Hu Wenhua jumped three feet away!
He exclaimed in surprise, "Are you perhaps a runaway slave? Don't get me into trouble!"
The government had regulations that stipulated that harboring runaway slaves would be punished.
The man who had been prostrate on the ground had no choice but to get up after hearing this. He first patted the dirt and dust off his body, and then slowly took out a piece of paper from his pocket as proof: "Look, I'm not a runaway slave!"
Fan Jin and the other two looked at the person in front of them. He was not old, and they guessed that he was about the same age as Hu Wenhua.
He was dressed in tattered clothes, truly tattered clothes!
The sleeves and trouser legs were almost torn to shreds, and the clothes were so dirty that their original color was no longer visible.
Hu Wenhua was stunned and thought, "Given how dirty these clothes are, the ground is probably cleaner than them. Is it really necessary to dust them off?"
No wonder the boy fell to the ground without hesitation; his clothes were so dirty they were practically filthy.
No, that's not what he should be focusing on!
He frowned as he looked at the boy's calm demeanor: "Judging from your appearance, you don't need us to 'save' you!"
Ling Ran replied nonchalantly, "Isn't it just to increase the tension?" Little did he know that the three of them remained unmoved.
He looked at Fan Jin, the kindest and most refined of the three, and said, “I’m not lying. I really need your help, otherwise I’m afraid I won’t survive this unusually cold winter.”
He needed their cover, otherwise, if his stepmother's people came looking for him, no one would know where he died.
He cannot die until he avenges his mother's death at the hands of his stepmother.
Hu Wenhua and Fan He knew he was telling the truth.
This winter has indeed been unusually cold, arriving early and quickly. However, "there are so many beggars on the streets, we can't possibly take them all in!"
A few days ago, they were no different from those who begged on the streets.
Even though life is better now, Fan He is still very frugal.
Raising a person is no easy task. You have to provide for their food, clothing, and shelter, take them to the doctor when they get sick, and arrange for their accommodation. I saved Hei Zi before, but that was only to help in an emergency, not to support them in their old age, since I knew he was going back.
But this person in front of me is different; he might not even have a home to return to!
If I stay at his house all the time, won't that be a burden on my parents?
Ling Ran held up the paper in his hand and handed it directly to Fan Jin, who was wearing a long gown. The man in the long gown was a scholar and could read.
He also explained to him: "Look, I am not a beggar, nor am I a lazy person, I am not a beggar!"
I'm just... I'm just going through a rough patch, and I'm suffering temporarily. You took me in this winter, and I will repay you twofold, no, tenfold in the future!
Fan Jin looked at the words on the paper and was surprised by the high social standing of the child. He quietly covered his face and said to Hu Wenhua and Fan He, "He is indeed not a beggar, nor a lazy person."
Fan He scoffed at his promise of repayment; why was he so skeptical?
Ling Ran looked at the three men and continued to recommend himself: "I'm very hardworking and can do any kind of work! I just need you to take me in this winter, and I can leave next year."
Hu Wenhua only looked at her brother-in-law.
He wasn't the one who took them in; he's not the one in charge.
Fan He recalled that someone had said something similar before, and what happened? After working for more than ten days, he went to his aunt's house, and his only two valuable clothes were gone.
Luckily, Mother was clever; otherwise, would that jade pendant have returned to him? Dream on.
He looked at the ragged boy in front of him and asked first, "Do you have anything valuable on you?"
If you have one, keeping it isn't a bad deal!
Ling Ran chuckled: "Do the three of you think I have any valuables? If I did, I could just stay at an inn, eat and drink my fill, have a place to stay, and not worry about not surviving the winter."
"To be honest, I've run out of money on this journey and have been relying on odd jobs to make ends meet. But now that the weather is getting colder, it's hard to find work."
Hu Wenhua thought about it and agreed.
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