The two looked at each other for a moment, then both lowered their heads. Chunying's face turned slightly red. She placed the little dumpling against her chest and gestured for the boy to look at the dumpling.
"younger sister!"
The boy was a little embarrassed. His younger sister had been found, but the first person he saw was Chunying. He thought his mother was talking about her. Huo Xiaocheng hadn't figured out how to tell his mother if his sister was really gone.
He didn't want to see his mother die again.
The boy took the little dumpling from Chunying's arms and held her face next to his own, just like before.
That's wonderful. My sister is alive, a little girl with flesh and blood, not a cold skeleton.
The little dumpling nodded.
"I remember, you're the older brother."
Huo Xiaolong accepted He Yi, believing that this family loved her very much, and that she would repay them with a song.
"You can talk now?"
The boy exclaimed in surprise, and asked again, still not believing it.
"Long'er, you can talk now!?"
"Um!"
The little girl nodded, then pressed her face against the boy's and said...
"I can talk now, brother."
The boy buried his head in the little dumpling's belly, his tears soaking her cotton-padded coat.
He said that dreams are all fake.
His sister didn't die; she can talk now and even call him "brother."
Huo Xiaocheng composed himself, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Chunying, and said...
"Please forgive my rudeness, young lady. I've found my sister, and I'm truly..."
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"I understand; it's always a joy to reunite with family."
Erhei glanced at Chunying from behind Huo Xiaocheng, then dared not look again, and whispered a question from behind.
"Xiao Cheng, how come you have a fairy in your house?"
Chunying covered her mouth with a handkerchief and smiled. Seeing that Ping'er had returned outside the door, she decided to say goodbye to He Yi first.
"Madam He, it's getting late, the doors should be opening soon. Chunying takes her leave."
He Yi nodded, took the little girl from Huo Xiaocheng's arms, and returned her to Chunying.
The boy was still wondering why his sister was being taken away by Chunying. When He Yi closed the door and gestured for him to come inside, the two boys followed He Yi into the house. Their mother then told Huo Xiaocheng everything about how his sister ended up in a brothel, how they recognized each other, and how the people at the brothel treated her.
"Randomization fee: one hundred taels"
He Yi nodded.
"Mother, don't worry. Erhei and I brought back a lot of spices this time. Once we sell them, we should have enough money to ransom my sister."
"Then our family will be reunited."
The boy's dream felt so real, it didn't seem fake, but his sister was right there in front of him.
He didn't believe it, so he thought about it.
Even if the dream were real, he wouldn't let it happen.
Spices from the northern nomadic tribes were already very expensive in the border towns, costing one tael of silver for every tael of spices. Once the spices crossed the Shanhaiguan Pass and reached the south of the Yangtze River, one tael of spices would cost one tael of gold.
They carried back a hundred catties of spices this time. In order to carry these spices, they picked and chose their luggage, selling what could be sold and discarding what could be discarded. The two of them carried some of the spices themselves and walked all the way.
Hearing that her son's trip was dangerous and he almost lost his life, He Yi's eyes reddened again.
"Mom, please don't cry, or Dad will beat me again."
"You're talking nonsense again!"
He Yi patted the boy's head and looked at Erhei, who was eating sunflower seeds like a big black bear.
"I didn't. If you're crying because of your sister, it's fine; Dad can just comfort you and it'll be over. But if you're crying because of me, Dad will definitely beat me the next day during practice, and he'll definitely use some serious moves."
"Alright, enough with the nonsense. Wait until Mom cooks for you guys."
What does Erhei like to eat?
Hearing that Erhei had saved her son, He Yi looked at Erhei with great enthusiasm.
"I, I'll eat anything, as long as there's something to eat," Erhei scratched his head, feeling rather embarrassed. He had come to their house with his two paws, expecting to eat and drink for free again.
"My mom's cooking is amazing, let's go chop some firewood."
Huo Xiaocheng pulled Erhei to the yard to chop firewood. The boy had his own plans. Erhei could eat a lot, and his mother must have realized that they were probably going to cook a lot of food tonight, so there definitely wouldn't be enough firewood.
With Erhei's physique, there's no harm in not using him.
Otherwise, when his father came back and saw that the firewood was gone, he wouldn't have given him a kind look. In the year that his sister went missing, he also grew from a clueless young boy into a man who could support his family.
The father and son have very similar personalities; neither of them likes to talk much, except when they are close to them. They are the kind of people who are ruthless but don't talk much.
He didn't tell his mother that he had killed someone on this business trip. If he hadn't killed them, he would have been the one to die. But he wasn't afraid, and he didn't even feel a little emotional. It was as if he was born indifferent to life and fearless of death.
Huo Xiaocheng thought that he couldn't tell his mother. His mother was timid. He would wait until his father came back and ask him if he had taken after him. Otherwise, what if his mentality of killing people was no different from killing chickens and scared his mother and younger sister in the future?
That's good, my little sister is still alive.
"Xiao Cheng, we've chopped all the firewood in the yard. Shall we go up the mountain and chop some more?"
Erhei was strong; before Huo Xiaocheng had even finished chopping down a pile of firewood, Erhei had already chopped all the firewood in the yard.
"That should be enough. We'll have to wait for my mom to come back from grocery shopping."
Chunying and Ping'er returned to Fengyue Tower with the little dumpling in their arms, only to hear Madam Cen instructing the waiter.
"Hang the lanterns dark tonight, don't open the doors, everyone take a day off."
Such is the rule of brothels, as regular customers know. When the brothel opens, a bright lamp is hung up, and when the brothel closes, a dark lamp is hung up. Before the gentlemen arrive, they will send their servants to check on the brothel so that they don't make a wasted trip.
"mom!"
The little dumpling climbed off the girl and ran towards Cen's mother. It ran to the woman's side, tugged at her sleeve, and carefully looked at her face.
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