Bastards are difficult

When Zhang Xiu woke up drowsily, he only heard low crying in his ears, and he became very irritable when he heard too much.

As an orphan, Zhang Xiu never expected anyone to care about him. Even if he was hit by a car and died, he would die. Who would bother to save him and cry for him?

Her throat was so dry, Zhang Xiu couldn't help but hooked her fingers, and then a little girl yelled in surprise, "Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wait, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up."

What are you crying for?Those who did not die were cried to death.If I was crying to death, I wouldn't be grateful even if you saved me.

Zhang Xiu drew a clear line in his mind, opened his eyes with difficulty, his vision was a little blurry, he couldn't see anything clearly, he could only vaguely see two women beside him, one big and one small, strange, I have neither wife nor daughter , how could there be two women?

However, her throat was extremely dry, and even opening her mouth hurts to death. Zhang Xiu endured the pain tearing her throat and desperately uttered a word: "...water."

Then there was another noise, and there was a spoon-shaped thing close to his mouth. Zhang Xiu clearly smelled the moisture of the water, drank the water in one gulp, opened his mouth again, and kept praying in his heart that the good-hearted people would give him more. He drools.

After drinking a few more sips of water, my tired body couldn't hold on anymore, and I fell asleep again.

He fell asleep, but Yu chanted Amitabha with tears in his eyes.

The little girl Cui'er beside her was also very happy: "Don't worry, Auntie, the doctor has already said that the young master will be fine when he wakes up. The young master turned evil into good fortune this time, and he will definitely be rich and live a long life in the future."

Yu broke through his tears and smiled: "You are the only one with a sweet mouth. Alas, it's good to wake up. Madam will be happier when she finds out."

Tweety pursed her lips and said nothing, just went about her own business.

Mrs. Yu didn't care, but she just paid attention to wiping the sweat off Zhang Xiu's forehead from time to time, and changed him into a clean set of clothes every two hours, so as not to get sick again if covered with sweaty clothes.

Mrs. Yu is the concubine of the third master of Uncle Yongning's mansion. If he is the third master, Zhang Qian is just a concubine. Because his wife, Mrs. Hang, has been married for ten years and has no children. Shi.

Yu Shi was pregnant half a year after entering the door, and then Zhang Xiu was left. At that time, Zhang Qian and Hang Shi were very rare for a while, especially Hang Shi, who directly raised Zhang Xiu to his knees. Yu Shi didn't dare to wash her face with tears every day. Talk too much.

Who would have thought that when Zhang Xiu was three years old, the Hang family was also pregnant. Although she only gave birth to a daughter, but after all, the relatives who came over were more than the relatives, so the care of Zhang Xiu inevitably became slack. No, five-year-old children love to play Accidentally fell into the pool, and only the last breath was left after being rescued.

Zhang Qian only had this one son, and he still loved him very much. Seeing this situation, he couldn't help but feel discouraged. He just thought that he was not destined to have children—he didn't see that the first-year-old pro daughter was so sick that she might die at any time. what?If not, how could Hang ignore Zhang Xiu's care?If it wasn't for the meat on my body that I raised with my own hands for three or four years, how could I have no feelings at all?

After the doctor came to the conclusion, everyone thought that the child would not survive. Not only Zhang Qianhang, but even the fourth younger brother who had always been at odds with him came to laugh at him. Only Yu refused to believe it and insisted on taking care of Zhang himself. Xiu, when she carried Zhang Xiu back to the house, her small body was devoid of any heat except for her heart.

This is the meat that fell from her pregnancy in October. How could Yu believe that her child was gone just like that? I don’t know if it was mother-child connection or what. In the end, Yu almost gave up, but Zhang Xiu woke up. Although only one word was said, it was enough to make people ecstatic.

When her mood calmed down, she quickly asked Cui'er to announce the good news to her master Zhang Qian and his wife Hang.

