After entering the book, I emptied the warehouse of my foster mother's house to farm

Jiang Hao walked further into the alley, but it was very quiet. The doors of every house were closed and there was no one in sight.

She clearly saw the old man enter the alley. Could it be that he was just passing by?

but……

"Squeak-"

Jiang Hao was concentrating on thinking when a wooden door behind her suddenly opened. She subconsciously turned around and looked towards the source of the sound with vigilance.

At this time, a woman in her forties, dressed in pudding clothes, thin and carrying a wooden basin and a washing stick came out from the wooden door.

The woman was slightly stunned when she saw Jiang Hao, but she just glanced at him, put down the things in her hands, and reached out to close the door.

"Auntie."

Jiang Hao walked towards her and said in a soft and gentle voice with a bit of joy: "Aunt, I want to ask you about someone."

The woman was slightly stunned when she heard this, obviously not knowing what this neatly dressed and pretty girl wanted to ask.

There are only a few families living in this alley, all of them are poor and have no food to eat. Who would have such a relative who can be seen at a glance as a wealthy family?

The most important thing is that when a young lady from a wealthy family goes out, she doesn’t even have a maid to serve her.

"I came here to visit my relatives, but I encountered robbers on the way."

Jiang Hao's words made the woman's heart tighten. "My hometown suffered a disaster, so I left with my parents to live with relatives, but we got separated from them. My father said he used to live here, and he should be an old man with gray hair now. Auntie, you live here, do you remember it?"

Jiang Hao's words were too general, but fortunately there were only a few families here. The woman thought about it and shook her head: "Most likely they moved away."

After a pause, he asked again, "What's his last name?"

Jiang Hao shook his head.

After some effort, Jiang Hao didn't ask anything.

The woman was also in a hurry to go to the master's house to wash clothes, so she picked up her things and left in a hurry.

But just as Jiang Hao was about to look for it himself, the gate opened again.

In the yard, there stood a little girl about eight or nine years old. She was pale and thin, but her eyes were black and bright.

"Sister, ask Grandma, I know."

The little girl said in a low voice.

Jiang Hao was stunned: "Really?"

The little girl nodded immediately, but she did not rush to tell where the man was. Instead, she said, "If I tell you where he is, can you give me some food? I haven't had a full meal for a long time."

The little girl's eyes dimmed a little and her voice became smaller and smaller.

Hearing this, Jiang Hao took out a bun from his pocket and handed it to her like a magic trick: "Just tell me, you can eat as much as you want."

When the little girl saw the buns, her eyes lit up and she blurted out, "I can actually exchange them for food."

Ok? ? ?

Jiang Hao seemed to know something, but she didn't know who taught her.

The little girl took the bun, ate half of it, and saved the remaining half. She leaned out half of her body and pointed at the wooden door with a red string hanging on it not far away and said, "There is a grandfather with gray hair in that house. He doesn't come every day, but every time he comes, he will cough a few times at the door. Grandma is never at home, so she doesn't know."

That's it!

Jiang Hao immediately took out a dime and stuffed it into the little girl's pocket. He then told her to close the door and not to tell anyone about what had just happened. Then he heard a slight noise coming from the door.

Jiang Hao quickly dodged into the yard, quickly and briskly closed the door with both hands, and then covered the little girl's mouth: "Shh - don't talk."