Whose little lady is so crazy?

Chapter 286 Kaiyang Cried

"Brother Qian, how long do these two plan to stop shopping? They don't even know how to get tired." Chang Yuanlu, who had been following them for half a day and was still eating a few sesame cakes outside the Jinghua Building, whispered to his companions.

The other one was Yan Qian. He glanced at him and said, "If you are tired, you can go back to the mansion first, or find a place to rest. I see you don't plan to work in the mansion anymore? You are a grown man, why are you complaining so much?"

He also knew that Chang Yuanlu was not a bad person, it was just that his brain was a little dull sometimes.

Last night, most of the guards in the mansion were assigned by the master to go out on errands. Although he announced to the public that the master had finally found his grandson, a great joyous event, he wanted to notify close friends and relatives from all over the country and bring them to Beijing.

Yan Qian felt that this was definitely not the case.

He had no idea what Yintou and his companions were doing outside the house, and he had no way of guessing.

"Brother Qian, what's wrong with you? I didn't say anything. Can't we just have a casual chat between brothers?" Chang Yuanlu still muttered in a low voice.

It's good to work for Lord Wei. He won't be looked down upon when he goes out on errands, nor will people secretly call him a lackey. He doesn't want to leave.

Yan Qian shook his head gently. He had already reminded people of what needed to be reminded before, and some words were just brief.

Looking at the two people, one big and one small, in front of him, who sat down in front of a glutinous rice ball stall, Yan Qian also pulled over.

Just follow what the steward told you to do when you left the house. Don't go up to disturb them if you are not blind enough to bump into them.

Hong Xiaoduo ordered two bowls of glutinous rice balls from the stall owner, and then sat at the small table with Kaiyang waiting.

She watched the stall owner, who was nearly 70 years old, roll the glutinous rice balls into a pot and cook them. He then took out a large bowl and soon two bowls of glutinous rice balls were brought to the two of them.

The round dumplings are topped with osmanthus honey, and the sweet fragrance of osmanthus is overwhelming.

Kaiyang, who had been silent with his chin in his hand, picked up a spoon and scooped up a glutinous rice ball. He blew on it and took a bite. The sweetness of the osmanthus honey on the outside of the glutinous rice ball and the sweetness of the peanut crumbs and icing sugar filling inside the glutinous rice ball blended together in his mouth.

"The glutinous rice balls I had this morning were sweet, and this is also sweet. I have eaten two kinds of sweets today." Kaiyang said to Hong Xiaoduo after eating a glutinous rice ball.

He remembered that Hong Xiaoduo had told the seven of them that sweets were delicious but one should not eat too much of them as it was bad for the body.

"Because eating sweets in moderation can make people feel happy." Hong Xiaoduo knew what Kaiyang meant and said with a smile.

Kaiyang stirred the glutinous rice balls in the bowl and whispered, "I don't really have a choice, do I?" Before he finished speaking, his eyes were already red.

If he was abandoned by his family, if the family members in this family were not good people, if the mother of this family had other children besides him, if they had forgotten him all these years and were living well, then would he have reason to choose not to stay?

But, it’s not.

Kaiyang remembers the first time he met his grandfather, the way he looked at him, the tone of his voice when he spoke to him, and his gray hair.

In that town, when I was hugged by my crazy mother, her pale face, her joy, her nervousness, her neck cut by a porcelain shard in order to see me again.

During this period, after she regained consciousness, she looked at herself with joy in her eyes at first glance in the morning, reluctance in her eyes in the evening, and panic that she would not be able to see him the next day.

After hearing the letter from the mansion saying that Tong'er had been found, the mother looked at herself with pain, reluctance and nostalgia.

Kaiyang now seemed to understand her inner struggle and contradiction during this period of time.

This mother never accepted the fact that Tong'er was no longer alive.

Moreover, Hong Xiaoduo also told him that when his mother came into the house yesterday and saw the child, she felt very painful and guilty, and the reason.

It turned out that no matter when she saw him or when she heard the news that Tong'er was already in the mansion, she had always hoped that she was his Tong'er. How could he be so cruel as to deny such a mother?
And my grandfather, it is not easy for him even at his old age.

"Actually, don't think too much about this matter, just keep it simple. Now that you know your own life experience, just let it go and return to your original position.

You don't have to worry. Just become the Wei family's child again and it will have nothing to do with us.

Our relationship doesn't mean that we will be completely cut off and become strangers after we separate. We will meet again in the future, and you will always be the sixth child of the big brothers.

Besides, it’s not like you’re abandoning us for fame and fortune.

Tianshu and the others will not only not blame you, they will only be happy for you and bless you.

For you, your master is your father for life. Even if you cannot practice martial arts with him in the future, does that mean he is no longer your master? Unless you no longer recognize him as your master.

We have been through so many ups and downs together, and the feelings between our big family will never become distant or forgotten just because of separation.

Kaiyang, do you have no confidence in yourself or in us?" Hong Xiaoduo took the opportunity to enlighten him.

Listening to her words, which touched his heart, Kaiyang's tears fell like beads from a broken string.

The glutinous rice balls stall owner was busy mixing the glutinous rice balls flour and didn't pay attention to what the two said. After he finished mixing the flour and turned around, he saw the little diner crying.

"What's wrong? Young lady, you are his sister, right? It's not right for you to do this. No matter what he did wrong, you can't scold him while he's eating.

You can wait until he has finished eating, then find a suitable place to talk to him. This young man looks well-behaved, sensible and obedient. Talk to him nicely, he will listen. "Perhaps because Hong Xiaoduo did not look like a lady from a noble family, or perhaps because Kaiyang's crying made people feel pity, the old man could not help but speak.

Hong Xiaoduo was just about to say, "I understand, thank you, old man."

Kaiyang raised his head abruptly, wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve, and said: "She is not my sister, she is my mother."

"What? She, she...she is your mother?" After hearing this, the old man looked incredulous, and his eyes looked back and forth between Hong Xiaoduo and Kaiyang in surprise.

Kaiyang looked at Hong Xiaoduo again, stared into her eyes and asked: "Tell me, are you my mother?"

Kaiyang asked in a stubborn and childish way. Hong Xiaoduo felt helpless and more distressed: "Yes, of course."

Hearing her response, Kaiyang's tears burst out again, and his little face looked even more aggrieved.

Hong Xiaoduo saw that she couldn't eat the Yuanxiao anymore, so she took out a handful of copper coins and put them on the table without counting them. Then she stood up, put her arm around Kaiyang's shoulders and left the stall.

Passersby on the road saw Kaiyang crying, but didn’t think much about it. He was just a child, maybe he was throwing a tantrum because something didn’t go his way.

Hong Xiaoduo did not try to persuade him to stop crying, as long as he could cry. Kaiyang did not care at all whether others would laugh at him or not, as he just couldn't stop his tears from flowing, so he wiped them with his sleeves as he walked.

Suddenly, several people stopped Hong Xiaoduo and the other person.

"Sixth Young Master, it's her." The leading man pointed at Hong Xiaoduo and complained to a gorgeously dressed young man beside him.

The man, at noon in Jinghua Building, asked Hong Xiaoduo to ask the steward of the roast duck...

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