Red Heart Survey

Glancing at the untouched tea on the table, Jiang Wang greeted, "Auntie, can you finish your meal? I'll go to the restaurant to book a table later."

"Hey, I'll order it!" Du Yehu said as if he had been pardoned, "I'm familiar with all the restaurants in Fenglin City!"

Aunt Song sat down and waved her hands, "Don't worry, Aunt Song is here to find you."

Looking at Jiang An'an who was secretly observing him, Jiang Wang returned with a gentle smile and said, "Tell me what you want."

Aunt Song touched Jiang An'an's little head: "Will you go out with these two big brothers for a walk? Take a look at the place where your brother lives and practices."

Du Yehu immediately opened his arms to Xiao An'an, his big face wrinkled like an old chrysanthemum, "Come on, Brother Hu will take you to buy delicious food!"

Ling He also said self-consciously: "Don't worry, we and Jiang Wang are dead friends, we must take good care of An An."

Little An'an is very sensible, although timid and timid, she was still timid after Aunt Song spoke - walked a few steps towards Linghe.

No matter how you look at it, Ling He, who has a straight face and a gentle smile, is much more reliable than Du Yehu, who is full of beards and has an exaggerated and terrifying smile.

Ling He took Jiang An'an out with great comfort, but Du Yehu glared at Jiang Wang fiercely before leaving, his eyes clearly said - what does your sister mean?

After several people were dismissed, Jiang Wang restrained his smile, looked at Aunt Song and said, "Is Fengxi Town still calm recently? Is the shop at home okay?"

"It's not a big problem, it's just..." Aunt Song hesitated.

Jiang Wang held his temper, "Just say what you want."

"Since your father left, the business in the shop has been worsening day by day. Seeing that our mother's life is almost difficult..." As she spoke, Aunt Song suddenly took out a handkerchief and wiped away her tears .

The only shop left in the family is engaged in the business of medicinal materials. Although the scale is small, it has been a channel for many years, and it is well-known in the entire Fengxi Town. At that time, the family was in decline, and almost all the property was sold, but this medicine shop was left alone, precisely because of its long life. With this shop in hand, although it can't be said to be rich and powerful, it is absolutely impossible to say that it is difficult to make ends meet.

What kind of talent is it that can manage a long-running medicinal material shop to become worse every day in just a few years?

Jiang Wang is not a fool. Earlier, when his father was still alive, he deliberately told him about some business matters, just to let him go back to live a stable life if he failed in cultivation.

He knew there must be a problem, but Jiang Wang just said, "Is there anything I can do to help, Auntie?"

He thought, if he wanted some gold and silver, he could scrape some together. In any case, after all, Jiang An'an was his only sister. Even if it's just for Jiang Anan's sake, he also hopes that they will live a better life.

"I know Xiao Wang is used to working hard, so he will definitely have a good future. But Auntie..." Aunt Song wiped away her tears, "Auntie is a woman with no skills, so I really can't hold on..."

She looked at Jiang Wang with tears in her eyes: "Can An An be taken by you in the future?"

The last trace of warmth in Jiang Wang's eyes also dissipated.

He never imagined that this woman didn't even want her own daughter anymore.

Jiang Wang nodded slowly, and then said: "It seems that my aunt promised a good family?"

Aunt Song lowered her eyes slightly. Until now, in front of her deceased husband's eldest son, she suddenly felt a little ashamed. From the deepest place in my heart, I slowly drilled out.

"Marriage, funeral, and marriage are all human nature." Jiang Wang never said anything serious, "So does An An know that she will be with me in the future?"

"She doesn't know yet. Auntie Song is thinking, so I'll ask your opinion first. You also know that she has always been timid and afraid of strangers. Even if I take her with me, she won't be able to live well..." Although Aunt Song Explain, but the voice is getting lower and lower.

"I see." Jiang Wang interrupted her, "Did I tell her, or did you tell her?"

"Tell her..." Aunt Song said, "I... have to leave now, the carriage is still waiting for me outside the city."

