"Those creditors and people from various religions came to the door one after another, smashed, smashed and looted, and the whole house was in chaos."

"Many creditors couldn't find Mr. Wenxuan to repay their debts, so they went to the Zhou family to find the lady, hoping to sell the lady to a brothel to pay off the debt."

"The Zhou family knows that the wife has been divorced, and they don't hide the decline of the Yang family. Now that the creditors are coming to their door, they don't want to be implicated."

"The three of us were kicked out by the Zhou family and fled all the way to avoid the pursuit of those creditors."

"The money was robbed, so we had to beg all the way here..."

Ping'er covered her face and began to cry. Huahua, who was gnawing on the chicken drumsticks, seemed to be stimulated, grinning and crying.

Seeing this look, Old Yangtou quickly coaxed Huahua: "Huahua, please stop crying. Grandpa is here. No bad guy dares to bully you!"

Huahua still kept crying. To be honest, at the age of six, she had no memory of the real grandpa in her family, let alone this unfamiliar little grandpa.

"Mother, I want mother..."

Huahua cried loudly.

Ping'er quickly came to Huahua's side and held Huahua in her arms.

"Good girl, don't cry, my aunt is here." Both mothers burst into tears.

Yang Ruoqing vacated her room and asked the inn clerk to bring water for the two of them to take a bath.

I spent some money with the innkeeper to buy two sets of his daughter's old clothes and brought them over for Huahua to change into. I also bought a set of my own clothes for Ping'er to wear.

After taking a bath, Huahua was full, lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Yang Ruoqing and Ping'er sat beside the bed, accompanying Huahua and talking quietly.

"The three of us begged all the way. On the way, my wife was so hungry that she stole a bun from the bun shop next to her."

"I was caught by the people from that bun shop. They were so vicious. They took her away immediately after they were caught. I took Huahua with me and didn't dare to chase her. I don't know where my wife was taken."

"I could only take Huahua and run away like my life, and finally escaped to this small town,"

"Earlier, I took Huahua to pick up watermelon rinds that others had thrown away at Washikou to eat. I happened to meet Huahua's little grandfather. He recognized us at a glance and brought us here..." Ping'er said.

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Yang Ruoqing nodded.

"Since my father brought you here, he should have told you about our trip to Yuncheng, right?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Ping'er nodded, her face looking a little more lonely and sad, as well as something sad.

"I really can't imagine that the old man who used to be obedient to the old man would actually strangle the old man to death for money."

"It doesn't hurt at all that Mr. Wenxuan himself has been beheaded. I just pity the old man for the rest of his life..."

Ping'er couldn't talk anymore and tears fell down.

She turned to look at the sleeping Huahua and said softly: "I will never tell Huahua all this. If she knows that her biological father killed her grandfather, she will never be able to hold her head up in front of others for the rest of her life."

Yang Ruoqing also looked at Huahua, "The child is innocent. She doesn't understand anything. She doesn't know anything. She doesn't even know why the family is like this, right?"

"Hey, it's for her own good to hide some things from her," she said.

Pinger nodded.

Yang Ruoqing asked Ping'er again: "Then what are your plans next?"

"Where are you going with Huahua?" she asked again.

Ping'er shook her head, her face full of confusion.

"I don't know, the world is so big, I really don't know where to go." She said softly.

"Why, don't you have any parents or relatives?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Pinger smiled bitterly.

"I am a son of the Yang family. My parents used to be madam's dowry maids and were brought here from the Zhou family."

"Later, my wife made the decision and my mother's family was given to a steward in the Yang Mansion. She died just after giving birth to me."

"My father was an alcoholic and very addicted. Once he drank too much and fell into the river and drowned."

"The madam saw me as pitiful, so she took me into her room to teach me personally. I am completely devoted to the madam."

"The other maids in the Yang family are all sold and run away. If I am willing, I can find someone to be a concubine so that I can have food."

"But I don't want to do that, because I have to take care of Miss Huahua. If I get married, Miss Huahua will have no one to take care of her, and she will starve to death..."

At this point, Ping'er couldn't help covering her mouth and started sobbing.

When Yang Ruoqing heard these words, there were ripples in her heart.

This Ping'er came from a humble background, a son of a wealthy family and a slave.

When Ruhua was young, she was raised in the house by the Zhou family. If her house had not been ransacked because of something wrong with the Yang family, her final fate would have been to be given to Yang Wenxuan by the Zhou family as a tool for Yang Wenxuan to vent his desires.

Such a woman who is suffering from a miserable life not only does not hate this indifferent world, but also uses her thin arms to hold up a small piece of sky for Huahua, who is even weaker and helpless than herself.

Yang Ruoqing suddenly admired Ping'er very much, and as a result, she wanted to help her.

"Ping'er, how old are you this year?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Ping'er thought for a moment and said: "I will be nineteen during the Dragon Boat Festival..."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "Then you are half a year older than me."

At this age, Ping'er is an old girl no matter whether she is in a farmer's family or a wealthy family.

"Sister Ping'er, it's not safe for you to take Huahua around in these strange places," Yang Ruoqing continued.

"If you have no other better place to go, why not follow me to Changping Village?"

Hearing this, Ping'er was surprised, and then her eyes filled with unbelievable surprise.

Yang Ruoqing originally thought that Ping'er would immediately thank her profusely, but after Ping'er was surprised, she showed a hint of hesitation.

"Miss Qing'er, I'm really grateful that you have the intention to take us in."

"Indeed, we are really desperate now. I don't know where we can go with the flowers. It's so hot today, so we have to look for holes under bridges at night."

"It's hot and there are a lot of mosquitoes. Where has Miss Huahua ever suffered like this? The child fainted from the heat several times..."

At this point, Ping'er's tears fell again.

"It's just that you take us in like this and feed us for free, which makes me feel uneasy. If possible, please help me find a job, Miss Qing'er,"

"My servant can't do anything else, but I can still do some work like embroidering women's red with needle and thread," Ping'er said.

Yang Ruoqing was startled. Ping'er didn't rely on her own pity to beg for mercy from others, but wanted to rely on her own ability to make a living.

She appreciated Ping'er's qualities even more.
Chapter completed!