The pretty widow is addicted to money, and the little wolfdog asks for a hug

"Who else is in your family? Are your parents still alive? Do you have any brothers or sisters?" Mrs. Zhu asked kindly.

If the other person has a father, a mother and brothers, she would feel embarrassed to ask him to recognize Awang as his father.

Zhao Wang was sitting next to him, holding a bamboo tube in his hand, and looking at Ah Ren intently, his eyes full of expectation.

He had been married once, but the children his wife gave birth to were not his. He lived a miserable life in that family, even worse than an animal.

Later, with his mother's insistence, he finally escaped from that terrible home. From then on, he was terrified of women and getting married. Whenever a matchmaker came to his house, he refused to meet one.

Ah Ren lowered his head and remained silent.

Mrs. Zhu thought she had asked about the other person's pain point, so she waved her hands and said embarrassedly: "Hey, A'ren, don't blame Grandma Zhu for being nosy. You are the savior of Grandma Zhu and Uncle Awang. Grandma Zhu saw that you are a lovable child, alone and homeless, so she really wanted to adopt you as her grandson, so she asked more questions. Don't blame Grandma Zhu, ha ha ha..."

Likeable?

The savage, Qi Yuanxiu, looked around himself. He had a bearded face, ragged clothes, and looked dirty and filthy. He did not think he was likable.

Grandma Zhu probably felt sorry for him and wanted to take him in.

Mrs. Zhu said kindly: "Aren, what Grandma Zhu said is true. If you are homeless, just go home with Grandma Zhu. If you don't want to be Grandma Zhu's grandson, then live with our family. Anyway, you can do whatever you want. Don't stay in the mountains in the future. It's too hard and dangerous."

"It's okay, Grandma Zhu... Grandma, I... I am willing to be your grandson, as long as you don't mind," Ah Ren whispered.

He used to call her "Grandma" and never used the word "Grandma" because he was not very fluent in speaking.

"Don't despise me, don't despise me. Oh, I have a grandson now!" Mrs. Zhu laughed so hard that her shoulders began to shake.

Zhao Wang also grinned and drank a few sips of water contentedly.

Qi Yuanxiu raised his eyes and looked at Granny Zhu and asked, "Grandma Zhu, where are you going?"

He had heard them say they were going to Tuniu Village before, it was such a coincidence that he wanted to confirm it again.

The old woman sighed, "My daughter has a miserable life. She married into Tuniu Village. Her husband was hit by a stone and became a fool. Her eldest son is also paralyzed. Life is really hard. A few days ago, I heard that my granddaughter He Li returned home. Your uncle Wang and I are very worried, so we want to go and see them."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yuanxiu was stunned.

I heard from Shuoer that the hostess of the family that took him in was named Zhao Ying, the husband's brain was damaged by a stone, the eldest son was indeed paralyzed, and the third daughter was named Gu Qinghuai, who also divorced and returned to her parents' home.

All the information matches.

Zhao Ying and Zhao Wang must be brother and sister!

How could there be such a coincidence in the world? !

He just randomly saved two people, and they turned out to be relatives of the family that took in Shuo'er? !

He had been hiding in the bushes before, not wanting to meddle in other people's business in order not to attract attention. But when he saw the old woman being beaten, he thought of his dead grandmother.

When my grandmother had her head chopped off by a knife, she must have cried out to heaven and earth for help but no one could help her.

At that moment, his blood boiled and he was filled with hatred. The stubbornness and pride in his bones made him go against God and save the old woman.

So he threw a stone.

Seeing Qi Yuanxiu in a daze, Granny Zhu added, "We'll go see my daughter and then go home. My family lives in Baiyun Village."

"Yeah, okay," Qi Yuanxiu nodded, his beard and dirt on his face hiding his surprise well.

He heard from Shuo'er that their new identity was distant relatives of Gu Qinghuai's grandmother.

Now, by chance, it would be more appropriate to recognize Zhao Wang as his adoptive father and Grandma Zhu as his grandmother.

Moreover, the Gu family plans to bring their grandmother and uncle over to live with them in their old age, and Grandma Zhu and Uncle Awang will probably also live in Tuniu Village in the future.

No matter what, let me see my brother and son first.

Xuan'er was so weak, I don't know how he is now.

The three of them rested for a long time before getting back on the road. Now the sun was about to set.

Mrs. Zhu estimated that they would reach Tuniu Village at 10:00 p.m.

The stars are sparse, the moon is bright, and the frogs are croaking.

There was a wooden table in the small courtyard of Gu Laosi's house, with a big candle lit on it.

The whole family sat at the wooden table and learned Arabic numerals with Gu Qinghuai. They have now learned up to 50 and are required to be able to read and write.

Except Zhao Ying, everyone can count to 50 smoothly.

Although Gu Qingya cannot speak, she can write numbers from 1 to 50.

Zhao Ying felt that she was already old, but was still not as good as the three-year-old Xiaohuo. She shrank her head in shame and tried to reduce her presence as much as possible.

She kept encouraging herself in her heart.

It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter if she’s a little stupid, as long as the kids she gives birth to are smart.

If her man is not stupid, he is smart.

Gu Qingsong insisted on pulling her along, asking her to make progress. "Mother, don't be discouraged. Don't lose heart. I will teach you slowly when I learn it. You will learn it in a few times."

The bruises on Gu Qingsong's face had disappeared, and the stitches on the corners of his mouth and ears had been removed, but there were still obvious scars.

"Okay," Zhao Ying agreed with a bitter face.

She really didn't want to learn, those numbers made her dizzy.

Xiao Huo, who was counting on his fingers, sneezed several times in a row. He blinked his eyes and said, "My father must be missing me."

After hearing this, Qi Yuanshuo felt even more depressed.

A few days ago, he went to the northern border to look for his eldest brother. His eldest brother's shack was burned to ashes, and people there said that his eldest brother was burned to death.

But he saw the mark his elder brother had made, on the big tree behind the shack.

He knew that his eldest brother was not dead, but he was lame and most of his martial arts skills were abandoned. How could he survive alone in the mountains?

He went to Black Cloud Mountain twice but couldn't find it.

Gu Qingmiao touched Xiaohuo's furry head and said, "Xiaohuo, you will definitely see your father soon. Cousin Xiaoshitou will definitely find him."

Gu Qinghuai had already informed the whole family in advance that Xiao Shitou's eldest brother, Shi Yiren, would come and live with them.

Shi Yiren's identity is the same as Qi Yuanshuo's, both are distant relatives on the grandmother's side.

Xiaohuo nodded and was about to speak, but his eyes fixed on the gate of the yard and his mouth opened unconsciously.

Everyone followed his gaze and saw a wheelbarrow parked at the gate of the yard and three dusty men craning their necks to look into the yard.

"Grandma! Uncle!" Gu Qinghuai was the first to recognize them and stood up suddenly.

"Mom! Brother!" Zhao Ying stood up suddenly and ran towards the gate.

"Grandma! Uncle!"

Gu Qingshan, Gu Qingsong and Gu Qingmiao were also very surprised.

Mrs. Zhu hugged Zhao Ying and said with red eyes: "Yingzi, whose house is this? They even included your house inside, making it difficult for your mother to find it!"