Jinghong Building

Chapter 95: Descendants of King Zhao

A warm feeling surged into He Ran's heart. It was remembered and missed by others. This feeling was really good.

The children were already running in to report the news, and before they even entered the door, they started shouting: "He Dazhu is here, He Dazhu 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.

Inside the room, Xiao Kui was leaning against the rocking chair. Listening to the maid reading the script, the sound of the children shouting in. Her brows moved and she sat up: "What are they shouting?"

The maid guarding outside the door ran in: "Old lady, the children said that the boss He is here."

Before he finished speaking, Xiaokui rushed out, which scared the maids. Oh my God, the old lady is going to scare people to death.

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

Only Xiao Kui's family lives in the entire alley. She bought all the houses here, so who made her family have more children?

Children will leave when they grow up, but they will come back occasionally, and new children will continue to move in.

The alley was very deep, and Xiao Kui lived in the innermost household. Before He Ran had entered the door, she saw an old lady who was dressed in disheveled and didn't even wear shoes and stumbled out.

He Ran took a few steps and hugged her!

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

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

Xiaokui pointed to a few maids: "They all grew up here. I asked them to work in Jinghonglou. They said they refused to go, and they cried and shouted to stay."

She pointed to the group of children from two to thirteen years old: "This bunch is all my granddaughter, thirty-five, and those older ones will leave here next year to start their own new lives There are three smaller ones who are still sipping, and they are still sipping. I finally got to bed now, so I won’t carry them to show you.”

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

He Ran said sincerely: "Xiaokui, you took good care of them."

Xiaokui laughed: "I don't need to take care of myself. In addition to me, they also have aunts and sisters, and everyone can take care of them."

He Ran gently hugged Xiaokui's shoulders. Her Xiaokui crawled out of the mud and used her own way to save one child trapped in the mud like her, and at the same time, she also saved herself.

The sad and crying Xiaokui was gone, and time flies, and she slowly carved the years into what she wanted.

She has never received family affection in her blood relatives, but she has given countless children a home, the courage to live, and the confidence and confidence to face life alone when she grows up.

"The boss, I live a life like a **** now. With so many girls accompanying me and cats, the girls who go out will write letters every few days and talk to me about the trivialities in their lives. Alas, I When I was a kid, I couldn’t even think about it. One day, I could live such a life.”

At night, Xiaokui held He Ran's hand and said she would sleep with her: "Girl, don't complain about me nagging. They all say I'm nagging now, but I just want to say a few more words to you. , I'm happy, I'm really happy! ”

He Ran smiled, her eyes blurred. She stroked Xiao Kuihua's white hair: "I will come to see you when I have time. You must live healthy and healthy, and we must do big things together."

"Okay, girl, I can still ride a horse. A few days later, I will ask the girls to accompany me to ride a horse. I am in a tough state."

He Ran lived in Shunde Mansion for three days, and on the fourth day, the black soil arrived.

Hei Tu did not come alone, he brought more than forty people, yes, more than forty people, because two of them were family members. All of these people are descendants of King Zhao.

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

The former owner of this house is very rich, so except for the simple gate, the house is decorated in a magnificent manner, which is no less than the official house.

The rich man thought he was very low-key, but he still caused trouble and was plotted against him, so he had to return home in disappointment.

Because this house covers a large area, no one has taken over it. Instead, Xiaokui got a big gap and bought it when the price was low. It is now considered a Jinghonglou industry.

He Ran looked inside and out and was very satisfied with the strong old Qian Feng here.

But when Black Soil brought the more than forty people over, it still filled the yard.

It’s not that the yard is not big enough, but that these forty people have too many things.

There is no need to take care of clothes, bedding, and pots and pans.

Heitu looked embarrassed and said to He Ran quietly: "I was thinking that they were probably planning to recognize their relatives but couldn't live here."

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

He Ran was amused, okay, this is actually similar to what she imagined.

So many people entered the city all at once, and it was a critical moment when Shunde Mansion was searching for female thieves. Even if there was a road guide, these people were still eye-catching.

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

He Ran didn't care either. He first asked someone to go outside and carry back several steamed buns from a large steamer, including two white flour steamed buns and an old pickle. Xiao Kui sent someone to send a huge pot, which is said to be used every year when serving porridge.

Zhang Jiahui and Zhang Jiamin are young, but they can cook porridge. They cooked a big pot of porridge. These people actually brought their own bowls and chopsticks, each with a big bowl, and found a place to drink porridge and eat steamed buns.

Zhang Jiahui and Zhang Jiamin watched a big pot of porridge be divided in a blink of an eye, and even scraped the bottom of the pot. The two looked at each other. Are these people really descendants of King Zhao? Why do you look like a refugee?

Heitu told He Ran that on the way, he took these people to have dinner together at the beginning, but most of them were unwilling to do so, so he might as well give them the money for the meal and eat them by themselves, so he gave the money. These people took the money but couldn't bear to eat it, so they became what they are now.

Seeing these people eating and drinking, 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 saw that he was at least sixty, but he said he was only fifty years old.

He Ran asked him where he learned that he was King Zhao. The old man grinned and actually cried loudly. Xiaoli scolded, "Then you cry first, the next one!"

The old man immediately stopped crying and waved his hand: "Don't cry or not, cry again, don't call the next one, I'll just say I'll say it."

He Ran looked at him with a smile, and the old man said, "From I can remember, the villagers have called me a little **** and bullied me because I don't have a father. At that time, I thought, if my father knew that I had suffered so much. He should feel so distressed!”

Baozi, today is the last day of 2023. Thank you for accompanying me through another year. Tomorrow is the first day of the year. I wish you good health and prosperity, all your wishes come true. In 2024, we will continue to rely on each other and be wonderful together. grace.

(This chapter ends)