Back when the villain boy [Rebirth]

Jiang Zhou heard from Song Qingyun that grandma is the manager here and the one who is responsible for the children's daily necessities.

Since the incident ten years ago, Spring City Salesian Square has been divided into two rooms, and the one in the eastern suburbs only accommodates the orphans involved in that incident.

Grandma smiled and said, "Hey, isn't this Qingyun, it has grown so big in the blink of an eye."

The other three also came to the front, obediently called mother-in-law.

Grandma uncovered the floral blue cloth, and put the fragrant shortbread in the bamboo basket, "Here, I just made it."

She took a few people to sit on the stone table in the courtyard, the ivy on the vine flower stand was still green, and the sunlight leaked through the gaps.

Jiang Zhou took a bite of the shortbread, the milky aroma and sweetness exploded in his mouth, the skin was crispy and thin, the red bean paste filling was sweet but not greasy, and a large salted egg yolk was wrapped in the bean paste, which slid out when he bit into it red oil.

"Well……"

This is too delicious!

She nudged Shang Yi with her elbow, signaling her to eat one quickly, before being snatched away.

Grandma looked at them with a smile and kind eyes, "Don't worry, there are many more."

Song Qingyun held the egg yolk cake, "I remember, the things made by grandma are delicious! It's more delicious than the sleep of an immortal."

Grandma smiled and said: "Vulgar things, how can they be compared there, fortunately you don't despise them."

Jiang Zhou: "Grandma, what are we going to do?"

Grandma smiled: "You go after eating, I will tell Xuegong to let them add your points."

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, not guessing this kind of development.

Song Qingyun promised: "Grandma, don't worry, these are my friends, they are different from those people in the past." Speaking of which, she suddenly remembered that she had abandoned this place just like "those people", and quickly explained the reason: "Then I didn't mean to leave at that time, my father insisted on moving, and I couldn't stop him."

Granny's eyes dimmed, and she said slowly, "I know, but here we don't need help anymore."

She stood up, with a tall and straight figure, "Look, the firewood has been chopped, the clothes have been washed, and everything has been done. Even though the old lady is old, she can still do some work."

Song Qingyun hurriedly said: "But we can help you, carry water and wash clothes, we can do all these things!"

Grandma said: "Qingyun, you are a good boy, have you told your father about your coming here?"

Song Qingyun was speechless.

Grandma sighed quietly.

Jiang Zhou said: "Mother-in-law, the heavens and the earth know about this matter, you know and I know, if you keep it from Uncle Song, you will be fine."

The Salesian Workshop is located in the eastern suburbs. Over the past ten years, most of the neighbors have moved away, and no one will come to "monitor" Song Qingyun.

Grandma shook her head, still not agreeing.

Song Qingyun begged bitterly, his eyes flushed with anxiety, "Let me stay here, I haven't sent the Youth League yet."

Grandma touched her head, "You still remember..."

Song Qingyun nodded again and again, "I always remember!"

But she never came again. On the one hand, her father stopped her, and on the other hand, she remembered the promise she had made when she was a child. She didn't keep the promise, and she was afraid of being blamed.She didn't take the events of the year to heart.

Grandma's expression softened a lot, "You don't understand, there really is no need for people to come here anymore."

She took them into the kitchen, where a Yanjia man was sweeping the floor, and a Yanjia man was moving things, "They do the rough work, and I do the fine work. Those children can also help. We have a lot of things here."

Jiang Zhou looked at Yanjia in surprise, why are there Yanjia people here?

Is it possible that the Yanshu of Little Salesian is 20 years ahead of the Academy?

Grandma saw her doubts, smiled and shook her head, "This is given to us by the academy."

After Jiang Zhou obtained her consent, he and Shang Yi went up to watch the two Yanjia men carefully.These two Yanjias, which can be seen as rigid machines at a glance, are naturally inferior to the legendary Yanren who sing and dance like humans, but it is very rare to be able to imitate humans for labor and production.

After taking a rough look inside the joint gap, Jiang Zhou discovered that there are many delicate parts in it, each of which is interlocking and working together to form this complex Yanjia.And the parts that can be seen seem to be the same as the lessons that Tongjiu asked them to practice.

Grandma said: "They can do many things, and they won't dislike those children. They are already our friends."

Jiang Zhou turned his head and asked, "But can they tell stories? I can talk about it!"

Song Qingyun: "I can do it too!"

Grandma clasped her hands, feeling tangled in her heart.Compared with the cold Yanjia, she knew that those children were more eager to be friends with real people.

But in the past, Wuya students came and went, naked/naked/naked discrimination and disgust, like sharp knives, cutting the fleshy and soft atrium again and again.

She didn't blame those students, nor did she blame the neighbors who moved away one after another.

It's just that if you can't show goodwill, please restrain your malice and don't be so obvious.

Jiang Zhou tried to convince Granny, "Yanjia is a dead thing after all, it can't replace people, let alone a real 'friend', Granny, your egg yolk cakes are so delicious, I'll be here forever, I just hope Just don't drive me away."

Grandma looked at her, a little absent-minded, and smiled slightly after a while, "Forget it, you can take a look first." She shouted a few times outside, and several people emerged from behind the bushes—they had been silently observing the situation before. A few visitors.

"Come here," Grandma beckoned, "Don't be afraid," she turned to Jiang Zhou and the others and said, "Don't be afraid either."

Jiang Zhou was a little puzzled at the beginning, but seeing those people walking slowly from under the shadow of the trees into the sunlight, he suddenly understood.

These people are deformed.Some people had two bare lumps of flesh where they should have had arms, some had four arms on the contrary, some had legs as thick as an elephant, and the youngest child had two heads.

Jiang Zhou understood the panic of the previous people. If they went to the street, they would be called monsters immediately.

And such a "monster", she had seen before, on the northern battlefield.