Grandma laughed and said: "Silly boy, if you say any kind words, we are all downgraded people in the world, and I am helping myself by helping you."
Grandma tightened the small seams of the tent, sewed them with needles and threads, then wiped away the water in the ground, and told Mu'er: "Your sister is still in confinement, don't let her catch a cold, don't let her blow the wind, let alone
She's tired, so try to give her good food so that she won't get the disease."
Mu'er carefully remembered them one by one.
During Murong Rong's confinement period, her grandmother and the kind-hearted people wandering nearby took good care of her, and brought all the delicious food they got to Murong Rong.
A few months have passed, and the child has grown cuter and cuter, very lovable.
Murong Rong named the child Murong Yuan.
That night, after Murong Rong fed the child milk, the child fell asleep contentedly.
Putting the child on the simple crib and covering it with a quilt, Mu'er ran in with a big bag from outside, her little face was very excited, "Sister, I bought delicious food for you and Yuan'er."
Mu'er opened the bag and found a hot roast chicken, two cans of milk powder, and some baby clothes.
Murong Rong was surprised: "Mu'er, where did you get the money to buy so many things?"
Mu'er glanced at Murong Rong quietly and said, "The money I picked up."
Murong Rong asked: "Where did you pick it?"
"I picked it up on the road..." Mu'er said hesitantly.
Murong Rong pulled Mu'er over and searched his pockets, finding a bulging wallet with almost ten thousand in cash, some foreign currencies, and several gold cards and credit cards.
"Where did you get this?"
"I picked it." Muer insisted that he picked it.
Murong Rong didn't believe it, "Did you steal it? Didn't I tell you that no matter how poor you are, you can't steal or rob? When my sister gets better, she will find a job. My sister will support you and Yuan'er and make money to support you."
You study."
Mu'er muttered aggrievedly: "I picked them, I didn't steal or rob..."
"Where did you pick it from?"
"I went to the river to pick up bottles, and saw a man lying there, bleeding a lot, and seemed to be dead, so I took his wallet..."
Murong Rong followed Mu'er towards the river. By the river, she didn't find the person Mu'er mentioned, but she saw a pool of blood.