Exile is exile, is half of the capital enough as compensation?

His voice was very loud, and even though the language was unclear, Leng Youran could hear that Chong'er was clearly calling "mother".

She looked at the woman in front of her with doubt and scrutiny, and then she found that the woman in front of her was wearing coarse linen clothes and was thin. Only her chest looked bigger than that of an ordinary person. Compared with Chong'er's appearance, the person in front of her was not good-looking enough.

Although Chong'er's face was a little thin, it was fair and clean, and he didn't look like the child of the person in front of him at all.

"Chong'er is your son?"

When the woman heard her ask this, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, but she nodded, "Yes, it's from the little lady."

"Really?" Leng Youran raised her voice. Perhaps her voice was too loud, causing people on the roadside to stop.

Seeing that the place was almost crowded with people, the woman looked at Leng Youran with embarrassment, her eyes full of pleading.

Leng Youran knew that the person in front of her was not a bad person, as she could tell from the fact that she protected Chong'er with her own body.

I think the person in front of me must have something to hide.

She patted Chong'er in her arms and tried to hand the child to the woman, but Chong'er actually fell asleep in her arms. The poor little guy still hugged her neck tightly with his hands even when he fell asleep.

"How about this, I'll take you back. Chong'er is asleep, and I don't think you want to wake her up!"

The woman stretched her head to look at Chong'er and found that he was really asleep. An embarrassed expression appeared on her face again, but she finally nodded.

Seeing that she agreed, Leng Youran carried the child and walked quickly to where she stopped the horse. She held Chong'er's little butt with one hand and prepared to hold the reins with the other hand.

Before he could grab the horse, the woman was one step ahead of him and said, "Sir, let me lead the horse."

Leng Youran nodded, and the two of them, riding a horse, carried the child and walked out of the city.

Leng Youran looked at the direction the woman was leading and couldn't help but frown.

Outside the city?

As far as she knew, there were no villages within a hundred miles outside the city. Apart from Baiyun Temple, there was only a dilapidated City God Temple.

The woman seemed to sense Leng Youran's doubts and turned to give him an awkward smile. "I live with Chong'er in the City God Temple. That's why I didn't want you to send us there. It's really shabby there."

"No problem."

Seeing that Leng Youran really didn't mind, the lady breathed a sigh of relief. The three of them were not walking fast, and the little one in her arms was sleeping soundly, so Leng Youran also tried to slow down his pace.

The road was too quiet, so Leng Youran tried to find a topic to talk about, "Are you Chong'er's?"

The woman paused, then slowed down, trying to keep pace with Leng Youran. She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Nurse."

Leng Youran showed an expression of astonishment, and then asked, "What about Chong'er's parents?"

"They are gone. All the family members are gone." The woman's eyes were obviously red when she said this.

Seeing her like this, Leng Youran stopped asking.

My pace unconsciously quickened.

It was only when Leng Youran arrived at the City God Temple that he understood what the woman meant by "simple".

From a distance, except for the part that has not collapsed, the rest of the building is leaking everywhere.

When she carried the child in, she saw thatched grass laid in the corner, with several patched clothes on it.

"My benefactor, give Chong'er to me. I'll hold him."

Leng Youran did not refuse. Although Chong'er was thin, her arms were indeed a little sore from carrying him all the way.

Chong'er in his arms felt that he was being held in a different embrace. He slowly opened his eyes, and after seeing that it was a woman, he sucked his lips a few times and fell asleep again.

"Is he still breastfeeding?"

The woman smiled awkwardly, "Well, our money was stolen, and he was hungry. There was nothing I could do, so I could only continue to breastfeed him."

"What about you?" The woman in front of him was obviously too thin. Even if she had milk, it would not be much. How could she feed the child well if she didn't eat well?

The woman understood what she meant and pointed to an inconspicuous spot in the corner and said, "I will go to the mountain to find some wild vegetables, so I can have enough to eat."

Leng Youran looked in the direction she pointed and saw a broken clay pot sitting on a simple stove made of stones.

"Don't you have any relatives? Or does this child have no relatives?"

The woman shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes. "It's gone, all gone."

Leng Youran couldn't bear to see this, so he turned around and said, "Wait here, I'll be back soon."

Before the woman could refuse, Leng Youran's figure had disappeared from the spot.

In less than half a minute, Leng Youran returned with two more bags in his hands.

As soon as she came in, the woman smelled a fragrance and she swallowed instinctively.

"Give me the child first, you eat something first. Don't worry, these things are what I brought with me when I came out. I originally wanted to have a picnic outside the city, but I have to leave soon, and these things will go bad if I don't eat them." She said this because she was afraid that the woman would refuse.

She couldn't explain why she felt this way about the two strangers in front of her. She always felt that she would regret it if she didn't save them.

Because of the insight she had acquired in the end of the world in her previous life, she knew that she still had to save these two people.

The woman knew her good intentions, handed the child to Leng Youran, and knelt down with a plop, "Cui'er will always remember your kindness."

Leng Youran half-hugged Chong'er and reached out to help Cui'er up. "Get up, these are just ordinary things. I'm glad you don't mind them."

Cui'er stood up with red eyes and shook her head desperately, "No, no, no, I can never repay you for your kindness." She didn't dare to say the words of repayment. The young master was still young and she didn't know what the future would be like. It would be better not to say too many false promises.

I only hope that I can repay your kindness in my lifetime.

Cui'er didn't hesitate. She was really hungry. When she opened the bundle and saw more than a dozen white buns inside, she couldn't help but cry again.

Leng Youran felt a little sad. Cui'er wolfed down the food as if she hadn't eaten for several days.

Afraid that she would choke, he was about to hand her the water bag, but after thinking about it, he took off the water bag from his waist and said, "Drink some water, don't be anxious, eat slowly, and don't eat too much, otherwise it will be difficult to digest."

Cui'er nodded while stuffing the bun into her mouth.

He was still mumbling his thanks.

"Are you planning to stay here? Is there any place you want to go? If so, I can find a way to take you there." Leng Youran asked after Cui'er finished eating two buns.

Cui'er drank a sip of the water bag that Leng Youran handed her, and looked up in confusion. "I, I have nowhere else to go. I'm the young master's daughter, and my family also died in that disaster. Now I don't know where to take the young master."

Cui'er is a woman who has seen too many dangers in recent days. This is the first time she has felt kindness, and she couldn't help but say a few more words to Leng Youran.

Leng Youran didn't expect things to turn out like this, and she felt even more pity for Chong'er.

What kind of hatred can destroy an entire family and even spare the servants?