Being a tour guide for historical celebrities, the motherland is amazed again

Chapter 162 Don’t help him, he lied to you

The last time Yingying said "Thank you, sister", it was Dean Chen who taught her. Aunt Yang didn't expect that Yingying could learn it so quickly without any teacher.

"It seems that Yingying is really smart. Maybe there is nothing wrong with her, she just grows a little slowly." Wang Mang couldn't help but feel happy for Yingying when he saw her talking.

After dinner, Yingying played with Su Jiahe for a while, and then Aunt Yang urged her to wash up and go to bed.

"Yingying is going to bed so early."

"It's almost eight o'clock. She's still young, so she needs to go to bed early and get up early."

Su Jiahe then realized that she was used to staying up late and forgot that children get sleepy early.

"Yingying, go to bed quickly. I'll take you out to play tomorrow." Su Jiahe said to Yingying gently.

However, Yingying still stood there and pointed upstairs. Su Jiahe didn't understand what Yingying meant and only guessed that she wanted to play with others.

"The other brothers and sisters have to do their homework. They can stay with you on the weekend, okay? Be good and go to bed."

Yingying still didn't walk away, but took two steps forward, looked up at Su Jiahe, and made a waving gesture.

"Yingying, do you have something to tell me in secret?"

Su Jiahe leaned over, and sure enough, Yingying immediately whispered into Su Jiahe's ear.

"Sister, are they all from a long time ago?"

Hearing Yingying ask this, Su Jiahe was stunned and shocked.

"Yingying, what did you say?"

"The young ladies and young brothers are from a long time ago." Yingying looked at Su Jiahe with her big eyes and repeated it very seriously.

Su Jiahe knew that the little brothers and sisters Yingying was talking about were He Shuangqing, Daji and the three boys, but how did she know they were from ancient times?

At this time, Aunt Yang was making the bed in the room, and Wang Mang was watching an evening TV series for middle-aged and elderly people with relish. Only Su Jiahe heard what Yingying said.

"Yingying, why do you say that they were people from a long time ago?" Su Jiahe asked tentatively.

"They are different from others." Yingying said, shaking her little head.

"How did you know that?" Su Jiahe was even more surprised.

But Yingying didn't say anything. Instead, she lowered her head and clasped her hands together awkwardly, as if she didn't know how to answer.

"What about Grandpa Wang?" Su Jiahe pointed at Wang Mang.

"Grandpa Wang...he has been somewhere else." Yingying thought for a long time before saying this.

Su Jiahe guessed that what Yingying meant by "going to other places" was traveling to the Han Dynasty.

But how did she figure it out?

And why didn't she speak before?

"Yingying, go inside and sleep. Stop bothering Sister Jiahe. She needs to rest too."

Aunt Yang made the bed and took Yingying back home. Yingying said nothing more and turned back into the house, leaving Su Jiahe alone, stunned.

"Jiahe, what are you doing standing there?" Wang Mang suddenly asked.

"Nothing, you continue watching the show, I'm going back to bed early."

Although Su Jiahe was very puzzled about Yingying, in order to protect her, she decided not to tell anyone for the time being.

The next day, Su Jiahe woke up early after tossing and turning all night. Yingying had also gotten up and had just finished washing up. She was sitting in the living room playing with Aunt Yang.

"Yingying, you woke up so early?" Su Jiahe said as he sat in front of Yingying.

Yingying put down the toy in her hand and said in a baby voice, "Good morning, sister."

"It's amazing. Yingying has made such rapid progress with you and can even say hello now." Aunt Yang kissed Yingying happily.

Any progress Yingying makes is enough to make her happy.

"Aunt Yang, please go have breakfast. I'll stay with Yingying."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. Would you like me to bring you a portion?" Aunt Yang asked politely.

"Okay, please bring me one, Auntie."

After Su Jiahe sent Aunt Yang away, she began to try to continue communicating with Yingying.

"Yingying, tell me, where was I before?"

Yingying stared at Su Jiahe in silence for a long time, a hint of sadness in her eyes. "My sister is just like me, our parents don't want us anymore."

After hearing Yingying's words, Su Jiahe was shocked again.

Could it be that Yingying also has some special abilities?
But what is her ability? Can she predict the future, or can she see the past?
In order to further explore the secrets of Yingying, Su Jiahe asked Yingying some more questions.

