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Bringing Space on the Road to Raise a Child

Translated Novel Titel: 带着空间在逃荒路上养崽 After retiring, Gulan opened her eyes and found herself in a strange place. There was a little kid lying on her body, crying for his mother while sleeping. ...So she...acted as a mother... ...What? Save your son and raise him up for you. ...What? If you don't agree, you will disappear. ...Okay! Better to live than die. Looking at the skinny little kid with a big head, Gulan was silent. ...From then on, she began her miserable life of raising a child.

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But if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that the man was so powerful, given his harmless appearance and frail body.

"Is it really as powerful as you say?" Liu Lin didn't disbelieve Wang Yun's words. This guy would not talk nonsense about such things.

"To be precise, it should be even more powerful than what I said." Wang Yun thought of the special hidden weapon. Although he is not a man of the underworld, it does not mean that he knows nothing about it. He has never heard of such a hidden weapon.

"So awesome!" Liu Lin couldn't wait to meet him.

"In short, the prince's intention is to follow secretly and not to alarm others."

Liu Lin: "Okay, I understand.

"Let's go." Seeing that Liu Lin already understood, Wang Yun did not explain further and immediately got on his horse. Although there were guards following closely, Wang Yun would not feel at ease if he did not follow him personally. The group was left far behind. It was soon dusk, and the convoy ahead was found to have stopped, so Wang Yun also hid himself.

When they stopped, the first thing the team did was to set up tents, as usual. Gulan and Xiang Yunjin were busy when they saw the village chief coming over accompanied by his eldest son.

Gulan stopped her hand and walked forward, calling out, "Uncle village chief, Brother Dazhi."

"Gulan" Village Chief Li smiled gently at Gulan with his weather-beaten and wrinkled face, then looked at Xiang Yunjin who was still setting up the tent, "I just came here to ask you, Jin boy, how long is this mountain road? We have been walking for three days, but it still seems like there is no end."

Hearing that they were looking for him, Xiang Yunjin put down the bamboo in his hand and walked over.

"Villlage head."

"Jin boy, you came at the right time. You are the only one who has walked this road. Can we pass through this mountain road tomorrow?" Being surrounded by mountains every day, I feel full of oppression, and there is always a sense of impatience in my heart.

"Don't worry, Village Chief. We will definitely pass through before noon tomorrow. This place is not far from the exit of the mountain road."

"That's good, that's good." Jin boy said it so confidently that the village chief felt relieved and the smile on his face relaxed. When I thought that it would not take long to reach Yunzhou City after leaving Qingyun Ridge, I suddenly felt hopeful. Even the oppressive feeling of being surrounded by mountains suddenly eased a lot.

"I just came to ask, I won't bother you anymore, just continue with your work." After getting the answer he wanted, Village Chief Li did not stay any longer. He waved his hand and left with his son. He was anxious and the tent was not set up yet, so he dragged his eldest son over.

Gulan was in a good mood when she heard that she could really get out of the mountains tomorrow. In the past few months, she has been traveling, traveling, and traveling every day. It is boring and hard. She encounters dangers from time to time. Although danger and opportunities coexist sometimes, Gulan still wants to live a peaceful life and raise her son well. Now that such a day is about to come true, Gulan, who is in a good mood, can't help but set up the tent with brisk movements.

At the same time, Daya and Erya were not idle either, they went to feed the horses. As for the horses in the caravan, no matter who they belong to, they are temporarily subcontracted. That is to say, whoever's items are carried on the carriage or on the horse will be responsible for feeding and watering the horse. Therefore, Gulan was not responsible for the fifteen horses that she lent out, otherwise just feeding the horses would be a hard job. However, Gulan still paid for her own horse fodder, as she stockpiled a lot of it when she was in Yucheng.

After the tent was set up, the two sisters Daya lit a fire on their own and started preparing for dinner. AnAn, Goudan and other friends from Lijia Village were running wildly in the open space of the tent area, while Dahei followed AnAn like a shadow. After finally getting some fresh air, the little ones had a lot of fun.

In order to hurry along these days, even the lunch break has been compressed into half an hour, so the children can only release their nature in the evening. The adults didn't care and let them do whatever they wanted. They were inside the tent area and under their eyes all the time, so they didn't have to worry about any danger.

Baodan looked with envy at seven or eight children playing together. He also wanted to go, but when the children saw him, they immediately turned around and ran away. There were not many people left in their Xishan Village, and even fewer children. Some were too old, some were too small, and the few children of similar age didn't want to play with him. Baodan was actually quite lonely.

Baodan's mother and Zhao Gang, who had already set up the tent, felt sad when they saw their son's envious eyes on the other children who were having fun. But who can be blamed for this? It was because their family had a bad reputation that no one, whether adults or children, dared to get close to them. They really regret it now. In the past, they always thought that I should live my own life and why should I let myself suffer any injustice. But after their son was almost kidnapped, the couple realized that when something really happens, they still need help from others.

Although they have tried hard to correct themselves, get along with people around them, and correct their son's bad habits these days, this takes time. It doesn't mean that if you change others, they must also change their attitude towards you. Baodan seemed to have become a little more sensible since he recovered from his illness. Although he was still willful, he was no longer as unwilling to listen to what they said as before. The couple was both relieved and distressed about this.

Baodan's mother touched her son's head and said, "If you want to play, go ahead. They didn't play with you once, twice, but if you go more often, they will play with you."

"Really?"

"Of course, but the premise is that you can't be as willful as before, and you can't steal other children's things, and you can't curse or hit others for no reason, otherwise no one will want to play with you."

"But didn't mom say before that it was their honor that I liked their things? So what if I hit or scolded people? It's better to bully others than to be bullied."

Baodan's mother looked at her son embarrassedly. These were indeed the words she had said before, and she had always thought they were true. But the time when her son was almost lost made her realize that her previous concept of discipline was wrong, and that loving a child should not be blindly spoiled. Isn't it because of her endless pampering that her son has become so courageous that he can run away in an unfamiliar place without any hesitation?

If they continue to spoil him like this, when the child grows up, not only will he not be able to provide for them in their old age, but he will probably have to be supported by the couple themselves until the day they suck their blood dry. This kind of thing is not uncommon, it happened in Xishan Village. The son was raised to be lazy and gluttonous. Not only that, he later became addicted to gambling, sucked the blood of his parents dry, and finally sold the house. The old couple died in the shack, probably frozen to death. Their son was nowhere to be found, and the villagers worked together to make a thin coffin and buried the couple together. The couple did not participate at that time. At that time, they would never do such a job that did not earn them money.

The night their son was found, they hardly slept the entire night. They thought about a lot of things. They thought about the old man, and when they thought about their son's personality, they were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweats. They used to not take what the village chief said seriously, but after thinking it through, they realized that the village chief was doing it for their own good.

Baodan's mother really didn't know how she had become like this, becoming the shrew she once hated, and becoming an annoying person who took advantage of others and was complacent about it.