Jinghong Tower

A warm sadness surged into He Ran's heart. It felt so good to be remembered and missed.

The children had already rushed in to report the news, and before they even entered the door, they started shouting: "Master He is here, Master He is here!"

Someone else shouted: "Grandma He, your girl is here!"

He Ran smiled, and those who didn't know thought she was Grandma He's daughter.

In the house, Xiaokui was leaning on the rocking chair, listening to the maid reading a storybook. The sound of children shouting came in. She frowned and sat up: "What are they shouting?"

The maid who was guarding the door ran in: "Old lady, the children said that Master He is here."

Before she finished speaking, Xiaokui had already rushed out, which frightened the maids. Oh my god, the old lady was scared to death.

"Shoes, your shoes, you haven't put them on yet."

Only Xiaokui's family lives in the entire alley. She has bought all the houses here. Who wants her family to have so many children?

The children will leave when they grow up, but they will come back occasionally, and new children are constantly coming in.

The alley was very deep, and Xiaokui lived in the innermost house. Before He Ran could enter, he saw an old lady with disheveled clothes and no shoes stumbled out.

He Ran took a few steps quickly and hugged her!

"Xiao Kui, I'm here to see you."

An hour later, He Ran met Xiaokui's children.

Xiaokui pointed to several maids: "They all grew up here. I asked them to go to Jinghong Tower to work, but they refused to go no matter what. They cried and shouted to stay."

She pointed to the group of children from two to thirteen years old: "These are all my granddaughters, thirty-five of them. The older ones will leave here next year to start their own new lives." Now, there are three younger ones, who are still sucking and feeding. They finally fell asleep now, so I won’t hold them for you to see."

He Ran looked at these children. Their faces were rosy, their eyes were bright, and their smiles were simple and brilliant.

He Ran said sincerely: "Xiao Kui, you take good care of them."

Xiaokui laughed: "There is no need for me to take care of them myself. In addition to me, they also have aunts and sisters. Everyone can take care of them."

He Ran gently hugged Xiaokui's shoulders. Her Xiaokui climbed out of the mud and used her own way to save one after another children like her who were trapped in the mud. At the same time, she also redeemed herself.

The miserable and crying Xiaokui back then has disappeared. As time goes by, she carves the years into what she wants.

She has never received any family affection from her own blood, but she has given countless children a home, the courage to live, and the confidence and confidence to face life alone when they grow up.

"Master, I am living like a fairy now. There are so many girls and cats accompanying me. The girls who go out will write back every now and then and talk to me about the trivial matters in their lives. Alas, I When I was a kid, I couldn’t even imagine that one day I would be able to live like this.”

At night, Xiaokui took He Ran's hand and insisted on sleeping with her no matter what: "Girl, don't think I'm nagging. They all say I'm nagging now, but I just want to talk to you more." , I’m happy, I’m really happy!”

He Ran smiled, her eyes blurred, and she stroked Xiaokui's white hair: "I will come to see you when I have time in the future. You must live a healthy life, and we will do great things together."

"Okay, girl, I can still ride a horse. Every few years, I ask the girls to accompany me to ride a horse. My body is strong."

He Ran stayed in Shunde Mansion for three days, and on the fourth day, Heitu arrived. Heitu did not come alone. He brought more than forty people, yes, more than forty people, because two of them were bringing their families.

All these people are descendants of King Zhao.

He Ran asked Xiaokui to help find a house far away from Jinghong Tower and Xiaokui's home.

The previous owner of this house was very wealthy, so apart from the simple front door, the inside of the house was magnificently decorated, no less than an official residence.

Rich people think they are very low-key, but they still attract trouble and are plotted against, and in the end they have to return home in despair.

Because this house occupies a large area, no one has ever taken it over. Instead, Xiaokui picked up the house and bought it when the price was low. Now it is regarded as the property of Jinghong Tower.

He Ran looked at it inside and out, and was very satisfied with the strong old money style here.

But when Kurotsuchi brought the forty people over, the yard was still packed.

It's not that the yard isn't big enough, but that these forty people brought too much stuff.

Not to mention clothes and bedding, there are also pots and pans.

Kurotsuchi looked embarrassed and said quietly to He Ran: "I'm thinking that they are probably planning to recognize each other, so they will stay here and never leave."

He Ran was amused. Well, this was actually pretty much what she had imagined.

So many people entered the city at once, and it was a critical moment to search for the female thief in Shunde Mansion. Even if there was a road leading, these people still attracted attention.

Xiaoli went out to take a look, and came back and said to He Ran: "Someone is watching, and those who have practiced are not ordinary people."

He Ran didn't care, so he sent someone outside to bring back several large steamer baskets of steamed buns, two white-flour steamed buns per person and a piece of pickled vegetables. Xiao Kui asked someone to bring over a huge pot, which was said to be used for porridge every year.

Zhang Jiahui and Zhang Jiamin were young, but they knew how to cook porridge. They cooked a large pot of porridge. These people actually brought their own bowls and chopsticks, each with a large bowl, and found a place to drink porridge and eat steamed buns by themselves.

Zhang Jiahui and Zhang Jiamin looked at a large pot of porridge that was finished in a blink of an eye. They even scraped the bottom of the pot. They looked at each other. Are these people really descendants of King Zhao? Why do you look like a refugee?

Heitu told He Ran that along the way, he had taken these people to eat together at first, but most of them were unwilling, so he asked him to give them the money for the meal and they would eat by themselves, so he gave the money. , these people took the money but were reluctant to eat, and it became like this.

Seeing that these people had eaten and drank enough, He Ran sat upright and asked these people to come to see her one by one.

The first person to come in was an old man. He Ran thought he was sixty at least, but he said he was only fifty.

He Ran asked him how he learned that he was King Zhao. The old man grinned and burst into tears. Xiaoli scolded him: "Then you cry first, then the next one!"

The old man immediately stopped crying and waved his hands: "If you don't cry, don't cry. Cry again later. Don't call the next one. I say what I say."

He Ran looked at him with a smile, and the old man said: "Since I can remember, people in the village have called me little bastard, and they all bullied me because I have no father. At that time, I thought, if my biological father knew that I had suffered so much He must be so distressed by his suffering!" (End of Chapter)