"Yingying, what kind of people are Dean Chen and the aunts who take care of you?"

"How are your friends?"

"Why didn't you talk to anyone before?"

But facing these questions, Yingying just shook her head in confusion. Seeing that Yingying was unwilling to say more, Su Jiahe did not ask any more questions.

No matter what the reason, Yingying is willing to talk to me, which means she trusts me. So, I must protect her secret.

"Yingying, what do you want to play today? How about I take you out?"

"I want to accompany the kitten." Yingying pointed at Tangqiu who was basking in the sun on the balcony.

Tangqiu seemed to understand Yingying's meaning. He quickly turned over and got up, then walked to Yingying on his four short legs.

"It turns out Yingying also likes small animals. Have fun with them." Su Jiahe couldn't help but rub Yingying's little face again.

The morning sun filled the living room. Little Yingying held Tangqiu in her arms, stroking its snow-white fur. Tangqiu lay on Yingying's legs, purring.

It was almost nine o'clock when Wang Mang finally walked out of the room lazily, wearing his home clothes and slippers.

"You're all up. Why is Yingying up so early? Can't the child sleep a little longer?"

"Brother Wang, didn't you always say that I got up late? Why do you like to sleep in more and more?" Su Jiahe joked.

"I'm just like you young people now. I can't sleep at night because I'm browsing my phone, and I can't wake up during the day." Wang Mang rubbed his sleepy eyes.

When she saw Wang Mang, Yingying immediately got up from the ground and ran over happily.

"Haha, Yingying likes me so much." Wang Mang happily picked up Yingying.

Coincidentally, at this moment, Aunt Yang returned to the villa after dinner, carrying some breakfast.

"Jiahe, I'm back and I brought a meal for Brother Wang. Hey, Yingying, why are you letting grandpa hold you? Come down quickly."

"It's okay. I'm not so bad that I can't even hold a child." Wang Mang said, walking to the dining table and placing Yingying on a chair. Aunt Yang sat beside Yingying, picked up a spoon, scooped a small spoonful of porridge, blew on it, and fed it to Yingying.

Yingying looked at Aunt Yang, then suddenly took the spoon and started drinking the porridge in small sips.

"Yingying is great. She can even eat by herself. I must tell the dean this good news right away." Aunt Yang excitedly took out her cell phone and started taking pictures of Yingying.

"Yes, Yingying has recovered very quickly since coming here," Wang Mang said happily.

Su Jiahe had a vague feeling that Yingying wasn't a patient, but had been trapped by something in the past. Her current performance wasn't so much recovery as gradual easing of restrictions.

After breakfast, the couple were playing with Yingying in the yard when the doorbell suddenly rang. Su Jiahe opened the door and saw a thin middle-aged man standing at the door.

"You are..." Su Jiahe felt that this person seemed familiar.

"Little girl, you are such a good person. I am here to thank you!" The man fell to his knees and burst into tears.

"Get up quickly, what are you doing?" Su Jiahe was startled.

"Hey, isn't this the person you funded?" Wang Mang recognized the man in front of him at a glance.

Su Jiahe then remembered that he had donated money to a seriously ill person not long ago. This person was the patient - Zheng Xiaoming.

"Uncle Zheng, this is just a piece of cake. You're already in poor health, so there's no need to come and thank me specially." Su Jiahe hurriedly helped Zheng Xiaoming up.

After Zheng Xiaoming sat down, he cried for a while before hesitantly explaining his purpose.

"Little girl, I know I shouldn't tell you, but my condition keeps getting worse. The doctor said that follow-up treatment will cost a lot of money. I..."

"I see. Is the medical fee not enough? How much is missing?"

Su Jiahe felt puzzled. The 300,000 yuan he donated last time was clearly enough for treatment, so why did the condition worsen so quickly?
But Zheng Xiaoming did look more haggard than the last time they met, and he didn't seem to be pretending to be sick.

At this time, Yingying suddenly pulled the corner of Su Jiahe's clothes.

"Yingying, don't mess with your sister." Aunt Yang stopped her.

Su Jiahe knew that Yingying had something to say to her, so she took Yingying aside.

Yingying glanced at the pitiful Zheng Xiaoming, then whispered in Su Jiahe's ear, "Don't help him, he lied to you."

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