Chapter 122 Cleaning the Alley

Wen Zhenyi was amused by him: "She just feels that your arrival has taken away her parents' love."

Little Abu was slightly stunned, tilting his head to look at her: "I will love her too!"

Wen Zhenyi smiled and wiped the stains off his hands, then looked at the clothes he was wearing: "You can't wear this clothes for the time being."

Little Abu lowered his head and looked at the clothes on his body, and whispered: "But I don't have any other clothes."

"Wait for me here." Wen Zhenyi said, then got up and went to the room of the Wen Yongman brothers, and found a set of clothes from Xiaoman's clothes.

Little Abu looked around the room curiously. This place was different from his home, and also different from where he had lived recently. He missed his parents and sister.

When Wen Zhenyi came in, she saw him crying and wiped the tears from his face with her sleeve: "Why are you crying?"

Little Abu raised his tearful eyes and looked at Wen Zhenyi: "Sister, I miss my parents and sister."

Wen Zhenyi hugged him in his arms: "Can you tell me what happened?"

Little Abu was silent for a while, then looked up at Wen Zhenyi: "Sister, you are a good person, right?"

This question stumped her. Was she a good person? Probably not!

When little Abu saw her silence, his heart, which had just relaxed, began to tense up again.

Wen Zhenyi felt the body of the person in his arms tense, and gently touched his head: "A good person depends on who he is good to. I am a good person to you now, and we have no conflict of interest."

Little Abu didn't quite understand what she meant and just looked at her with his big eyes.

"You just need to know that I won't hurt you or your family. The rest is not very important to you."

Little Abu finally relaxed and said with a choked voice, "My parents, my sister, and I came from far away. We took a long boat ride and arrived in a big town a few days ago."

"How far is far?"

Little Abu was a little confused. He didn't know how far was and frowned in confusion.

Wen Zhenyi reached out and smoothed his brows: "What's next?"

"Then we settled down in a courtyard. Dad said we should rest here for a few days before continuing on our journey. But one day, a lot of people came to the courtyard, all holding knives. Mom and Dad asked someone to take my sister and me away, but we got separated along the way."

"Later, Axiang hid me where you found me. He told me not to make any noise or move, and to wait for him to find me. I don't know what happened next."

Wen Zhenyi frowned. Little Abu could not remember or describe much, but from the few words he heard, he could still tell that his family came from far away.

Some people did not want their family to come, so they took action impatiently as soon as they arrived.

But it is a bit worrying whether little Abu’s parents are still alive.

"Little Abu, let's change clothes first. You stay with your sister for the next few days while she goes to find out about your parents' situation, okay?"

Little Abu nodded obediently: "Okay."

Wen Zhenyi changed her clothes into Wen Yongman's. Although they were a little big, they were slightly less conspicuous than what he was wearing.

"Okay, let's go to sleep."

"Gurgle, gurgle." Little Abu's stomach started to rumble at this time.

Wen Zhenyi was slightly stunned: "Didn't you eat anything?"

"We were all hiding from the people chasing us on the road." Little Abu's face was slightly red, and he lowered his head and didn't look at her.

Wen Zhenyi patted his head and said, "Wait a moment, I'll make you something to eat."

"Thank you, sister."

Wen Zhen lit an oil lamp and went to the kitchen to make him a small bowl of egg noodles.

Little Abu stared at the bowl of egg noodles without moving his eyes away: "It smells so good."

Wen Zhenyi asked him to sit on a stool and gave him a pair of chopsticks: "Can you eat by yourself?"

"Yes, my mother taught me how to use chopsticks." He picked up the chopsticks and put a bite into his mouth.

"Hiss." He opened his mouth and exhaled because of the burn.

Wen Zhenyi smiled helplessly: "Go slower, the noodles will be hot when they are just cooked, you need to blow on them."

Little Abu followed her example and blew on the noodles to cool them down before trying to put them into his mouth. This time the noodles were not hot anymore, but just the right temperature.

Wen Zhenyi waited until he finished eating, took away the dishes and washed him again: "Okay, go to bed."

Little Abu lay at the innermost part of the bed, and when Wen Zhenyi lay down, he would unconsciously move closer to him.

Wen Zhenyi knew that he was afraid, but he did not refuse his approach.

"Sister, will my parents and sister come to look for me?"

"Of course I will. I'll go find out about your parents' situation for you tomorrow, but before that, you can't reveal your identity. Just say I'm a distant relative's child and I'm staying here for a while, okay?"

Little Abu nodded: "Sister, I understand. The noodles you make are the best I have ever eaten."

Wen Zhenyi raised the corner of his lips slightly: "Okay, go to sleep."

As she watched him slowly close his eyes, she remembered what happened tonight.

Such a big thing happened. I don’t know if there will be any news in the town tomorrow. In addition, she needs to find out whether little Abu’s parents and sister are still alive.

Little Abu doesn't sleep well at night and has convulsions from time to time.

Wen Zhenyi patted his back gently and spoke softly in his ear, which made him relax and slowly fall asleep again.

She looked at little Abu who was sleeping beside her and holding her sleeve tightly, his little brows were frowned. What kind of person did she pick up?

The next day.

Wen Zhen got up before dawn. She gently pulled out the sleeve of little Abu, saw that he was still sleeping soundly, covered him with a quilt, and quietly left the room.

She first made the rice milk for the shop opening today, then walked to the backyard and found that there were a lot of noises outside. She opened the door curiously.

She found that there were many people cleaning the ground. When a yamen runner saw her, he was slightly surprised: "Miss Wen, you are up so early to open the shop!"

"Yes, officer, what are you doing?"

"The mayor said this alley is a bit dirty and asked me to bring people to clean it up."

"Thank you so much, mayor and all the others."

"Of course I should."

"When you're done with your work, come to the inn and have breakfast."

"Then Miss Wen must save some for me. I'm afraid if I go too late, I won't be able to eat it."

"I'll definitely save some for you." Wen Zhenyi smiled, closed the door to the backyard, and returned to the kitchen.

She guessed something from the attitude of the yamen runner. The mayor probably didn't want the matter to get out of hand, but whether he knew the identities of these people remained to be seen.