Three-Year-Old Cute Boy Was Abandoned and Took His Grandma to Farm to Fight Back

[Cute baby] [Farming] [Ancient proverb] [No system] [Slap in the face and enjoy the article] When Shen Luxian was three years old, his biological father Shen Dazhu drove away his first wife with a letter of divorce and married the daughter of a grocery store in the town. The first thing a bride does when she gets married is to throw the "Ke Mu's" money-losing goods into a shabby house in a barren mountain together with her blind mother-in-law. It snowed heavily that day and the mountains were closed. Even the dogs in the village stayed in their dens and did not go out. "Mother said, if I let you waste food, it would be better to die early and be clean." The stepmother shook off these words with a smile without looking back. The villagers bet that the grandfather and grandson would not survive the spring. But no one expected that this little milk dumpling, who could not even walk safely, squatted in the snow, grabbed a handful of dead grass, put it to his mouth, sniffed it, and said in a milky voice: "Milk, these are motherwort roots that won't freeze to death. You can sell them for money." When he was three years old, he knew hundreds of herbs, when he was four years old, he was selling his son, and when he was five years old, he was sitting on good farmland and shops. My own father, who had just thrown away his hands and left, knelt outside the door and kowtowed: "Daughter, my father was wrong——" Shen Lu nestled in her grandma's arms and waved her little hand: "Grandma, close the door and let the dogs out." It's just that the warm ancient jade between her neck has a much greater origin than this small village can carry.