Double Transmigration: Many Children, Many Blessings, Conquering Fairy Tales and Reality

The old man astutely seized upon the flaw in Little Red Riding Hood's words and was taken aback upon hearing it.

Then a very ominous premonition welled up in his heart, and he couldn't help but ask urgently:

"Little Red Riding Hood, what do you mean by that? What do you mean I'm your only family? Where's your mother? Why didn't she come with you?"

Little Red Riding Hood was stunned when she heard her grandmother's question.

She suddenly realized that she had let something slip in her excitement.

I originally wanted to wait until my grandmother was feeling better before telling her the bad news, but now I don't know how to bring it up.

The girl's crying stopped abruptly. She bit her pale lips and hesitated, her eyes darting away, unable to look her grandmother in the eye.

No one knows a granddaughter better than her grandmother, so how could the maternal grandmother not see the enormous tragedy hidden behind Little Red Riding Hood's expression?

"No...this is impossible..."

The old man's face suddenly turned deathly pale, as if he had been struck by a bolt from the blue.

His body began to shake violently uncontrollably, as if he were about to faint at any moment.

"Grandma! Grandma, what's wrong?!"

Little Red Riding Hood was terrified when she saw this. She quickly and tightly supported the swaying old man, crying out in alarm.

"Please, please don't let anything happen to you!"

It took Grandma quite a while to recover, thanks to her strong willpower.

She gripped Little Red Riding Hood's arm tightly, her voice trembling uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face as she pressed on:

"Child, tell Grandma what happened? What happened to your mother?!"

Faced with her grandmother's desperate and pleading eyes, Little Red Riding Hood knew she could no longer hide the truth.

She could only recount, through tears, how her mother had been brutally killed by a crazed werewolf the previous evening while gathering firewood in the forest.

"My daughter—!"

After hearing all this, the joy of escaping death was instantly overwhelmed by the grief of losing his daughter, and the old man's tears flowed like a torrent.

She hugged Little Red Riding Hood, who was also crying her eyes out, and the two of them embraced and wept in the messy and blood-stained wooden house.

"My poor child... my dear daughter..."

Qin Hao stood quietly to the side, not disturbing the poor grandmother and grandson's outpouring of emotions.

He silently took out a clean towel from his personal storage space and handed it over.

The grandfather and grandson hugged each other and cried for a long time before Qin Hao comforted them and they finally managed to calm down from their near collapse.

Grandma wiped away her tears with a towel and sighed deeply.

Then, she patted Little Red Riding Hood on the shoulder and, forcing herself to be cheerful, said:

"Little Red Riding Hood, go outside the cabin and wait for Grandma. I want to talk to this hero alone."

Little Red Riding Hood nodded obediently and sensibly, then silently walked out of the broken wooden door, leaving Qin Hao and his grandmother alone inside.

The grandmother watched her granddaughter's figure disappear outside the door, a deep sense of reluctance showing in her eyes.

Then, she turned her head and looked at Qin Hao with utmost seriousness, breaking the silence with her words:

"I'm sorry, sir. That child must have caused you a lot of trouble along the way due to the changes in his family."

"No." Qin Hao shook his head, giving an extremely objective assessment.

"Little Red Riding Hood is brave and sensible. She is a kind and good girl."

"That's good, that's good..."

Hearing the great hero Qin Hao praise his granddaughter so highly, the grandmother's tear-streaked and wrinkled face finally showed a proud and gratified smile.

But after laughing, the old man's eyes quickly dimmed, and his tone revealed a calmness that came from having seen through life and death.

"To be honest, sir, I know my own body well. Even if I hadn't been swallowed by the werewolf today, my illness would have been incurable. My time... is running out."

The old man raised his head, his eyes filled with a hint of pleading and expectation:

"Little Red Riding Hood is an extremely filial child. I am truly delighted that Your Excellency was willing to accompany her to see me today and even protected her during the most dangerous time."

