Having more children makes life less valuable. Sacrificing one child to keep the whole family alive is not a difficult choice for these untouchables.

If you want a child, you can have another one.

The witch boy was focused on the direction his parents left, but he did not lift the curtain.

This little girl is quite smart. Usually, children of this age have deep feelings of admiration for their parents and refuse to be separated even if they cry and shout.

She had taken a bath last night and was back to being a clean and tidy child. Apart from being thin, she seemed to have no other problems.

For a child, his mouth was sewn for three days and he was still not dehydrated. He could recover after eating two meals and sleeping. Not only was he physically strong, but he also had a strong desire to live.

If not, Fu Shanyue wouldn't bother to take her away.

She gently tugged on He Lingchuan's sleeve and pointed at the wound on her mouth.

"Acupuncture wounds heal quickly, maybe half a day at most." Lingguang's wound medicine never loses its effectiveness.

His monkey likes children. If Lingguang were here, he should be able to play with the little witch boy? "What's your name?"

The wizard boy blinked and shook his head.

It’s not surprising that in the countryside, children are often given nicknames instead of formal titles in order to make their children easier to support.

Fushan said lazily: "From now on, your name will be Taozi."
Chapter completed!