Thrown out of the house, the wet nurse enters the noble household and becomes a person of high statu

"Luo Luo, come here right now."

Liu Wenying's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an unprecedented sternness.

Luo Luo trembled with fear, but still stood in front of the little girl, pleading softly, "Mother, can you wait until the little girl has finished eating..."

Liu Wenying pulled her daughter over.

Xiao Ya was afraid she would get angry, so she quickly handed the bowl over.

There was still a little bit of soup and a few bites of vegetables left in the bowl.

Her small, thin hands trembled violently as she cried, "I...I won't eat anymore, please don't hit Luoluo, I won't want it again..."

Looking at the bowl of soup and the terrified expression on the little girl's dirty face, Liu Wenying felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if she were being pricked by needles.

She tried to soften her voice, "Luo Luo, tell your mother, what exactly happened?"

Luo Luo was young and caught red-handed by her mother. She was flustered and scared, and could barely speak.

Although Xiaoya was also scared, she was two years older, and when she heard Liu Wenying's tone soften, she mustered up her courage.

"Madam, it's my fault. I'm a refugee. My mother brought me all the way south, hoping to reach the capital, but we can't get in. We're stuck outside..."

As she spoke, tears streamed down her face: "I was hungry and looking for food around here. I ran into Luoluo, and she saw how pitiful I was and shared her food with me."

"I didn't mean to steal it. I don't want it anymore. Please don't hit Luo Luo!"

Liu Wenying felt a tightness in her chest.

She looked at Luo Luo: "Why didn't you tell your mother?"

Luo Luo bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Wang Mama and the people in the village all say that the refugees are bad and will steal things, but I dare not say it."

She sobbed, "But Xiaoya is a good person, she gave me this."

Luo Luo took something out of her bosom and presented it to Liu Wenying.

It was a stone, about half the size of a palm, grayish, smoothed and rounded by the river, forming a natural heart shape.

"I found it by the river. It happened to be heart-shaped. I've been carrying it with me. I didn't have money to pay for my meal, so I gave it to Luo Luo to play with."

Liu Wenying did not take the stone, but instead held Luoluo's hand and made her hold it.

She asked the little girl, "Where is your mother?"

"My mother said she would find me something to eat and told me to wait for her here, but... but she hasn't come back yet, and I don't know where she went..."

She couldn't continue and began to sob softly.

Liu Wenying closed her eyes.

It's obvious what good could come of a lone migrant woman with a child going off to find food in the wilderness and never returning.

She recalled how, when she first transmigrated and relied on Luo Luo for survival, she vowed to protect her for the rest of her life.

If not for an unforeseen tragedy, how could a mother bear to abandon her child?

Luo Luo tilted her little face up, her eyes glistening with tears.

"Shanqing had no mother, so Uncle Luye took it back and raised it."

Little Ya doesn't have a mother either. Could we take her back with us?

Liu Wenying considered how to bring it up so that Luo Luo would understand that adopting a child is not as simple as raising a wolf cub.

But before she could answer, Luo Luo said seriously:

"Mother, Master Xue told me about it."

"What did you say?"

Luo Luo tilted her head and thought for a moment, then pulled that sentence out of her memory.

"If we have a piece of candy, we eat it ourselves."

If there are two, I'll share them with my best friend.

If there were lots and lots of candies…

She made a big circle with her chubby little white hand.

"That way, more people can enjoy sugar."

The little girl's voice was sweet and innocent, "Mommy, I have lots of candy now. Can I share mine with Little Girl?"

A gentle breeze blew through the mountain valley, ruffling the stray hairs at Liu Wenying's temples.

Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world.

She had read so many books and understood so many principles, but never before had she been so shaken by a child's words.

"Luo Luo has grown up..."

Liu Wenying stroked her head with satisfaction.

The little girl stood to the side, looking on with envy.

Liu Wenying turned around and stretched out her hand to her: "Come on, I'll take you back. There will be food to eat, clothes to wear, and a place to stay."

The little girl was incredulous, her face covered in snot and tears, yet she smiled like a flower.

She placed her hand in Liu Wenying's palm, and it was held tightly.

Liu Wenying stood up, took one of them by the hand, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you back for dinner."

When Xue Bi returned to the private school, he was surprised to see Liu Wenying leading two children back, one of whom was a stranger and dressed in rags.

"Xue Bi, I'll explain everything to you in detail tonight. I'll take them back now."

Xue Bi understood and nodded, saying, "Okay."

Little Huangmei waved goodbye to Luoluo.

When Liu Wenying led her two children back to Zhiyun Manor, it was already afternoon.

The villagers were working in twos and threes when they saw Liu Wenying bring back a strange child. They all stopped what they were doing and turned their eyes to her.

There was surprise, curiosity, and some frowns.

Liu Wenying ignored them all and led the little girl straight into the kitchen.

"Eat first, then take a shower and change your clothes."

She instructed the aunt in the kitchen to fetch hot water and then asked someone to find clothes for Luoluo.

The women in the kitchen looked at each other, but seeing Liu Wenying's determined expression, they didn't say anything more and went about their own business.

Luo Luo had already sat down on the small stool with her bowl in her hand and started eating heartily. After a couple of bites, she would look up at the little girl and grin.

The little girl held a bowl of hot porridge, her hands trembling.

Liu Wenying was squatting down in front of Xiaoya, tidying up her messy hair.

Granny Wang walked in from outside and winked at her.

Liu Wenying told the two of them to eat properly, then got up and went outside.

Under the eaves, Granny Wang pulled her a couple of steps to the side.

"Liuzhuangtou, who is that child?"

Liu Wenying did not hide anything and briefly explained Xiaoya's background.

As Wang Mama listened, her brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and she finally let out a long sigh.

"She's a pitiful child. Is the head of the estate planning to adopt her?"

Liu Wenying nodded.

"Yes, we can't just take in a wolf cub like Shan Qing and not a living child."

"In chaotic times, there are countless orphans and widows. If you can adopt one, how many can you adopt?"

She pointed to the wasteland at the other end of the village: "Like that place, those elderly people without children can still huddle together for warmth and take care of each other."

"What about the children? They're not as easy to take care of as the elderly."

Indeed, the elderly people barely manage to survive by supporting each other.

But it's harder for children than for the elderly.

The elderly can at least look after each other, but children need someone to care for them and teach them.

Granny Wang added, "I know the head of the estate is kind-hearted."

"Kindness should be done within one's means. You are already managing the estate with countless tasks to handle. If you were to adopt children as well, I'm afraid..."

Before the words were finished, Liu Wenying understood.

She turned around, and inside the house, Xiaoya was eating.

The little girl was indeed starving, but she still knew to pick out the meat from her bowl and give it to Luo Luo.

"Granny, you're right. I can't save all the children by myself."

Granny Wang breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she had taken it to heart.

Liu Wenying's next words stunned her again.

"But what if I'm not the only one?"

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