Otherwise, this child's heart cannot be so "simple and foolish."
This is what she thought in her heart and asked this question.
"Aunt Li, does Qin Ao know about this?"
Xie Mingli shook her head just as she expected.
"How could the young master know this? Fortunately, the young master grew up with Master Jiu and rarely returned to the old house, so he didn't know anything about his mother."
Song Rushuang breathed a sigh of relief.
Subconsciously sighed:
"Thank goodness, thank goodness."
Qin Aoneng, who was completely unaware of the situation, was protected by his relatives.
Wait, Master Jiu?
It was at this time that Song Rushuang remembered that crucial person.
Not only for Qin Ao, but also for the entire Qin family, this existence cannot be ignored.
This is the so-called Ninth Master mentioned by Xie Mingli.
Song Rushuang asked Xie Mingli directly:
"Aunt Li, the Ninth Master you are talking about, is that Qin Cheng?"
Xie Mingli looked at Song Rushuang in surprise.
"It's amazing that you remember it so clearly. Jiu Ye was indeed called that. When he was your age, he was the face of the entire Qin family. To be honest, if he could have become the head of the family, the former Third Lady would still be the eldest son, and her life would have been much better."
Song Rushuang blinked.
Mention Qin Cheng.
For Song Rushuang, it seemed like a very old name.
"Xiao Qi, do you actually know Master Jiu?"
Song Rushuang thought about it. If you really think about it, isn’t Qin Cheng still her godfather?
How can you say that you don’t know each other?
She nodded slightly and laughed dryly twice:
"Who wouldn't know him? Didn't you just say that? When Jiu Ye was young, he was quite famous.
Apart from this, the reason why Qin Cheng is so outstanding is not because the Qin family has given him much protection.
It was because he had always been with Mr. Lin and was brought up by him.
Later he made him his nephew-in-law.
Judging from this kind of relationship, even for Qin Cheng, a child of a rich family, how could he not be soaring to fame?
When Xie Mingli was leaving, she wanted to chase the little boy away, but was stopped by Song Rushuang.
"Don't worry about him, just let him stay with me."
Xie Mingli said with some worry:
"Xiaozai is not completely normal, and his mental state is not very good. I'm worried that he will hurt you."
Song Rushuang looked at the little glutinous rice dumpling sitting on the chair.
It looks like it's not even as tall as her legs.
"Don't worry, the person who can bully me may not have been born yet."
Especially for such a young child.
Xie Mingli didn't know what Song Rushuang wanted to do.
In order to comfort her, the latter had to slowly speak:
"Don't think there's anything wrong with it. In fact, I not only know Master Jiu, I also know his brother. I wonder if this child can't leave the mountaintop villa either? You might as well just leave him with me."
As for the issue of children.
Song Rushuang felt that it should not be as serious as it seemed to outsiders.
Even though Qin Ao's mother suffered a great shock, she did not have any mental problems from the beginning.
Even if there is, there is not much risk of inheritance.
So, maybe the child just didn't grow up in the right environment.
So, they may seem a little dull, but just dull, and cannot be called stupid, or have any mental problems.
Even if she was not Qin Ao's friend, she would not allow such a child to be tortured like this.
I’m afraid that by then I’ll be almost crazy, if not really crazy.
Xie Mingli naturally believed what Song Rushuang said.
Since she asked for it, she couldn't say anything against it.
She knew clearly that although Song Rushuang had a good temper and was a rare good child, since she was Qin Shang's fiancée, she would be the head of the family in the future.
And she is just an ordinary person working for the Qin family.
Now that she has made her decision, it is not something she can change easily.
After Xie Mingli left, Song Rushuang sat across from her at the dinner table.
The little glutinous rice dumpling finally stopped eating after he had eaten his fill.
His belly was so round that it looked like it was about to burst out in the next second.
Song Rushuang was a little surprised. The child was white and plump, and didn't look like he was hungry.
But the way he ate made him look like he had been hungry for seven days.
The strange thing was right in front of her, and Song Rushuang couldn't ignore it.
But she was just a child after all.
Then she couldn't ask directly, as that would easily scare him.
Song Rushuang looked at the little glutinous rice dumpling with great interest, but didn't think of saying anything.
The child was the first to lose his patience.
"You, why are you looking at me like that?"
Song Rushuang replied as a matter of course:
"Because you're cute."
The child's face suddenly turned red, and the joy in his eyes could not be ignored.
Although it was fleeting, Song Rushuang clearly captured his expression.
Song Rushuang was secretly shocked.
What she didn't expect was that this child, who was only three or four years old, was so good at hiding his emotions.
I don’t know what he went through at such a young age.
"By the way, since you've eaten my meal, could you tell me your name?"
The child didn't say anything, and it seemed that he was afraid of something.
Song Rushuang also knew that she must not push the child too far.
"How about this, if you're hungry from now on, come to me every day and I'll give you something delicious to eat, okay?"
"you……"
"Me? What's wrong with me?"
"Why are you so nice to me?"
Song Rushuang thought about it, and she told him bluntly:
"Because I'm your brother's friend."
"elder brother……"
Song Rushuang raised her eyebrows in surprise.
Looking at the expression of this little glutinous rice dumpling, it seems that he is not surprised at all that he has a brother.
Could it be that his mother had ever mentioned Qin Ao in front of him?
As soon as Song Rushuang had this thought, Nuomi Tuanzi took several steps back, turned around and ran away.
The child moved so quickly that Song Rushuang was a little slow to react.
Song Rushuang felt a little strange.
"Xiao Ai, what do you think this kid is running for?"
The only person who can communicate with her smoothly is the system Xiao Ai.
"Is there a possibility that the brother he thinks of is not Qin Ao?"
Song Rushuang suddenly thought of something:
"Look at how scared he was just now. Could it be that the brother he thought was the child born to Qin Lie's current wife?"
"There's no other possibility."
Song Rushuang suddenly thought of something, and then slowly said:
"No, that's not necessarily the case. There's another possibility."
If this is really what she thought, then the problem is simple.
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