Chapter 118: Taking in Yuan'er

No one expected that the little girl would faint. It must be that the sudden death of her mother was too much of a blow to her. The three of them felt somewhat sympathetic towards her.

"Brother Yao, what should we do?"

Lu Xingyao also had a headache. It was true that kindness always counts.

Anyway, this was something the old man caused because he couldn't help himself, so let him handle it himself.

He glanced at the dead woman on the ground, then looked at the two men, "What else can we do? Let's find a place to bury her while the moon is dark and the wind is strong!"

The cousin who was traveling with him was stunned for a moment, his lips trembling, "This little girl is also a living life, it's not good to bury her alive like this, right?"

The two of them looked at Lu Xingyao with indescribable eyes. No one wanted to have an extra burden, but they didn't expect Brother Yao to be so cruel that he wanted to bury the girl alive and reunite the mother and daughter.

Lu Xingyao's forehead twitched, and he lowered his voice and growled, "What nonsense are you talking about? I asked you to bury this woman and take the child back quietly!"

Why did I bury the child alive? Am I that kind of person?!

The two looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off a heavy load. They thought just now that the little girl was going to be buried alive. They almost thought that Brother Yao was such a cruel person. They were really scared.

After dealing with the woman, the three men carried the unconscious girl away as quickly as possible.

I wanted to report this to the old man and see what to do with the child, but the old man seemed to be in a good mood and is now snoring in his sleep.

Lu Zhou and Song also fell asleep.

It was a long night, so Lu Xingyao had no choice but to put the child aside, took off his coat and covered the child with it, then wrapped himself in a scarf and warmed himself by the fire for a while, waiting to ask the old man tomorrow.

He sighed, not knowing what he was thinking about.

It is really misfortune for a young person like me to have to deal with such a few unreliable elders.

Lu Xingyan was awake. At some point, he walked over to sit beside him. "Why are you sighing?"

Lu Xingyao curled his lips, "The kind-hearted people all fell asleep, leaving the mess to me."

Lu Xingyan curved his lips and smiled faintly, "Ayao is sensible and knows how to share the burden for the elders."

As he said this, he was still thinking about comforting his nephew and raised his hand to touch the man's head.

Lu Xingyao subconsciously dodged to the side, his forehead twitching, "Uncle San, let's not do this!"

In those days, there was an old wandering Taoist priest who said that my grandfather had a noble destiny, but there were some changes. He was destined to have only two sons. The birth of my third uncle was against the will of heaven, and he was punished by heaven. Influenced by his father's fate, he was weak and sickly, and death was a matter of time.

My grandfather didn't believe in such supernatural things, but my third uncle fell seriously ill that year and was on his last breath. Even the imperial doctors in the palace couldn't do anything about him.

It was the eldest sister-in-law who persuaded my grandfather, and he finally listened to the old Taoist priest and tried to remember the person down to his grandchildren. Strangely, the serious illness was inexplicably cured, and later my third uncle actually got much better. Although he suffered from major and minor illnesses many times afterwards, his life was not in danger.

Therefore, Lu Xingyan is still the elder in the family on the surface, and the younger generations can call him that way normally, but in fact, in the family tree, he is of the same generation as his grandson Lu Xingyao.

For Lu Xingyao, he usually called him Third Uncle, but in fact, he simply regarded Lu Xingyan as a peer, so he would not give him a pat on the head, which was something that elders did!

Lu Xingyan had no choice but to withdraw his hand and sighed slightly, thinking that his nephew had grown up.

The next day, Lu Qing woke up and saw the little girl standing in front of him. He was stunned, "???"

Lu Zhou pulled his son aside and said, "Just give him some food. Why did you bring him back again?"

Lu Xingyao resisted the urge to roll his eyes and secretly told himself that this was his biological father. Even though he was not kind, he should still be filial to him.

"Her mother is dead. I can't just leave her there. Without her mother to protect her, she might be sold to a place like that today."

Song was surprised, "He died?"

Lu Xingyao nodded and told her everything that happened last night: "I just went over to see her, but before I could even say a word, she was gone. The little girl fainted from crying, so I had to bring her back."

Lu Zhou glanced at the little girl, who was biting a piece of biscuit at the moment. He sighed slightly, "You have always been steady, why didn't you come back to discuss it with the elders first, and then just decided to bring the person back?"

This is a person, still young, with an extra mouth to feed, and whose origins are unknown. He is not one of the kittens and puppies that I took in when I was in the mansion before.

Lu Xingyao: "Son wanted to discuss this with the elders. I just buried the body, and when I came back I saw you were all asleep. Didn't I wake you up?"

His expression and tone were weird, as if he was saying: Look, my son who is working hasn't said anything, but my father who has good intentions but does no work is now preaching to me.

Lu Zhou: "."

Song glanced at her husband, coughed lightly, and signaled her son to just say a few words and save some face for his father.

Whether the little girl cares or not depends entirely on what Lu Qing decides. After all, the old man is the head of the family.

Lu Qing stared at the little girl in front of him for a long time, then asked, "What's your name, and how old are you?"

The little girl tried hard to swallow the biscuit in her mouth and said obediently: "Grandpa, my name is Yuan'er, and I am ten years old."

Lu Qing sighed. She was ten years old, one year younger than her granddaughter. If she fell into such a prostitute place, her life would be ruined.

"Your mother is now dead, and you are left alone. Have you ever thought about what to do in the future?"

Speaking of her mother who passed away last night, Yuan'er's eyes dimmed, she shook her head, and suddenly raised her face again, "Grandpa, can I go with you?"

Lu Qing was slightly stunned. "You and your mother left your hometown with those uncles, and I think you are going to a prosperous place. We are exiled criminals who are going to the north. Some of us have killed people. Do you really want to go with us?"

He wanted to explain the situation in more detail, but he felt that the girl was only ten years old and might not understand.

"Yes." Yuan'er's eyes were bright and she was not scared by Lu Qing's words.

Lu Qing: "There may not be much to eat along the way, and you won't have anything to wear when it gets cold. The north is even colder, and it won't be much better than your current situation. Have you thought about it?"

Yuan'er nodded heavily, her movements cautiously, like a kitten afraid of being abandoned.

Lu Qing sighed, "In that case, just follow me."

Lu Xingyan on the side didn't say anything, but just looked at Yuan'er a few more times.

Lu Qing called his son and daughter-in-law over and told them to leave Yuan'er behind, and that they would follow the exile team to the north from now on.

Xu was surprised, "Father, the journey is long, can this little girl make it?"

He looks younger than her son Youtang.

Lu Youtang was happy that he had a playmate of the same age, and he took the initiative to hold Yuan'er's hand.

Yuan'er's body stiffened, and she subconsciously wanted to pull her hand out, but facing so many eyes looking at her, she didn't do so.