"Yes! We're here already. You will live here with your sister from now on. Are you willing?" Su Yin had a light and gentle smile on her lips.
Daya kept nodding, "Yes, yes."
The little girl's parents and relatives are all dead. Since I have met her by chance, I will just raise her.
Their family is not short of food.
The little girl is a miserable child.
"What are you two doing here?" Madam Xu and Su's mother came back from outside.
As soon as she finished speaking, Su's mother's eyes widened. Madam Xu's reaction was even greater than Su's mother's. Her eyes were wide open and full of disbelief. She looked up and down at the girl in front of her with some uncertainty, and finally confirmed that she knew the poor little girl.
Perhaps because she was too shocked and Daya had changed so much, Madam Xu still asked with doubt, "Are you Daya?"
Daya looked at the familiar aunt, her eyes reddened, "I am Daya."
"It's really Daya." Madam Xu said excitedly to Su's mother.
Su's mother had met her husband before in the inn in Linzhou Prefecture and knew him, but today was the first time they met. Although she was surprised, she felt better than Madam Xu.
This was the first time that Madam Xu had seen other people from Xinghua Village since she separated from them that day.
"Daya, how are the village head and the others? Are the other people in the village okay?" Madam Xu asked impatiently.
When asked about this, Daya was a little depressed.
"Mrs. Xu, let's go inside and talk."
Su Xiaozhong had already moved the carriage into the stable. Seeing them coming back so reluctantly, he was about to speak when he noticed Xu Niangzi's expression and understood.
Daya repeated what happened after they left, but this time, Su Xiaozhong was not involved, and Baishan Hall was not mentioned.
Su Yin had explained all this to her before she came.
The fewer people who know about my dad’s work at Baishan Hall, the better.
After all, the nominal second manager of Baishantang had been killed by that mysterious organization and buried in a sea of fire.
Now Su Xiaozhong is Su Xiaozhong, not Su Zhong, the second manager of Baishan Hall.
Madam Xu and Grandma Xu hugged the eldest girl and cried for a long time. After being persuaded by Su's mother, the three of them stopped crying.
"Just be alive."
"Girl, you will surely have good fortune in the future if you survive a disaster." Granny Xu held Daya's hand, patted it lovingly, and murmured.
"Mother-in-law, Auntie, Daya now has a name. My name is Xiangqin."
“That’s a nice name.”
Daya was also very satisfied with the name, "It was given by Uncle Su."
"Aunt, where are the others?"
"They are somewhere else. You will be able to see them the day after tomorrow."
The women in the family were all chattering around Daya, sharing what they had seen and heard along the way, and everyone was talking and laughing.
Su Yin did not join in, but served them tea and snacks.
At night, Su's mother arranged a side room for Daya to live in. It happened that the room had all the bedding and everything else. But Daya was a sensible person and did not agree. Instead, she pulled Xu Niangzi to live with them.
Madam Xu and her friends lived in the side room of the west wing, which had a large bunk bed and was more than enough to accommodate three or four adults.
Madam Xu also chimed in, "She's just a little girl, she'd be scared if she lived alone in a room, it's just right for her to live with us so she can have company. I can also take care of her a little bit."
Su's mother couldn't convince them, so she just let them go.
"Daya is a sensible child." Su Xiaozhong said to Su's mother, asking her not to worry about it.
This is why Su Xiaozhong helped her and did not abandon her.
If she was a person who had no sense of propriety and took other people's kindness for granted, Su Xiaozhong would never lend her a helping hand again. Even if someone died in front of him, he would not even blink an eye.
A little bit of rice will bring gratitude, a big bit of rice will bring resentment. Su Xiaozhong had seen this principle too many times in his previous life.
In the evening, Su's mother was in charge of cooking. She fried a plate of meat, steamed three eggs, and added two vegetables. Each dish was very generous in portion.
Mother Su kept picking up vegetables for Daya and put a piece of meat in her bowl, "Don't just focus on eating, eat some vegetables too."
Su Yin noticed that as long as no one picked up food for her, she would never reach her chopsticks into the plate.
This habit was not formed overnight. It was probably because she had it since she was a child.
"Aunt Su, that's enough. Rice is delicious."
When she said this, Daya's eyes were shining, because this was not her excuse, but she really liked to eat white rice, sweet white rice, she had never eaten it before, and she thought it was delicious even without any side dishes.
Since buying rice, the Su family cooked rice, white rice with full grains, which she had never eaten before. Even in Baishan Hall, the best rice she had eaten was millet rice.
“The rice is delicious.”
Su Yin ate her meal in silence, feeling inexplicably sad.
In her time, many little girls always fantasized about traveling back to ancient times one day, which would be a very romantic and beautiful thing.
But when Su Yin really lived in this era, all he saw was poverty and suffering, and the people living at the bottom of society were struggling.
Even though they work from sunrise to sunset, and toil non-stop every day and every year, they can never have enough to eat and cannot live a stable and comfortable life for even a single day.
In feudal dynasties, only the powerful and wealthy could truly enjoy life.
They control more than 90 percent of the country's wealth, and only they in this dynasty can live like human beings and have dignity.
Even if you don’t have much wealth on Blue Star, as long as you work hard, you can still have enough food and clothing.
Food and clothing, two seemingly simple words, are the desires that the people of this dynasty long for but do not desire.
For example, how many people in the Yong Dynasty might not even have the chance to eat a simple bowl of white rice until they died, and they would never know what white rice tasted like.
After dinner, Su Yin sat on the stone steps, and Su Xiaozhong sat silently beside her.
"Unhappy?"
Su Yin shook her head. "Dad, why do you think we were reborn?"
This question stumped Su Xiaozhong.
He had never thought about this question before. Since his rebirth, he had been busy and had never thought about it.
"Make up for the regret." Su Xiaozhong looked at his daughter beside him.
His biggest regret in his previous life was losing his wife and children.
Even though he has lived in wealth and glory for more than a decade, his real family and the people he truly loves are still his original family.
But that family was destroyed, destroyed in his hands, destroyed by his foolish filial piety.
Now he has found his wife and his daughter.
This is probably the meaning of his rebirth.
Su Yin chewed on the four words carefully, "make up for the regret."
Daddy is making up for his regrets, but what about her?!
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