Both mothers knew that this sense of security came 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's my mother.

I was wrong, I wrongly blamed Xiao An, and made him suffer for so long."

"Mom, brother Xiao An won't take it personally. He can understand your mood."

"Xiao An is a good boy. Mom knows it. People say that when people leave, the tea is cold, but Xiao An is not that kind of person. He regards your brother as a brother. Now that your brother is gone, he seems to regard himself as our son.

Look at the way he has been working so hard for us these past two days... Even if he is a biological son, he is nothing more than this!"

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.

In the silence, there was only the sound of the porridge gradually boiling in the pot, and the occasional "beep", "beep" blast in the stove...

The two of them had cooked multigrain porridge, and He Lian'er also found two eggs in the chicken coop in the corner of the stove and boiled them.

Four bowls of porridge were put in, and He Lianer peeled one of the two hard-boiled eggs, put the yolks into He's father's bowl, and the egg whites into 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 this food, it smells fishy."

"What a coincidence, my mother doesn't like eating it either."

"Then give it to my dad. His leg is injured. When we get back to a safe place, I will make something delicious for my mom."

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.

"Here, 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, please have something to eat too."

Xiao An lowered her head and glanced at the gruel in her hand...it was really, really thin.

The last time I ate this kind of thin multigrain 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.

"Uncle Long's family only has this little rice in the jar. I don't dare to use it all. I left some for the old man, but I couldn't find any wheat flour..."

When his hand was empty, the bowl was taken by Xiao An. He raised his head and took a sip of the porridge, grinning at him: "I haven't had this kind of multigrain porridge for many years. 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 did not dislike this multigrain porridge. Although he came from a good family, he had a better character and never looked down on the poor.

He Lian'er was 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 shook her head hurriedly, "My father has some in his bowl. This is just for you, brother Xiao An."

"Then are you and your aunt together?" Xiao An asked again.

"We all have them. We just ate them in the kitchen."

"really?"

"Well, really!"

"I don't believe it, I have to take a look..."

He Lian'er stopped Xiao An and said, "Brother Xiao An, stop looking at it. It's all gone into your stomach. What do you think? You should eat it quickly. My mother has something else to ask you later!"

In this case, Xiao An had no choice but to pick up the bowl and eat 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 better. 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 would have gone down to reunite with Qingsong..."

Father He said helplessly, his eyes falling on He Lian'er, full of guilt and reluctance.

He is not afraid of going down to reunite with his son Qingsong, and even looks forward to it.

But his daughter is only fifteen years old, and he can'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 away, I will be your son, uncle, and aunt. I won't say any polite words. Let's discuss the next step first."

thing."

Father He took his eyes away from He Lian'er and landed on Xiao An.

He's mother thought of He Qingsong again earlier 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 He's father 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..."

Father He told Xiao An how he had spent so much money in just a few months, and how he wanted to buy a field but was tricked by Wang Ba when he got drunk.

At the end, he lamented, "...it's my useless uncle who failed to live up to your expectations. He even built a few old houses from his hometown into the property before buying 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, and she wanted to rush back to Tianba Village and kill Wang Mozi.

"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 parents' family who knows how to take us in..."

"Even if there are relatives who 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.

The expression on He Lian'er's face suddenly changed, and she, who was as 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. Will the Wang family keep chasing us? Will they report us to the officials and take us back to pay for the death of the Wang family's second son?

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Hearing her daughter's question, He's mother's heart suddenly sank. She looked at Father He in horror, and saw He's father with a gloomy face and a heavy nod.
Chapter completed!