The next morning, Jiang Tianxin decided whether to stay or leave. The little girl felt that at least she and her brother could survive here. Although this was a den of assassins, she couldn't let the two of them, children, do anything.

As for what happens when we grow up...

Let's talk about it later; being alive is already a blessing.

As soon as the little girl opened her eyes, she saw a set of clothes beside her. The fabric and patterns of the clothes were no worse than those in the capital, as was the embroidery. However, since this place was in the north, the stitching was definitely different.

It's been a long time since I've worn clothes like this; the dress is made of silk and satin, adorned with hairpins and jewelry—everything you could want.

Do you like it?

Hearing the noise inside, Liu Xiaohua came in carrying a plate with a bowl of porridge, two steamed buns, and some side dishes, which made Jiang Tianxin swallow hard.

"like."

"Then get dressed and eat."

Jiang Tianxin wouldn't wear this kind of clothing. Back home, she was always served and dressed in such clothes. As for exile...

Who would wear such clothes when they are exiled?

I can make my own shirt and pants.

The little girl looked down at her younger brother, who was still fast asleep in bed, her lips slightly glistening. She looked at Liu Xiaohua and said shyly:

"I won't wear this kind of clothing."

"Weren't you a young lady before? How come you don't know how? Haven't you ever worn it?"

"Hmm... I haven't worn it myself."

The woman took a deep breath, nodded resignedly, and said, "Fine, what can I do when I've picked up a real rich girl?"

"I'll put it on you."

Jiang Tianxin subconsciously raised her hand. Liu Xiaohua looked at the child and couldn't help but smile. This is fate; everyone has their own destiny.

Even though this child's home was ransacked, there are still people taking care of him.

"Alright, Miss, let's eat."

"Has my little brother eaten?" At this moment, the little dumpling remembered her little brother and asked Liu Xiaohua.

“You ate him. I fed him milk in the early morning, but you were sleeping like a little pig and didn’t even know.”

After saying that, Liu Xiaohua didn't linger and swayed out of the room.

Jiang Tianxin looked at her younger brother on the bed while eating.

This meal took an unusually long time.

The main reason is that the little girl feels that she can make her own choices, but if she chooses the path for her younger brother, will he blame her when he grows up?

But if she went alone, it was uncertain whether she could survive with her younger brother.

After finishing her meal, Jiang Tianxin wiped her mouth and combed her hair into two sideburns in front of the mirror. She looked just as pretty as she did at home. The little girl was quite vain, and she grinned as she looked in the mirror.

She carried her younger brother and staggered along the mountain path.

Yesterday, Liu Xiaohua took her through the route once, and Jiang Tianxin had already memorized the way from her room to the woman's room.

The little girl carrying the baby seemed unsteady on her feet as she walked along the mountain path, and the assassins clinging to the trees behind her looked on with some tension.

"There's a cliff ahead, she mustn't fall!"

"Seventeen, Seventeen, keep an eye on things. If he falls, just throw the rope."

Jiang Tianxin walked away quite casually, not knowing where the cliff was, as it was all blocked by grass. As for the assassins from Zhanchen Tower, they certainly couldn't fall off a cliff while walking in their own home; they'd been used to it since they were little.

It's also because this child has a good memory that he didn't go the wrong way at all.

Those boys and girls in the tree, their hearts were pounding.

"I feel more nervous than when I went on my first mission," Eighteen said.

"Me too. This kid is really brave. He dares to run around like this when he's in a completely unfamiliar place. He almost fell down several times."

"Alright, stop dawdling and call all those little brats over now," Eighteen said.

"What are you doing?"

"Why are you weeding? What if this child comes back and walks this path again? Can you guarantee your hook will fall down faster than her?"

"Okay, I'll go get someone."

Over here, Jiang Tianxin, carrying her younger brother and covered in sweat, walked to Liu Xiaohua and Eleven's residence. The young lady knew her manners and knocked on the door before entering.

May I come in?

A cute voice sounded at the door.

Before Jiang Tianxin arrived, Eleven was embracing Liu Xiaohua, grieving over the passing of time.

Do you think these two children can stay?

“I do like children, but I definitely can’t let you have one. You ruined your health when we were practicing martial arts.”

“Look, these two children, one a girl and one a baby, they’re a perfect match. If only we could keep them, we could raise them as our own children.”

"Hey, but this place is a den of killers. What sensible kid would want to stay here?"

Jiang Tianxin: I'm willing! We agreed to be a rich young lady.

Liu Xiaohua remained silent, waiting for Jiang Tianxin's decision.

"Enter."

The woman replied.

—Squeak

The moment the door opened, a little head peeked out from the crack, and the baby was being held in swaddling clothes.

It doesn't suit her at all.

Because the swaddling cloth was made of cotton cloth that the villagers at the foot of the mountain had rubbed soft, Zhanchenlou didn't have it, so they had to go down the mountain to buy it, and then they had to rub it again after buying it.

"I need to talk to you... You two have something to discuss."

The woman curled her red lips into a smile and asked Jiang Tianxin:

"What is it? Speak."

"I want to stay here."

Jiang Tianxin nodded vigorously and said.

At this moment, Eleven, who was lying on Liu Xiaohua's lap, sat up, his face beaming with undisguised joy.

The little dumpling continued:

"But... my brother, can you let my brother go to school? Like those rich kids, just read and write, and when he grows up, he can decide for himself whether to stay or leave."

Jiang Tianxin was halfway through her sentence when, fearing that Liu Xiaohua and Eleven might disagree—those two seemed to be the ones who made the decisions—she added:

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