Abandoned daughter takes charge of the family, so rich that even the best people can't envy

He knew that there were many dangers around him, so even when he met this girl today, he did it to conceal his presence. Firstly, it was for his own safety, and secondly, he did not want to cause trouble for the little girl.

But he believed that within three years, he would be able to clear the obstacles and eliminate the hidden dangers, and then he would support her openly.

Song Jinxiu frowned because the predictive ability of her golden pupils was activated again.

Since she had her special powers reopened, she could control her golden pupils to observe the structure of the human body and could detect other people's ill intentions towards her, but her ability to predict the future was only for this young man.

At this moment, she saw the young man lying in a patch of yellow sand, his eye sockets sunken, his skin cracked, and he was dying. Only the pockmarked man was beside him.

The man with the pockmarked face was also in a dishevel. He cut his wrist with a dagger and wanted to feed his master with his blood, but was stopped by the young man.

"In this way, we will all die here. Don't worry about me. Go out and find reinforcements. I'll wait for you here."

"No, I won't leave. Master, don't try to trick me into leaving. I'm the only one left among the Twelve Guards now, and I can't abandon you.

Besides, the sky is filled with yellow sand here, and I can't tell east from west. Master, I must die with you. I will follow you in the next life."

The pockmarked man tried to let his blood drip into the young man's mouth, but the young man kept his lips tightly closed. At this moment, a burst of yellow sand rolled in, burying both of them.

Seeing this scene, Song Jinxiu actually felt a dull pain in her heart.

Looking at the young man in front of him again, although his skin color was dark due to excessive blood loss, his cheeks were plump and his eyes were bright and lively.

Forget it, since I have seen it, it is fate, I can’t just ignore it.

Besides, I haven’t even hugged this thigh yet?

Song Jinxiu glanced at Doctor Feng and said, "Please find some branches, Doctor Feng, so I can help fix your master's arm."

Feng Shouren asked in confusion, "Miss Song, my master is injured in the shoulder. What's the point of fixing the arm?"

"Just go when I tell you to." Su Mo said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Doctor Feng received the master's order and quickly shut up and went out.

Su Mo then looked at Song Jinxiu, "What do you want to say by sending Doctor Kaifeng away?"

Song Jinxiu: "Did you see that?"

Su Mo nodded. "Just say what you want to say. I will help you if I can."

Who wants your help? I want to help you, okay?

Song Jinxiu rolled her eyes at him, then took out a small box the size of a bottle cap from her purse.

After thinking about it, he took out a small portable folding telescope.

Su Mo looked at the two things in confusion. He didn't show it on his face, but he was curious inside.

Song Jinxiu opened the small box and pointed to the compass inside. "This is a compass. Look, no matter how you turn it, the arrow always points to the south."

Su Mo took it and tried it, and was amazed.

Song Jinxiu asked, "This can be used day or night, cloudy or rainy. Would it be useful for you to identify directions during marches and battles?"

Su Mo's eyes were excited. "It's useful, very useful. Is this for me?"

Song Jinxiu nodded.

Su Mo quickly put it in his arms, as if he was afraid that Song Jinxiu would go back on her word.

Song Jinxiu couldn't help but laugh, fiddling with the telescope and said, "This is also a treasure. It can see very far."

As she spoke, she adjusted the telescope and handed it to him. "Try it."

Su Mo imitated Song Jinxiu and picked up the telescope to look at her.

When he took a quick look, he was startled by the huge eye.

Song Jinxiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Why are you looking at me? Look into the distance."

Song Jinxiu lifted the curtain of the carriage window and motioned him to look outside.

Su Mo turned sideways to look at the clear leaves swaying in the wind in the distance, and couldn't help but look back at Song Jinxiu in surprise.

"Is this the legendary clairvoyance?"

Song Jinxiu nodded. "Well, a telescope, or you can call it a clairvoyance."

Su Mo turned sideways and looked into the distance again, then sat back down, looking at Song Jinxiu with deep eyes, "How did you get all this?"

Song Jinxiu looked at him and said, "I said it was given by an immortal. Do you believe it?"

"I believe it, Miss Song. Do you have anything else?" Su Mo said, glancing at his still bulging purse.

Song Jinxiu followed his gaze and looked at the purse in her hand.

She quickly threw the purse into the backpack and asked coldly, "What? Are you still not satisfied?"

"No," Su Mo quickly explained, "Miss Song, it's better not to show these treasures to others in the future. Do you agree with the principle of 'the man is innocent, but guilty of possessing a treasure'?"

Song Jinxiu looked at him coldly: "Then will you covet my things and do something bad to me?"

Su Mo quickly shook his head: "Of course I won't."

Song Jinxiu then smiled and said, "That's all right. I don't think you're an ungrateful person. If you feel bad about it, just give me more money."

"Of course. I'll have Su Kui send you some money later."

Su Mo was still worried and said, "Miss Song, not everyone is a gentleman. You'd better be careful."

Song Jinxiu waved her hand and said, "I see. I gave it to you because you're a good person. Remember, keep these two things with you. Don't lend them to others, and don't let anyone know. They might even save your life in an emergency."

Seeing that it was getting late, Song Jinxiu did not stay any longer and rushed home with the basket on her back.

There was an extra 1,000 taels of silver in her space.

Su Mo promised to let the pockmarked man go back and get the remaining money. This thousand taels was his consultation fee.

Su Mo ordered the pockmarked man to secretly escort Song Jinxiu back home, and then he left with peace of mind.

I didn’t expect that a little peasant girl could be so talented.

In the carriage, Su Mo fumbled with the compass and telescope. These things were small and exquisite, but their functions were amazing. He didn't know what materials they were made of. Could they be the work of an immortal?

Thinking of the little girl's treasure-filled purse...

"Su Kui, let Yiming leave the Dark Tower and become Miss Song's personal nanny. You can send it over along with the money later."

"Ah? Master, Yiming is the head coach. Asking her to protect the Song family's daughter is a waste of talent, isn't it? Otherwise, pick a few good ones from the fourth floor and send them over?"

The pockmarked man was reluctant to let go. Yiming was his dream lover. If he followed Miss Song, would they ever see each other again?

“Fourth floor? No, I don’t want anyone to know that I have any relationship with that little girl.

"Let's take Yiming. No one knows her identity. Take her indentures with you. From now on, her only owner will be Miss Song."

Isn't she just hoping to die of old age? That way, even if something bad happens to her, Yiming will be there to protect her, right?

Song Jinxiu skipped down the mountain and just as she reached the door of her house, she heard a commotion inside.

"Oh, how pitiful, being forced into this state"

"That's right. Sister Xinghua is also unlucky. She saw her children being able to survive, but she didn't expect that she would not be able to enjoy it."

"Mom, please don't die, Mom, please don't die..."

The yard was full of people, and the crying of my younger sister and brother could be heard from the house again.

mother?

Song Jinxiu frowned. Could it be that something happened to the original owner's mother?

"Sister, you're finally back. Our mother hanged herself. Woo woo woo..."

"Hanged? What happened?"

Song Jinxiu walked forward and looked at the woman on the bed.

In my memory, the original owner's mother was thin and dark-skinned, but she was in good health.

But the woman lying on the bed in front of him had sunken eyes, a gray face, and extra white hair on her temples.