Chapter 6222: Won’t give up
Both women know that this solidity comes from the young man in the room over there.
"For your brother's death, I once blamed Xiao An. The last time he sent you back, I knew it was not his fault, but I still couldn't help but give him a cold face... Lian'er, it was my fault that I wrongly blamed Xiao An and made him suffer for so long."
"Mom, Brother Xiao An won't take it personally, he can. I understand how you feel.”
“Xiao An is a good boy. Mom knows it. People say that when people leave, the tea cools down, but Xiao An is not that kind of person. He regards your brother as a brother. When your brother is gone, he sees it. He regards himself as our son. Look at how hard he has been working for us these past two days... Even if he is a biological son, he is nothing more than that!"
He Lian'er agreed with Mother He's words, hugged her mother and nodded gently.
Brother Xiaoan is the best person in the world, he is responsible and will never give up.
"Our He family... owes him so much, I'm afraid I won't be able to pay him back in this lifetime..." Mother He murmured, and both mother and daughter fell silent, each thinking about their own. Thoughts, the kitchen fell into silence for a time, only The sound of porridge gradually boiling in the pot, and the occasional "beep" or "beep" blast in the stove...
The two of them had cooked the multigrain porridge, and He Lian'er was still in the corner of the stove. I found two boiled eggs in the chicken coop.
Four bowls of porridge were put in. He Lianer peeled one of two hard-boiled eggs, put the yolk in He's father's bowl, and put the egg white in He's mother's bowl.
She put the remaining boiled egg into Xiao An's bowl.
He's mother saw it, smiled and said nothing, picked up the chopsticks and put the egg whites in her bowl into He Lian'er's bowl.
"Mom, I don't like to eat this stuff, it smells fishy."
"What a coincidence, mom doesn't like to eat it either."
"Then give it to me. Dad, let’s eat. Dad’s leg is injured. I’ll make something delicious for mom when we get back to a safe place.”
Mother He smiled lovingly.
The mother and daughter brought the porridge to the house. Xiao An had finished giving He's father a massage. Xiao An was washing his hands. He's father had woken up and was sitting on the bed, his face looking better than before.
Mother He and He Lian'er looked at each other, and both mother and daughter breathed a sigh of relief.
"Come, let's drink some porridge while it's hot to satisfy our stomach."
He's mother greeted and put the porridge into He's father's hand.
He Lian'er brought Xiao An's bowl to him, with pure eyes, sweet smile, and soft voice: "Brother Xiao An, you should have something to eat too."
Xiao An lowered his head and glanced at her hand The gruel in my hands... is really, really thin.
The last time I ate this kind of thin multi-grain porridge was probably many years ago when my family still lived in the old Yang family house, right?
Seeing Xiao An's eyes falling on the bowl but not picking it up, He Lian'er felt a little uneasy.
Brother Xiao An's family is so well off, he must not be used to eating this kind of food, it really makes him feel wronged.
"There is only this little left in the rice vat at Uncle Long's house. I don't dare to use it all. I left a little for the old man, but I couldn't find any wheat flour..."
As soon as his hand was empty, Xiao An took the bowl. After passing by, he raised his head and took a sip of the porridge, grinning at him: "I haven't had it in many years." This kind of multi-grain porridge, well, it tastes like when I was a kid."
After saying that, he raised his head and drank again. He Lian'er was secretly happy that Brother Xiao An didn't dislike this multi-grain porridge. The family is well off, but the character is even better. He has never looked down on the poor.
He Lian'er was just about to remind Xiao An to drink slowly and not to burn it when Xiao An suddenly said "Eh" and looked at the boiled egg exposed at the bottom of the bowl, feeling happy.
“Ha, is there any treasure hidden in this bowl?”
He Lian'er's face turned slightly red, "It's just an egg, what kind of treasure is it?"
Xiao An looked at her: "Give it to uncle, I don't need this."
He Lian'er The son shook his head hurriedly, "My dad has it in his bowl. It's just for you, brother Xiao An."
"Then do you and your aunt have it?" Xiao An asked again. "We all have them. We just ate them in the kitchen."
"Seriously?"
"Well, really!"
"I don't believe it, I have to take a look..."
He Lian'er stopped Xiao An, "Brother Xiao An Stop looking at it. What do you think? You eat it quickly. My mother has something to ask you later!”
In this case, Xiao An had to pick up the bowl. I ate the eggs in a few mouthfuls.
The corners of He Lian'er's lips raised slightly, her eyes as gentle as water.
After eating a bowl of hot porridge, everyone felt much more comfortable. Even Father He narrowed his eyes and let out a long sigh.
"Xiao An, it's all thanks to you this time. If you hadn't arrived in time, the three of us might have gone down to reunite with Qingsong..."
He's father said helplessly. , his eyes fell on He Lian'er, full of guilt and reluctance.
He is not afraid of going down to reunite with his son Qingsong, he even yearns for it.
But his daughter was only fifteen years old, and he couldn't leave her behind...
Xiao An coughed lightly and said to Father He: "Qingsong and I are good brothers, brothers for life. If he is gone, I will be your son. "Uncle, aunt, let's not say any polite words, let's discuss the next thing first."
He's father withdrew his eyes from He Lian'er and fell on Xiao An.
Earlier, Mother He thought of He Qingsong again and was hanging her head in tears. Now she quickly turned her face to the side and wiped the water stains from the corners of her eyes and raised her head to look at Father He and Xiao An.
He Lian'er looked at Xiao An with admiration.
No matter where she goes, she listens to brother Xiao An and does whatever he arranges for her.
"Xiao An, I'm ashamed to say it. This is the money you gave us last time... After all, there are only fifty taels left..."
How did Father He use this money in such a short time? In a few months, he had only spent so much, and he told Xiao An about how he wanted to buy a field but was tricked by Wang Ba when he got drunk.
At the end, he sighed, "...it's my useless uncle who failed to live up to your expectations. He didn't buy the property and even built several old houses from his hometown into it..."
Xiao An shook his head and corrected Father He with a serious face: "Uncle, it's not that you are useless, it's that they are too arrogant."
He glanced at He Lian'er who was sitting obediently next to him. He had known He Qingsong for five or six years, and he had watched this girl grow up.
When she thought about how she was almost harmed by a bastard like Wang Mozi, Xiao An felt a surge of evil fire in her chest, wishing she could rush back to Tianba Village and kill Wang Mouse.
“Xiao An, your uncle and I have lost our last home now. We can’t go back to Tianba Village, and there is no one in my family’s family who knows how to take us in...”< br>
"Even if there are relatives to take you in, can you bear to bring trouble to others?" He's father interrupted He's mother and asked.
Mother He was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what this meant.
He Lian'er's expression suddenly changed as she was sitting next to her. She, being so smart as ice and snow, suddenly had a bad prediction.
"Dad, what do you mean, even if we escape from Tianba Village this time, we can't escape this matter. The Wang family will keep chasing us? Will they report to the officials and take us back? Pay for the life of the second child of the Wang family?”
Hearing her daughter’s question, He’s mother’s heart sank suddenly. She looked at Father He in horror, and saw Father He’s face gloomy and serious. He bowed his head.
“For people like Wang Ba, he has always bullied others, and he has suffered such a big loss this time... He will never let it go!”
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