Heaven's Beloved took the adoption manual of the sick apprentice

Chapter 154 Waiting
After Song Heqing finished listening, he put the case file and the volume he had recorded in his sleeve into his sleeve.

"Wait for my news, don't move around casually these two days, and ask Ranran to be careful." Song Heqing warned.

Aunt Li nodded, "Okay, don't worry, I'll ask Ranran to close the door."

After a few words of warning, Song Heqing left.

After leaving the alley, he came to the market. The crowd was noisy. Song Heqing followed the crowd and walked around.

Then I went to the restaurant that day
There were not many people outside the restaurant, but it was very noisy inside.

Ordinary people would not set foot in this place without incident, nor would they look around curiously. They would usually stay far away when passing by, to avoid bumping into any noble people.

Song Heqing stood a little abruptly at the door. He glanced twice before the shopkeeper came out and said, "Why don't you come in and sit down? Our restaurant dares to be the first in Xishui County, and no one dares to be the second."

Song Heqing smiled distantly and took a step back.

"No, I want to ask the storyteller here yesterday when will he come again?"

The shopkeeper sneered, "He, he's not coming. If you're looking for him, then I won't waste your time, just stand here."

"Why didn't he come?"

The shopkeeper ignored him. He looked well-dressed, but he didn't expect that he was a poor man who couldn't even enter a restaurant. It seemed that he had miscalculated and wasted his time.

Song Heqing looked at the shopkeeper's leaving figure, thought for a while and followed him in.

He had a hunch that that person would never leave in despair and would definitely come back, but he didn't know the specific time.

Song Heqing was sitting in the corner near the window. The shopkeeper on the side saw him and frowned, why did this man follow him?

She waved to the boy next to her, "Wenzhong, come here."

Wen Zhong picked up the white scarf in his hand and put it on his shoulder, walked to Song Heqing and said, "Shopkeeper, what are your orders?"

The shopkeeper pointed at the young man by the window and said with disgust: "Go and ask him what he wants. If he doesn't order and refuses to leave, we will kick him out."

Wen Zhong was a little puzzled. When did the shopkeeper become so ignorant of people?That young man looked like he was rich or noble. How could he be one of those people who deliberately wanted to stay in the restaurant and eat the Overlord meal?

"The shopkeeper...will this offend people and cause trouble for the restaurant?" Wen Zhong scratched his head and asked.

The shopkeeper waved his hand casually, "Don't worry, just do as you are told. I'll take care of you if anything happens."

Song Heqing sat at the table and filled a cup of tea for himself leisurely. I have to say that the location of this restaurant is indeed good.

Sitting north and facing south, not only the north and south are transparent, but also in the shade during the hottest time at noon.

It is located at the intersection of two streets, just like a wind outlet, very comfortable.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, you can see people coming and going on the streets on both sides. This position is also a rare and excellent place to keep an eye on the wind.

The noise of the drinking party reached my ears.

The other tables were all in groups, changing cups, but he was the only one here, and he didn't order anything, only the teacup in the center of the table and the herbal tea beside him.

Not long after, someone finally came to Song Heqing's side.

"Mr. Sir, what do you need? If you are just here to escape the heat and cool down, please move to the tent outside the door."

Song Heqing raised his head and saw a young man in his twenties, who was a little slow when speaking.

“Then we’ll serve some signature dishes and a bar.”

The young man in a gray-brown short-sleeved shirt was a little hesitant, "The price of the signature dishes is quite high, can you really afford it? Otherwise..." We will report it to the official.

Song Heqing saw the tangled look on his face and knew that this person meant well, so he patiently said: "Don't worry, I can afford it, don't worry."

After a while, a table of food and several jars of unknown wine were delivered.

Song Heqing has been sitting at the table, tasting the tea in the tea cup at hand.

For a moment, he looked at a few skinny and shriveled children in rags squatting at the foot of the steps on the opposite street corner, and waved to them.

One of the older children pointed at himself and asked if he was looking for them?

Song Heqing nodded.

The older children put the younger children on the steps and bent down to say something to them. The three children kept nodding.

"What do you want from me?" The tall, thin child with some scars on his face asked warily as he stood outside the window, out of reach of Song Heqing's hand.

Song Heqing put the plate on the table by the window, "Do you want to eat? I haven't touched it."

"Really for us?"

Song Heqing nodded.

The child stepped forward, picked up the plate and wanted to have it, but Song Heqing held down the edge of the plate, "Wait a minute."

The child immediately let go of his hand and retreated to a safe distance, "You lied."

Song Heqing looked out the window and saw several wandering beggars who were ready to make a move. "Take your things out, they will be snatched away without even crossing the street. Let them all come over."

At least he was here, and those people didn't dare to step forward and grab him openly.

The child looked at Song Heqing hesitantly, wondering whether there was any truth or falsehood in his words.

She looked back at her younger siblings who had been hungry all day, and finally gritted her teeth and turned around and ran back.

Song Heqing watched as she held a three- or four-year-old child in her arms, holding two five- or six-year-old children in her hands, walking across the street, past the eager eyes of other homeless people, and walked to the window.

"I'm here. You promised to give us food."

Song Heqing nodded, "Come in."

"We're not going in," the older child said immediately, "They won't let us in."

It's self-evident who they are.

Song Heqing stood up and took the child from the older child's arms directly from the window.

"Isn't this coming in?"

"..."

The older child looked at his suddenly empty arms, his face suddenly changed, and he led the two younger children in.

"Give us your sister back."

The younger sister hugged Song Heqing and smiled innocently at her elder sister.

Song Heqing's blue and white clothes were covered with dust, he didn't care anymore and put the child down.

The shopkeeper on the side had long been attracted by the noise here, and rushed over. When he saw a few children in shabby clothes at the table, his eyes widened, "Who let them in?"

Wen Zhong stood aside at a loss. He was busy with what he was doing and didn't know when these children came in.

"Blast them out quickly."

"I let them in and treated them to a meal. Why did they say I couldn't come in?" Song Heqing asked.

The shopkeeper looked at them with disgust and said, "We don't accept beggars and disturb other guests from eating."

"I didn't see anyone else saying they weren't allowed in."

"You...I told you not to let in..."

"Can I go in?" Song Heqing took out a bag of Yinliang and threw it on the table.

The shopkeeper neatly picked up the money bag on the table, opened it, and the smile on his face deepened, "Of course, let them stay for a while."

The shopkeeper left with a smile on his face.

Song Heqing whispered: "Sit down and eat."

The two children looked at the older child in the middle and did not dare to move.

"sit down."

The two children looked at each other and smiled, put the stools together and sat down next to each other.

(End of this chapter)