This shows that after I left, she also had friends she could rely on in this world.

At this point, Grandma suddenly struggled to kneel down before Qin Hao:

"Your Excellency, I know that my next request may be extremely presumptuous, or even somewhat ungrateful."

But I am a dying old woman, and I have no other desires.

I only hope... I hope that after I leave, you'll look after Little Red Riding Hood, considering I showed you the way!

"Little Red Riding Hood is a very clever child. She has been quick and nimble since she was a child and can do all kinds of housework."

She is very kind. If you give her a bite to eat, she will definitely be able to help you!

Please, please don't let her wander alone in this cruel world...

Faced with the old man's dying plea, Qin Hao did not immediately make a promise like the protagonists in novels.

Instead, he smiled slightly and waved his hand casually.

Seeing Qin Hao's action, Grandma's heart sank to the bottom. She thought that this big businessman disliked Little Red Riding Hood as a burden and was about to refuse him.

She opened her mouth eagerly, as if about to plead for something more.

Qin Hao spoke first, interrupting her:

"Old man, you really don't need to ask me for these things."

Looking at his grandmother's terrified eyes, Qin Hao spoke calmly, yet with an absolute sense of security:

"Because I made a promise with Little Red Riding Hood before I came here."

She will come back to my small town with me, live in my newly bought house, and become my personal maid, taking care of my daily needs. I will also pay her a generous salary.

"So, she's mine now."

Qin Hao's gaze was deep.

"With me here, her safety and life will naturally be absolutely guaranteed."

No one, or any monster, could harm a single hair on her head.

Hearing Qin Hao's words, which sounded domineering yet incredibly reassuring, was truly heartwarming.

Grandma was stunned.

Several seconds passed before the old man's heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, finally settled back into his stomach.

She looked at the imposing young man from the East before her, let out a long breath, and a genuine smile bloomed on her face.

"I see... That's good, that's good! God bless, this child has finally found a good home."

Grandma nodded repeatedly, tears streaming down her face. With Qin Hao's words, she could finally rest in peace, even if she closed her eyes now.

"Your Excellency, thank you for your generosity and kindness."

Grandma smiled, then, as if making a decision, asked again.

"Could you please let Little Red Riding Hood come in again? Since she will be living with you from now on, I'd like to have a private conversation with her before she leaves."

"Of course, you two can chat."

Qin Hao showed the dying old man full respect.

He turned and walked out of the cabin, calling Little Red Riding Hood, who had been waiting outside, inside.

He then took his axe and went to the open space outside the wooden house, keeping a watchful eye on any potential dangers.

Time passed by, second by second.

The conversation inside the cabin was kept very low, and Qin Hao did not deliberately eavesdrop.

About ten minutes later.

Extremely faint footsteps could be heard coming from the dilapidated door frame of the wooden house.

Qin Hao turned his head and just saw Little Red Riding Hood walk out of the dark room.

However, when Qin Hao saw Little Red Riding Hood's appearance, he was slightly taken aback.

The girl, who had been so sad just moments before, now had a face as red as a ripe apple.

Even her fair and slender neck was tinged with an extremely alluring pink!

She kept her head down, her hands gripping the edge of her red cloak tightly, her breathing becoming rapid.

"Finished talking? How is Grandma's health? What did she tell you?"

Qin Hao walked forward naturally and asked casually.

"We've...we're done talking. Grandma said she's tired and wants to rest..."

Upon hearing Qin Hao's voice, Little Red Riding Hood's body trembled slightly as if she had been electrocuted.

She looked up in a panic, but when her eyes met Qin Hao's deep gaze, she quickly looked away like a startled fawn.

"Master...Master, Grandma...Grandma just told me some...some things to pay attention to in my future life."

The girl's voice was barely audible, and she kept changing the subject, never daring to look Qin Hao in the eye.

Those innocent, naive eyes were now filled with an almost overflowing shyness, as if they had just learned something extremely embarrassing.