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Chapter 49 Will someone be following us? Someone is following us.
"Grandma... um... Grandma."
“Brother, baby grandma.”
"elder brother…"
In the middle of the night, Wen Xinglan woke up on time and shook An Fusheng awake.
"Wait here, I'll get it for you."
An Fusheng prepared the milk with his eyes closed, remembering to test the temperature before giving it to Wen Xinglan, saying, "Drink it yourself, drink it slowly."
He fell asleep as soon as he finished speaking.
Wen Xinglan sucked hard from the bottle, then threw it away and snuggled into An Fusheng's arms. She placed one hand on An Fusheng's heart, feeling the rhythm of his heartbeat, and soon fell asleep.
"What are you doing?" An Fusheng grabbed Wen Xinglan's mischievous hand. "Why are you pulling at my eyelids?"
“Brother.” Wen Xinglan didn’t think there was anything wrong with prying open someone’s eyelids. Seeing that An Fusheng’s eyes were open, she smiled happily.
An Fusheng peeked through the curtains and saw that it was already daylight. But last night, Lou's mother said that she had something to do this morning and could bring back breakfast on her way. An Fusheng didn't have to get up early to make breakfast this morning and could sleep in!
"It's still early, I'll sleep a little longer."
An Fusheng pushed Wen Xinglan down, tucking him in with the blanket, and then touched his diaper. "Ouch..."
"How come you peed so much!" An Fusheng jumped up, picked up Wen Xinglan and changed his diaper. "He eats one part milk and poops three parts poop. No wonder he's so small, he doesn't poop enough even though he eats."
Afu was woken up by the two noises. With its uneven fur, it came over to watch, meowing.
"Afu, you're a girl, don't watch boys change diapers. Go play somewhere else."
After changing the diaper, An Fusheng woke up. Wen Xinglan and Afu started playing together. An Fusheng picked up his phone and opened WeChat. "Why hasn't Grandma Ao accepted my friend request yet?"
Yesterday, An Fusheng got a cell phone, and Wen Min immediately gave him all of his living expenses for the month. Knowing that he had no money, she even gave him an advance of half a month's salary.
An Fusheng wanted to return the money to Grandma Ao as soon as possible. Last night, he added Grandma Ao on WeChat using her phone number, but she hadn't accepted yet. He couldn't believe that Grandma Ao usually used an old-fashioned mobile phone. An Fusheng thought it was perfectly normal.
Before long, the other children got up one after another. Hearing noises outside the door, Wen Xinglan and Afu ran to open An Fusheng's door, and soon An Fusheng's room was occupied by a group of chattering children.
Good morning, Afu!
"younger brother!"
"Little brother, did you open the door? You're so amazing!"
"Little brother, what are you doing in your older brother's room? Are you sleeping in your older brother's bed?"
"Big brother is sleeping in bed."
"You really slept with your older brother?"
"Big brother, sleep."
"Oh? Then I'll sleep with my older brother tonight too."
...
An Fusheng was forced to get up.
I drew back the curtains, and it was raining outside.
Last night, when An Fusheng got up to make milk powder for Wen Xinglan, he could faintly hear the sound of rain. When he opened the curtains, he saw that it was drizzling, but there were puddles in many places, so it seemed that it rained quite heavily last night.
After breakfast, it has stopped.
The mud was too wet to dig, so An Fusheng decided to go to Grandma Ao's house to return the money. Since Grandma Ao's house wasn't far away, he could also visit Grandma Ao and Ao Daiya.
Lou Lan and Wen Min didn't have anything to do today. An Fusheng could have avoided taking care of the child, but Wen Xinglan had already grown up on An Fusheng's body.
"These are all the things Xiao Ba will need. Take them with you." Lou Lan handed An Fusheng a backpack.
An Fusheng took the backpack, carried Wen Xinglan in one arm and a bag of fresh bean sprouts in the other before heading out.
When An Fusheng picked up the children from school last time, he discovered that Grandma Ao's house was very close to the welfare home, less than a half-hour walk away. So An Fusheng chose to walk, and he happened to walk the route from the welfare home to the snack street, and then walk the snack street to Grandma Ao's house.
On a clear morning after the rain, the streets were deserted.
An Fusheng carried Wen Xinglan as they walked along the wet cement road, making a clattering sound, as if there were many other sounds.
“Do you think someone might be following us?” An Fusheng suddenly had a thought.
“Someone is following us,” Wen Xinglan said.
An Fusheng had only thought of some scenes he had seen on TV and wanted to make a joke, but as he walked, he felt that there were indeed a lot of pattering sounds, and it didn't seem like he was the only one making them.
He slowed his pace and lightened his steps without making a sound. There was still a sound behind him, but when he listened carefully, it seemed to have disappeared.
An Fusheng was horrified.
An Fusheng quietly lifted half of Wen Xinglan's face over his shoulder, asking him to help him observe what was behind him. He whispered in Wen Xinglan's ear like a thief, "Xiao Ba, check if there's anyone behind us."
Wen Xinglan said in a serious tone, "There's someone here."
An Fusheng felt a chill run down his spine, and he stammered, "Really...really?"
Why are they following me? Is it because I have a child with me? Could they be human traffickers? An Fusheng tensed up instantly.
An Fusheng pretended to look at the scenery, glancing left and right, and then glancing behind him several times out of the corner of his eye. There were many alleys and village entrances, so he didn't see anything.
An Fusheng continued walking forward, his footsteps becoming a few more distinct. To avoid alerting the enemy, An Fusheng instructed Wen Xinglan to continue observing, asking in a whisper, "Is there one person or two behind you?"
Wen Xinglan replied in a breathy voice, "There are two people."
"Is it a man or a woman?"