Because his only son was ill, Zhang Qian lived in the study, and he tossed and turned for several nights without sleep. Now he was in a good mood when he heard the good news.

After Hang got the news, he clasped his palms together and recited Amitabha Buddha. The heart he had been holding was finally relieved. Just looking at his sick daughter, he couldn't help but feel sore again.

The Hang family is not a stingy person. Although he was not very affectionate to her, he never treated her poorly, and he was not as harsh as other concubines. Of course, Yu's good embroidery work is also a reason. Absolutely, a pair of handkerchiefs can be sold at a high price of several taels of silver, which greatly relieved the pressure on the family for the Hang family.

The old uncle has passed away, and the old lady of the Zhang family died earlier than the old uncle. Now the new uncle is the eldest brother of the Zhang family, Zhang Yan, and the other brothers absolutely have no reason to borrow the elder brother's house.

Zhang Yan didn't treat his brothers harshly, but Zhang's son lived too much. As Zhang's concubine, Zhang Qian didn't get a lot of property, just a three-entry yard with ten hectares of land, 2000 taels of silver and other miscellaneous things. At that time, he was also considered a low-marriage. What he liked was that although Zhang Qian was a bastard, he could study and be willing to make progress. He had a future. At that time, Zhang Qian was the No. 20 eighth talent in the second best high school Jinshi. He was proud of his youth and attracted many daughters in Shengjing. People are vying for it, but now 16 years have passed, and the young Jinshi in those days has now become Master Zhang. Zhang Qian has changed almost every time in the six departments. Every time he gets a new position, he works hard and conscientiously. It's just that from being promoted from the seventh rank to the current fifth rank doctor of the Ministry of Industry, the work is tedious and energy-consuming, but more often than not, it is thankless, and anyone who has a problem blames the Ministry of Industry.

Zhang Qian has long been thinking about finding a position for a foreigner. He is now a fifth rank, and if he is released, he will be at least a fourth rank. Besides, he has worked hard for more than ten years and has been well received. It is not difficult to get a foreigner. .

He planned well, but who knew that his son's illness would wipe out all his ambitions.

If a man has no descendant blood, what is there to be proud of even if he is an official?

On the whole, although Mr. Zhang's family is not a poor family, it is really not a wealthy family.

Zhang Xiu doesn't know the current situation at home. He is dreaming, and the dream is full of strange things. His previous life is entangled with the experience of this little child. After a long time, even he himself can't tell whether he is the old man in modern times. Zhang Xiu, who was just promoted to the youngest director at the age of 30 but died in a car accident after drinking too much in a moment of pleasure, was the same Zhang Xiu who was just five years old and had a father, two mothers and a little sister who rarely met.

The five-year-old child doesn’t have many memories. In the second half of the night, Zhang Xiu finally settled down and stopped talking in his dreams and kicking the quilt. Yu was pleased that the child recovered, but she was almost sick. She has been taking care of Zhang Xiu for two days and two nights. He didn't close his eyes, his big almond eyes were bloodshot.

It was Tweety who promised to take good care of the young master that made Yu lie on the couch outside and close his eyes for a while.

The biological clock of the previous life has not been changed in this life, Zhang Xiu woke up on time at six o'clock the next morning.

Looking at the embroidered bed curtain above his head, looking at the antique furniture of unknown wood around him, combined with the memories in his mind, Zhang Xiu came to a very fashionable conclusion: he, Zhang Xiu Zhang Director (financial director, although I just got promoted), traveled through time, I don’t know what dynasty it was, but it definitely couldn’t be the Qing Dynasty, because he didn’t shave both ends of the moon.

Let's settle down if it comes, otherwise what else?

Anyway, God has eyes, not only have parents in this life, but the parents are pretty good to him, although the two mothers make people feel a little uncomfortable.

As for what will happen in the future, Zhang Xiu looked at his little arms and legs. As a five-year-old child, he is powerless to do anything, not to mention that he is still in the burnout period. Let's talk about it when he gets better.