Chapter 840: You Don’t Need to Inherit My Family’s Golden Finger (6)

At night, when it was almost time for Liu Fangniang to leave, she carried a black bag and looked at Qu Shichu reluctantly with tears in her eyes: "Sister Fairy, this is the happiest day of my life. Thank you for taking me in..."

Qu Shichu touched her head and said, "Maybe you will be happier in the future. Do you remember what I told you before?"

"Remember, keep the food well and don't trust others easily..." Liu Fangniang answered with sobs, looking at Qu Shichu with red eyes and tears in her eyes.

Qu Shichu sat with her next to the place where the time and space gate would appear, waiting for the time to come. Liu Fangniang was destined to go back alone to face her own destiny. She had no way to save her from that environment, and could only help her to the best of her ability so that she could survive and not starve to death.

Qu Shichu can lend a helping hand, but he cannot bear the responsibility of someone else's life.

The time passed quickly, and Liu Fangniang entered the glowing door, looking at Qu Shichu reluctantly. In an instant, a white light flashed, and Liu Fangniang disappeared, and the place returned to peace.

Qu Shichu thought that there would be no other visitors from other worlds tonight, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

But with a "Wow..." sound, a baby's crying voice was heard. Qu Shichu had a bad premonition in her heart. She turned around and saw a little boy about two or three years old sitting on the ground crying loudly. He was white, plump, and cute. The clothes he wore were gorgeous and beautiful. There was a pearl as big as an adult's thumb hanging on the shoes on his feet. Obviously, he was the son of a wealthy family.

Qu Shichu waited for a while without giving up, but still didn't see any adult appear. She finally had to accept her fate. The little boy appeared here alone, and no one followed him.

She sighed, picked up the crying little boy, rocked him gently, and said to him, "Stop crying."

However, the child opened his tearful eyes, looked at her, and found that she was not someone he knew. He immediately closed his eyes, opened his mouth, and cried even louder.

Qu Shichu suddenly felt as if her ears were about to burst into flames and her head started to hurt. She was most afraid of children crying and wanted to throw the child away, but the child was alone and she couldn't push the blame on others.

“Stop crying, stop crying. Are you hungry? I’ll find you something to eat right away…” Qu Shichu hurriedly carried the fat boy back to the house. The child was still crying and even hiccuping, looking pitiful.

Qu Shichu had no bottle or milk powder at home, so he had to take out a bottle of pure milk, insert a straw and quickly put it into the little fat boy's mouth.

Fortunately, the chubby boy is already two or three years old and can drink pure milk, otherwise Qu Shichu would have to buy milk powder for him late at night.

Perhaps because there was something to drink in his mouth, he finally stopped crying and concentrated on drinking the milk. However, his eyes and nose were red, and he looked very pitiful.

Qu Shichu looked at the little brat who was turning his head around curiously and wanted to stuff him back into the space-time gate. However, the space-time gate would not appear until a certain time. She had to give up the idea and just hoped that these two days would pass quickly so that she could send this little devil away earlier.

The child was small in size but had a big appetite. He quickly finished the box of milk and then tentatively handed the box back to Qu Shichu, who took it and threw it into the trash can next to him.

The child immediately opened his eyes wide and looked at the trash can, then reached out to pick up the empty milk carton from the trash can.

Qu Shichu quickly picked him up and said, "Don't pick it up, it's trash that has been thrown away."

The little boy lay in her arms, quietly looking at Qu Shichu with a pair of big eyes that were washed by tears and looked particularly ethereal and clear.

When Qu Shichu saw that he looked particularly cute when he wasn't crying, he was no longer so resistant to him. He softened his voice and asked him in a low voice: "What's your name? How old are you?"

"My name is Lan Ge'er, and I'm two and a half years old!" The little boy answered in a baby voice. Although his articulation was not very fluent, at least his words were clear.

Qu Shichu breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he could understand what people said and respond, at least they could communicate.

"Lan Ge'er, how come you are here?" Qu Shichu tried to ask him the reason why he was here. You know, people who can travel through the door of time and space are almost in danger of their lives. But looking at Lan Ge'er's appearance and clothes, he seems to be loved by his family, so how could his life be in danger?

Lan Ge'er was still too young. He blinked in confusion: "Nanny, buy me some candy. Don't walk around..."

Qu Shichu was confused: "You went out with the nanny? Did she tell you not to wander around?"

Lan Ge'er nodded, the only thing on his mind was food: "Buy some candy!"

Qu Shichu had no choice but to continue asking: "You only have your nanny by your side, no one else? Where are your parents?"

Lan Ge'er blinked his eyes: "My parents won't let me go out! Nanny took me away quietly..."

The case was solved. It turned out that the wet nurse secretly took him out and asked him to wait there and not to wander around, saying that she was going to buy him candy. Qu Shichu was now 90% sure that there was something wrong with the wet nurse. She secretly took the child out and left him alone there. It was obvious that she wanted him to get lost.

Poor Lan Ge'er, Qu Shichu touched his little head with two buns tied on it. His parents must be so worried when they knew he was missing. He hoped that Lan Ge'er could be found by his parents when he returned from here.

"Mom? Dad?" Perhaps because he was talking about his parents, Lan Ge'er started looking for them. He poked his head out of Qu Shichu's arms and looked around, as if he was looking for someone.

"Your parents are not here. You sneaked out with your wet nurse. They are angry with you and want you to reflect on your actions here with me." Qu Shichu made up a lie. Where could she find his parents for him?

When Lan Ge'er heard this, his mouth suddenly turned down and he was about to cry again. Qu Shichu hurriedly comforted him, "Don't cry, you will be able to see your parents after one night. Now let's go find something fun, shall we?"

Qu Shichu quickly carried him to the front yard, sat on the swing, and pushed his feet against the ground, and the swing began to swing gently. Lan Ge'er immediately grabbed the rope of the swing curiously, opened his little mouth, and experienced it with surprise.

Qu Shichu breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she had made a swing for herself before, otherwise she wouldn’t know what to do with the child now.

Brother Lan had probably never sat on a swing before, but he thought this floating chair was extremely fun. The night wind blew the little yellow hair on his head, and he swung up and down with the swing, giggling happily. He also held the rope, and occasionally made "Woo~Woo~" accompaniment with his mouth, and had a lot of fun.

(End of this chapter)