The short little girl nodded silently, tears in her eyes.
She hugged her senior brother tightly, tears silently falling.
The tall senior brother could no longer hold back his tears. He said softly, "Junior sister, this family is very kind-hearted. You should stay with them for now. When I find someone from the sect, I will take you back."
The little girl raised her head and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother, I can't bear to leave you"
The senior brother smiled and rubbed her head, saying gently: "Senior brother will protect you outside. You have to be obedient, understand?"
The little girl nodded, not quite understanding. She hugged her brother tightly, unwilling to leave him.
"Remember, don't tell anyone that you are cute."
The little girl nodded and said, "I won't tell anyone that I'm Mengmeng. I'll just say I'm Xiaowu."
Xiaowu is actually the nickname of our senior brother. Mengmeng likes it, so let her name it.
After explaining everything, the senior brother hardened his heart, turned around and ran away.
His pace became faster and faster until he was far away from the street. Then he stopped and sneaked back to the outside of Qian's house again.
He stood silently in the dark, watching the little girl.
She squatted on the ground alone, hugged her knees with her arms, buried her head in her knees, and kept sobbing. The senior brother felt heartbroken, but he knew he couldn't go forward to comfort her.
He could only protect her silently, hoping that she could get through the night strong.
If Qian Chunhua and Qian Xingshan were present at this moment, they would definitely recognize at a glance that the person in front of them who was called senior brother was none other than the little beggar who accidentally bumped into Qian Chunhua during the noise, and who was also the little beggar whom Qian Xingshan had helped on his way home.
As the dawn of the second day just broke, Qian Chunhua opened the gate of her house and prepared to send the children to the academy.
However, the scene before her made her slightly stunned.
Even the usually calm Qingsong was startled by this sudden scene. He quickly protected his younger brother and sister behind him and looked ahead vigilantly.
I saw a small figure squatting in front of the door. I couldn't see the face clearly, only a pair of pitiful eyes.
He secretly raised his head, glanced at Qian Chunhua, then quickly lowered his head, as if afraid of being blamed.
Qian Xingshan heard the noise and hurried out.
He looked at the man carefully, then turned to Qian Chunhua and said, "Sister, I know him. He is one of the little beggars who was bullied yesterday."
When Qian Chunhua heard this, he immediately understood.
She sighed softly, knowing the child's identity, she was powerless to do anything.
Time was running out, so Qian Chunhua did not stay for long.
She hurried out with the children and headed for the academy.
Although the family already had a carriage, the children still preferred to walk to the academy.
After all, carriages had to lower the high threshold before entering or leaving the mansion, so walking was more convenient.
When Qian Chunhua returned home after sending the child, the little beggar was still curled up in the dark corner, like a still sculpture, silent and motionless.
The afternoon sun was shining all over the earth, and three children returned from the academy with laughter.
However, the little beggar in the corner still maintained his original posture, as if he was out of tune with this world.
Qian Chunhua's heart softened at that moment.
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