunxiu and Ah Wu, at home. He really doesn’t feel comfortable raising this child by his side.

“It doesn’t count. There is no word on my note. How can the one my son drew count?”

Miao Fengmei grabbed the note from Xie Changzheng’s hand, tore it into pieces, and swallowed it, looking like a rogue.

Xie Changzheng’s eyes flickered when he saw this. Maybe raising that boy would have unexpected benefits.

“The note was drawn by your third son, so it naturally can be counted. Besides, aren’t you going to give the third son away? It just so happens that he raised this child, so it has nothing to do with you.”

Miao Dashan saw Xie Changzheng nod, so he immediately put his heart at ease. His attitude toward Miao Fengmei was naturally very decisive.

“Miao Fengmei, hurry down. This is a task assigned by the commune. If you make trouble again, I will not be polite.”

In front of so many people, Miao Dashan felt that Miao Fengmei’s behavior was embarrassing for him, so he naturally would not be polite when speaking.

When the other people in the village saw that the trouble was thrown to Xie Changzheng, they naturally didn’t want the trouble to be thrown back, so they responded to Miao Dashan’s words. Miao Fengmei’s rebuttal was suppressed by those voices.

“Do you want to go home with me?”

The voices on the side were too noisy. The wolf cub seemed a little anxious. He struggled harder with the rope. There were blood marks on his skin, but he didn’t feel any pain.

It was unknown when Ah Wu walked to the side of the child. Everyone was afraid of the boy, but for some reason, Ah Wu felt that the boy made people feel close, and there was a voice in the dark telling her that the other party would not hurt her.

However, in order not to make her mother worry, Ah Wu still stood in a relatively safe position, stretched out her hand, and slowly approached the boy. If the other party made any radical moves, she could run away quickly.

Ah Wu’s skin has been maintained for some time, but it still cannot be called white. She looks dark and thin, only slightly better than the wolf cub whose appearance is covered with mud and dirt.

But the amazing thing was that after she approached, the originally anxious wolf cub gradually calmed down.

Just when Ah Wu was about to take her hand back, the wolf cub carefully moved his feet, hesitated for a long time, put his head into Ah Wu’s palm, and called out softly: “Ah—”

Affectionate and docile, just like a well-trained puppy.

 

 

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