Volume 3: The disputes in Mingzhou City are gone, and it is difficult to carve a rotten wood for a hundred years Chapter 248: People can never live alone; they are called social animals
It was drizzling in the early morning of May, not heavy, with raindrops as thin as hair, barely enough to wet people's clothes.
A figure walked to the gate of the remote mountain villa. He was not very big, and looked to be only about eight or nine years old. He was a boy. He was wearing a brown short-sleeved shirt that was obviously too big for him. His thin arms and legs were exposed. His hair was loose, covering his face and the pair of eyes that should have been bright.
The small figure climbed up the stone steps in front of the mountain gate with difficulty and finally stopped in front of the villa.
He looked up at the plaque on the villa, with a hint of self-mockery in his eyes under his messy hair.
I must be crazy for actually coming here. There is no such thing as free food in this world.
In front of the boy, there was a plaque with four characters on it: Wenlai Villa. This was not a very large villa, and its location was quite remote, so few people should have heard of it.
The boy heard the name from the small town at the foot of the mountain. He heard from the people in the town that there was a villa on the mountain called Wenlai Villa, which would take in homeless children and provide free meals to passing refugees.
So the boy came. Of course he didn't want to stay. He was just very hungry and wanted to eat something, even if it was just a steamed bun.
Sure enough, was I just deceived?
Looking at the closed gate of the villa, the boy held his stomach and thought.
"Gurgle."
His stomach growled again. After spending so much energy climbing the mountain, he was obviously even hungrier.
Otherwise, why not give it a try?
The boy swallowed his saliva palely, and looked towards the mountain gate in front of him with vague hope.
At most I would be beaten, and it would be nice if he could throw me a steamed bun after that, even if it was leftovers.
Thinking of this, the boy walked to the door of the villa and reached out to ring the doorknob.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Excuse me, little brother, what are you doing here?"
It was a very gentle voice. Just listening to it made people feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze, which was completely different from the cold rain in the mountains.
Even so, the boy was still startled. He withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted and turned to look at the person behind him.
"Ah, I, I just came to take a look."
He stammered in reply, furtively examining the visitor.
He was a handsome man, wearing a loose grey monk's robe, holding a bright red paper umbrella in his hand, and holding a dark blue iron sword in his arms. His hair was not tied up, but simply draped behind him, black and smooth, like the finest silk. But for some reason, his hair was a little gray. He looked like he was only in his twenties, so how could he have white hair?
The boy didn't understand, but he was still a little dazed for a moment . To be honest, he had never seen anyone so good-looking. Besides, no one except his mother had ever smiled at him so gently.
"Just came to take a look?" Hearing the boy's words, the man in front of him still smiled faintly and asked slowly in a light voice.
"Yeah, yeah." The boy seemed a little embarrassed. He lowered his head and did not dare to raise it.
He knew that these nobles did not like to have any contact with people like him, and even if he just looked at them with his eyes, he might be beaten up.
"Then come in and take a look, so I can prepare some food for you." The man said, then walked up to the boy and pushed open the door of the villa.
"Hmm, hm?" The boy was still responding to the man's words with his head down, but the next moment, he raised his head in surprise.
He thought he had heard it wrong.
But the man just stood there, pushing the gate of the villa, looking at the boy and asking with a smile.
"You're not coming in?"
"But, is it possible?" The boy opened his mouth and asked after a long while.
"Of course." Feeling the boy's timid gaze, the man touched his face in confusion.
Do I look that scary?
Thinking of this, he moved away from the door again and said to the boy with a helpless smile.
"Anyway, come in first, the rain is going to get heavy."
…
The boy was led into the villa by the man. The raindrops hit the red umbrella, making a series of light sounds, but making the surroundings seem a lot quieter.
This villa is not big, with only three or two courtyards and eight or nine rooms. Rather than calling it a manor, it is more like a courtyard. Although the place is small, the decoration of the villa is unique. The plants and flowers in the courtyard and the bamboo curtains and paintings in front of the hall all have a style that is difficult to describe to others.
The boy followed the man, looking around, feeling overwhelmed. He didn't know why, this was not a luxurious courtyard, but there were always places that made people want to pay attention.
For example, the wooden dummies in the yard were used for practicing martial arts, and the paintings hanging on the wall, he had never seen such beautiful paintings, and they made people unable to take their eyes away.
When the two men walked to the front of the courtyard, the man put away the red paper umbrella in his hand, but the boy's eyes were still looking around, and he seemed unable to close them for a while.
It wasn't until a angry girl walked up to the two of them that the boy turned his gaze and looked over.
The girl had a pretty appearance, and seemed to be about twelve or thirteen years old, with a pink face. She was wearing a light brown dress and had two buns on her head.
When she saw the boy, she held her forehead, then put her hands on her hips in dissatisfaction, looked at the man on the other side and said.
"Sir, this is already the third child you've brought home in this period of time. If things continue like this, our family won't be able to raise him even if we have more money! And you don't have much money!"
"Hehe." The man was scolded by the girl, but he did not get angry. Instead, he scratched his hair embarrassedly and said with a wry smile.
"I saw him standing outside the mountain gate in the rain. It would be bad if he caught a cold, so I brought him in first."
Hearing the man's words, the girl puffed her lips in annoyance again.
"With a heart like yours, sooner or later you'll be cheated and count money for others."
"Haha, no, don't we still have you?" The man smiled gently and patted the girl's head, then continued.
"Well, it's already noon. Please help me entertain this little brother. Go and wake up your brothers and sisters. I'll prepare some food for you. It's time for lunch."
When the man patted her on the head, the girl blushed. After a while, she pouted her lips and said.
"Hmph, I'm the only one who can still look after you. Now, go cook. Leave the rest to me."
"Yes, yes." The man responded with a smile and walked away slowly, leaving only the girl and the boy standing in the hall.
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Wenlai Villa was a villa that Li Si bought after returning to Jianghu. The reason why it was named Wenren was because he borrowed the money to buy the villa from Wenren Li, the owner of the Weapon Catalog. The other party only had this one request, so he couldn't refuse it.
At the beginning, Li Si just lived in seclusion in this mountain villa. The reason why he didn't return to Jinshan Temple was because he really didn't want to go back to that place.
But why did he adopt a child? All he could say was that it all happened unconsciously. Since he adopted his first child, he would bring homeless children back to the villa every now and then.
So far, he has adopted eight children. The oldest and the first one he adopted is the girl just now. She has no surname, and her nickname is Qing. She has the temperament of a housekeeper, but Li Si doesn't care. He just lets her take care of things most of the time, which is just right for him to have some free time.
It must be said that the arrival of these children has made life in the villa a lot more lively. On weekdays, he taught them to read and write, practice martial arts, and watching them laugh and play, Li Si felt that his heart seemed to be a little calmer.
But relatively speaking, life has become a little more difficult.
Why……
Looking at the vegetarian noodles in clear soup stirring in the pot, Li Si stood in the kitchen and sighed helplessly.
It seems that it is time to make money again.