Jiang Wang was silent for a while, "Alright. Then I won't give it away."

"I will send you a silver tael every month."

"No. I can still support An'an. Auntie, you... take care of yourself."

"Hey. You and An'an are doing well." Aunt Song said and got up.

After walking two steps outside, she stopped suddenly, turned her head and said to Jiang Wang with tears in her eyes, "An An doesn't like winter melon, but eggplant, and sweets...but I can't give her more."

"She often kicks the quilt when she sleeps...she...she is young and ignorant, you should take care of her as a brother."

"Auntie." Jiang Wang didn't want to say anything more, but seeing Auntie Song's attitude, he couldn't help but said: "I don't know if you still remember? My father could have survived for another two years, but he refused to treat him. I leave the family property to you. Let you take good care of my younger sister..."

Aunt Song was speechless, she covered her face and left.

Jiang Wang sat in a daze, and after a long time, he poured himself a cup of tea.

Over the years, he has been seeking Taoism outside, no matter how hard it is, he has never asked his family for a tael of silver. It was because Aunt Song and An An's life was not easy because of the thought of their father being ill in bed. It was because of the thought that her father would rather die early than drag them down. How can he take the money from the family?

Even though he is the most undisputed heir to that fortune.

It was as if the conversation from that year sounded in my ears again:

"Xiao Wang, you have grown up, you can take care of yourself, right?"

"Yes, father."

That immature figure seemed to coincide with this moment, and the time that passed through these years merged together.

"And I can take good care of An'an." Jiang Wang said softly.

...

Ling He and Du Yehu took Jiang Anan around for a while before returning.

"Hey, where's Auntie?" Du Yehu asked without thinking.

Ling He subconsciously wanted to tighten An An's grip, but that little hand had already been pulled out stubbornly.

Jiang Wang looked over, and the little girl who was less than five years old just stood there silently, biting her lips lightly, her big black eyes didn't even blink.

She stood between Ling He and Du Yehu, but she seemed to be isolated in a corner of the vast world.

She didn't cry or make a fuss.

Jiang Wang strode over, squatted down, and embraced the little figure in his arms. It also brought her back from the loneliness in that corner of the world. Bring back the living world.

"An'an, you will live with your brother from now on. My brother will often play with you, just like we did before. I don't know if you remember, how young you were at that time..."

"Yes, yes, brother Hu will often play with you in the future!" Du Yehu also quickly remedied.

Xiao Anan glanced at him, turned back expressionlessly, and then gently buried her little head on Jiang Wang's shoulder.

"Okay." Jiang Wang stood up holding An An, "An An will live with me in the future, it's not convenient to live in a dormitory, I have to find a place to live first. Let's have dinner together later."

"It's time to decide where to live first." Ling He took out two pieces of silver from his pocket, and stuffed them into Jiang Wang's hands without any explanation: "You take this little silver."

After entering the inner sect, Linghe's life is not so tight, the Taoist temple will send out money every month. But these two pieces of broken silver are already his entire possessions.

"Ah, yes." Inspired, Du Yehu immediately began to grope all over his body, but in the end he only got together four knives and put them into Jiang Wang's hands awkwardly, "I've already drank all the regular money this month. "

Immediately afterwards, he vowed again: "Next month, next month I won't drink, and save money to buy new clothes for An An!"

Jiang Wang was not polite, he put the money in his pocket casually, and went out with Jiang An'an in his arms.

They have all gone away, but Du Yehu is still leaning on the door and watching, "Little An'an is too cute! Hey Lao Ling, why do you think I don't have a younger sister?"

"Old Ling?" Du Yehu turned his head, and Ling He was already meditating on his bed.

A sister with a beard all over her face, how scary that must be. Ling He thought to himself.

"Like the third child, he is a cultivator!" Du Yehu muttered, walked to the window, picked up the cup of tea that Jiang Wang had poured before, and drank it down in one gulp.

"Bah, bah, bah!" Du Yehu took a few sips, "Why is this tea so bitter?"

"Forget it!" Ling He said angrily.