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

Chapter 165 Stand still here and I'll buy you some oranges
"Yingying, what do you think is messy about us? Is it our hair or our clothes?"

Su Jiahe thought that she had been staying at home for a long time and had not taken care of her appearance, so she tidied up her appearance.

"No." Yingying shook her head vigorously. Obviously, that was not what she meant.

"Then what exactly do you want to say?" Su Jiahe was very curious about Yingying's thoughts. She guessed that Yingying's strange behavior might be the cause of her illness.

"You guys... are just too messy, just, just..." Yingying rolled her big eyes and gestured with her hands, as if she couldn't think of more words to express herself.

"Okay, okay, Yingying, don't worry, just talk slowly." Su Jiahe looked at Yingying's anxious look and quickly comforted her.

Yingying put down her hand, looked at Su Jiahe, and said nothing more.

"Jiahe, Yingying has just learned to speak, don't rush her like this." Wang Mang suddenly came down from upstairs and hugged Yingying in his arms.

"Grandpa Wang." Yingying called in a baby voice.

"Hey, Yingying is making great progress."

Su Jiahe discovered that Yingying used to talk almost only to herself, but now she can actually interact with others.

"This is for grandpa." Yingying handed the doll in her hand to Wang Mang.

"Thank you Yingying." Wang Mang took the toy and his face was full of joy.

"Brother Wang, it seems that Yingying likes you very much." Su Jiahe said.

"Of course, I'm the only one who understands Yingying. What Yingying means is that as human beings, our minds are too complicated. We're not as simple as rag dolls, right?"

Yingying was stunned for a moment, then a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in her ignorant eyes and she nodded.

"Could this be what Yingying meant by 'chaotic'?" Su Jiahe was suddenly shocked.

"Yingying, you're so old now, don't let grandpa hold you all the time." Aunt Yang pushed open the door of the villa, carrying the vegetables she had just bought.

"Auntie Yang, this place is far from the vegetable market. You don't have to buy vegetables by yourself in the future. I can buy them online." Su Jiahe hurried over and took the vegetables from Auntie Yang's hand.

"What's available online isn't necessarily fresh. I picked these vegetables and fruits one by one." Aunt Yang said, pulling out a bag of tangerines from her bag.

When Yingying saw the oranges she liked, she quickly ran over with her little legs.

"Yingying, share the oranges with everyone." Aunt Yang said kindly to Yingying.

"No need, you and Yingying eat first, we have something to do." Su Jiahe waved his hand.

"Okay, go ahead and do your work. I'll keep it for you."

Su Jiahe signaled Wang Mang and returned to her room together.

"Brother Wang, do you think Yingying really meant that?"

"That should be the case," Wang Mang nodded. "I've long suspected that this child has some unusual spiritual talent. It's just that something is temporarily blocking it, and it can't be expressed."

"But why does she think that we are all complicated people?"

Su Jiahe thought to herself, the three Liu boys were all lively children, Daji was now a little foodie who was always worried about her homework, He Shuangqing was a kind-hearted older sister, Wang Mang was a naughty old boy, Aunt Yang was a caring person, and she herself was a socially anxious otaku...

No matter who the people in this villa are, they cannot be described as "complex in nature".

"Well, maybe her perspective on complexity is different from ours," Wang Mang said. "In the eyes of a child, people have joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and all seven emotions and six desires. That's complicated enough."

"Oh, is that so?" Su Jiahe felt that what Wang Mang said seemed to make sense. "But how did Yingying know this?"

“She’s different from other children. Alright, as long as Yingying grows up happily here, I don’t care about anything else.” After Wang Mang finished speaking, he walked out of the room, running towards Yingying as he said, “Yingying, I’m here to eat oranges with you too.”

Yingying quickly broke off a slice of orange and fed it to Wang Mang.

"Yingying is so well-behaved." Wang Mang said while chewing an orange.

Su Jiahe also walked out of the room and happened to see this heartwarming scene.

"Do you have any oranges? Give me one."

"No more," Wang Mang joked, "How about you just stand here and don't move, I'll go buy you some more oranges."

Su Jiahe: ...

"There are more here." Yingying picked up an orange from the coffee table and handed it to Su Jiahe.

"Thank you Yingying, Yingying is still the best."

Su Jiahe touched Yingying's head, sat on the sofa, peeled an orange and complained about Wang Mang.

"Brother Wang, where did you learn all this nonsense?"

"I read it on the Internet. At first I didn't understand what it meant, but then I looked up the source and found it quite interesting, haha." Wang Mang said, and couldn't help laughing.

"This is all old stuff. Haven't you learned anything new?" Su Jiahe felt a little unhappy that he was taken advantage of, and retorted.

"I also know the new tune. Autumn goes and winter comes, the moon is like the wind. Can you spend the winter with me..." Wang Mang sang and danced with gestures to the rhythm.

"Stop, stop, stop! I give up!" Su Jiahe quickly interrupted Wang Mang's performance. "I've been brainwashed by this song these past few days. Stop reciting it."

Yingying was amused by Wang Mang. She laughed like a silver bell, jumped up from the sofa, and imitated Wang Mang and started dancing with gestures.

"Wow, Yingying can dance now! She's never been so lively before." Aunt Yang exclaimed in surprise. "You guys are really good at teaching children. There are so many children in our courtyard, and there are only a few teachers. We simply can't take care of them all."

Hearing Aunt Yang say this, Su Jiahe thought of the children in the welfare home again.

"I haven't visited the welfare home in a while. Is everyone else okay?"

"Director Chen told me yesterday that thanks to your donation, they've hired professional teachers to provide intervention for those children with special needs. The results are much better than our own teaching. It's just that she's been very busy recently. When she has time, she will come and thank you in person."

"No need, no need. As long as it works, that's good." Su Jiahe said with relief.

"Alas, Sister Chen is old and she is also a worry. She has taken in several disabled children. I am afraid that she can't take care of them, and I have tried to persuade her, but she is just a soft-hearted person." Aunt Yang said, sighing heavily.

"President Chen is also a good person." Wang Mang praised.

"Is the original funding enough?" Su Jiahe knew that this welfare home was truly concerned about the children and was very willing to provide financial support.

"The dean said we have enough money," Aunt Yang said quickly. "We are so lucky to have met such kind people like you."

Su Jiahe took stock of the remaining assets, but was surprised to find that the balance had decreased much faster than he had imagined during this period.

In addition to the donated money, the villa’s rent, property water and electricity, vehicle maintenance, and food, clothing, housing and transportation for a large family are all considerable expenses.

Su Jiahe immediately understood why many rich people were still working hard to make money. It turned out that the more they earned, the more they spent.

"Brother Wang." Su Jiahe nudged Wang Mang.

"What are you doing?" Wang Mang, who was chewing an orange, raised his head.

"Get ready, get ready to welcome a new tourist."