The villain of quick wear

Chapter 581

Hundreds of people formed a group, staring straight at Li Gui, the village head in the center of the crowd.

Li Gui, the village head, gripped the cigarette stick tightly and said loudly, "Er Gouzi, our family just...."

"Village head, old lady, I want to adopt Er Gouzi."

Jin Ran managed to squeeze out of the crowd and interrupted Li Gui, the village chief.

Li Gui, the village head, saw that it was the elderly Jin Ran, "Auntie, why are you here?"

Jin Ran didn't accept the memory of the original owner, and followed the words of the village head Li Gui, "You guys are making a lot of noise, you woke up me, an old woman, and I came out and listened to it, and I understand what you are arguing about."

Jin Ran walked over step by step, her gaze fell on the sobbing child.

The child's sense of existence is very low, thin and small, like bean sprouts.

The first time Jin Ran saw the child, his heart was both sour and sweet, and he immediately understood that the child might be related to the original owner.

Jin Ran searched around the dilapidated house, but there was only one trace of life outside the house.

The original owner should be an old woman who lives alone, adopting a child can relieve boredom no matter what.

The moment Jin Ran spoke about adopting a child, the joy came from his heart, and his body felt much more relaxed.

"It seems that my mission here is to bring up that child."

Jin Ran thought to herself that she made up her mind to adopt a child.

An old man in his 60s wanted to adopt Er Gouzi, and the adult in his prime bowed his head in shame.

The village chief Li Gui got up and asked worriedly, "Auntie, you are old and have no income, how can you afford Er Gouzi? Auntie, don't worry about Er Gouzi, I will take care of him."

Jin Ran grabbed the arm of the village chief Li Gui, "You have worked hard, for our Xinghua Village, you have worked hard. You are the village chief, but you can't leave all the dirty and tired things to you."

After being tired and suffering for so many years, Jinran was the only one who said "Thank you for your hard work" to the village head Li Gui.

Years of hard work were finally not in vain, the village head Li Gui's eyes turned red.

Jin Ran likes simple people, so he patted Li Gui's arm, "I am your aunt and a member of Xinghua Village, and I should also take care of Er Gouzi. Don't worry, although I am old, I can live again In a few years, I also saved a little money, and I was able to raise two dogs."

The village head Li Gui persuaded Jinran a few more words, and Jinran decided not to change, so he agreed to Jinran.

The villagers of Xinghua Village admire Jinran, and send some rice and vegetables to Jinran's house after returning home.

At this time, Jin Ran took the little hand of the child and walked through the house step by step.

The child followed Jin Ran step by step, looking at Jin Ran with his thin, withered face.

Jin Ran lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

The child whispered, "Grandma Zhao, thank you."

Children are young, but they are also sensible.

Others in the village were unwilling to adopt him, so Grandma Zhao adopted him.

Jin Ran rubbed the child's head, "What a good boy."

Back in the dilapidated house, Jin Ran went to the kitchen first.

The porridge is still hot in the pot in the kitchen, there is not much rice, [-]% is water.

Jin Ran fished it out, put all the rice into a bowl, and served it to the child.

The child sat on the small stool in a well-behaved manner, staring at the kitchen.

Seeing Jinran coming out, the child hurried over and accidentally fell down.

Jin Ran quickly walked into the lobby, put the bowl on the table, gently helped the child up, "Does it hurt from the fall?"

"It doesn't hurt." The child replied crisply, and clapped his hands, only to find that the palm of his hand was broken.

The child couldn't bear the pain, and the child's eyes turned red immediately, with tears rolling in their sockets.

Jin Ran grabbed the child's hand and blew gently, "The pain flies away, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

The child smiled through tears, "Thank you, Grandma Zhao."

Jin Ran washed his hands with the child, and pushed the bowl in front of the child.

The child greedily stared at the porridge in the bowl, swallowed a few saliva, and pushed the bowl towards Jinran, "Grandma Zhao, you eat."

(End of this chapter)