"It's a woman."
"A woman?" An Fusheng was puzzled. He was a tall man, after all. How could a woman dare to follow him? She must have accomplices!
An Fusheng was drenched in sweat.
"Both are women, right?"
Wen Xinglan: "A woman, is it?"
"I'm asking you."
"I'm asking you."
"What's going on?" An Fusheng finally realized something was wrong. "Are you mimicking my speech?"
Wen Xinglan: "..."
"Yes or no?"
"no."
"Is it not or is it?"
"yes."
"You really are mimicking my speech!"
After joking around with Wen Xinglan for a while, An Fusheng turned around again and saw a glimpse of blue in the distance at the alleyway behind him. An Fusheng's breath caught in his throat, and then his eyes flashed. Grandma Ao was right in front of him. An Fusheng breathed a sigh of relief, "Grandma Ao!"
"Xiao Fu? Is it really him?" Grandma Ao was carrying a blue eco-friendly bag with a few vegetable leaves sticking out of the bag, clearly indicating that she had just returned from grocery shopping.
"Why aren't you using your little trailer to buy groceries today?" If it were the sound of a trailer behind him, he wouldn't be so suspicious.
"It's muddy everywhere on rainy days. I don't have many vegetables to buy today since I'm not setting up a stall, so I didn't delay."
"oh."
"I saw a figure in the distance that looked a lot like you, but I was afraid I was calling the wrong person. I didn't expect it to really be you. What are you doing here? And with a child?"
“This is my younger brother from the orphanage, named Wen Xinglan, nicknamed Xiao Ba.” An Fusheng then said to Wen Xinglan, “Xiao Ba, quickly call her Grandma.”
Wen Xinglan obediently called out, "Grandma."
An Fusheng: "I didn't have anything to do today, and since you didn't need to set up your stall, I came to visit you."
Last time at the food street, Grandma Ao met An Fusheng picking up his child from school and learned that he had gone to work at the welfare home. Knowing that the welfare home was close to her home, she invited An Fusheng to come to her house to play when he had time, and she didn't expect him to actually come.
Grandma Ao especially liked An Fusheng. When An Fusheng came to her house to play, she was overjoyed and said, "Come in quickly."
"Isn't Xiaoya home?" An Fusheng carried Wen Xinglan into the house, but didn't see Ao Daiya at home.
“It rained last night, and he was worried that the stray cats would get wet, so he went out early this morning to check on them.” Grandma Ao led An Fusheng into the living room. “Put your things down quickly.”
An Fusheng handed the eco-friendly bag to Grandma Ao, saying, "These are bean sprouts I grew myself; I brought some for you."
"Oh my, how fresh!" Grandma Ao took the bag, without saying anything polite like, "Why bring things when you're all better?" Since the things were there and not valuable, she happily accepted them. "And peanut sprouts?"
"Mm." An Fusheng nodded. "Stir-fried pork belly with peanuts is delicious."
"Okay, I just bought some pork belly today. We'll stir-fry it with peanut sprouts in a bit. You can stay for lunch."
"No, I have to go back and cook lunch." An Fusheng wasn't being polite; in the countryside, it's perfectly normal to eat at someone else's house, but he couldn't let it interfere with his work.
"Isn't it tiring to work at the welfare home, taking care of children and cooking?" Grandma Ao asked, having been too busy to ask last time.
"fine."
An Fusheng lived in the countryside in his previous life. Farmers work all day long and never stop, and cooking is just something they do by chance. Now, cooking has become his main job. He only helps with other chores when he has free time. He doesn't find it too hard.
"Brother!" Ao Daiya exclaimed in surprise upon hearing An Fusheng's voice as she entered the room, "Why are you here?"
“I came to play with you.” An Fusheng introduced Wen Xinglan to Ao Daiya. “This is Xiao Ba, who is also my younger brother.”
Remembering that there were several people who called An Fusheng "Big Brother" last time, Ao Daiya asked, "Does Big Brother have many younger brothers?"
“Yes,” An Fusheng said, “because I grew up in an orphanage. All the children younger than me in the orphanage are my younger brothers and sisters. There are eight of them in total.”
"Wow!" Ao Daiya exclaimed enviously, "It must be so much fun at the orphanage, right?"
"Yes, you can come visit the orphanage whenever you have time."
"OK."
After chatting for a while, An Fusheng was about to go back.
When An Fusheng returned home, he added Grandma Ao on WeChat and returned the money to her. Grandma Ao, knowing that An Fusheng had a job and a place to live, happily accepted his money.
When An Fusheng went out, he took the original owner's ID card and bank card with him. He planned to take the original owner's bank card if he came across a bank to see if there was any money in it. According to the original owner's diary, the original owner might have saved money to buy a cochlear implant for Fourteen. The sooner he got it sorted out, the sooner he could buy a cochlear implant for Fourteen. Wen's mother had said that Fourteen's hearing aid was not suitable and would cause headaches if worn for a long time.
An Fusheng was very lucky. Grandma Ao pointed out a shortcut back to the orphanage, and there happened to be a bank on the way, which happened to be the same bank where the original owner had his bank card.
An Fusheng checked the time on his phone; it was still early. He went into his bank account, changed the PIN for the original owner's card, and checked the balance. "Only worked for a few months, and already has 30,000 in savings, amazing!"
With the help of bank staff, An Fusheng set up mobile banking and transferred the money to Wen Min after returning to the orphanage.
"I don't know if it's enough. If it isn't, I'll save more with my salary later." He currently has no other skills to earn money, so he can only rely on saving his salary.
Saving wages is too slow. If only there were other ways to make money, An Fusheng thought to himself. If time allowed, he was not afraid of hard work.