CHAPTER 875: CHAPTER 851: I’LL PROTECT YOU

In the living room, Old Mrs. Hao looked at the grandiose decorations in the house, tears in her eyes. Can she still live in such a house during her lifetime?

She noticed the location when she arrived.

A family that can afford a house here is already considered a family with minor achievements.

If the Hao family were to buy a house here in the past, it would be without question, but the Hao family has long since fallen.

With their capabilities, they have been pushed into that slum.

Being able to move here now already represents a monumental change in their identity and status.

She couldn’t help but sigh, old man, I’ve finally fulfilled your expectations, allowing our children and grandchildren to return to this place, even though it wasn’t my own ability.

But being able to recognize talent is also a skill.

Don’t blame me for selling the Hao family’s quota; the Hao family’s descendants don’t have that kind of talent.

Even if they used this quota to register, the final result might just be direct elimination. Rather than that, it’s better to use this quota to forge a good connection. Look at this girl, she does things very generously.

The house directly fell under her grandson’s name.

The elixir was made by others, the money earned by others, and if they were to say they wouldn’t give them a penny,

could she say anything in return?

But they weren’t stingy at all.

Although exchanging the quota for such treatment doesn’t sound pleasant, the true beneficiaries are the Hao family’s descendants.

As long as those three shops open, they can bring in a monthly income of 500,000.

That’s the beginning of the Hao family’s revival.

From the bottom of her heart, the old lady decided she must repeatedly instruct her several grandsons to work alongside this aunt, and to obey her every word.

Perhaps, following this girl, the Hao family can establish another brilliant enterprise!

The old lady didn’t know why, but she had this feeling.

The few brothers of Hao Zhiqiang looked upstairs at the rooms too, all speechless.

It’s not their fault for lacking insight, as ever since they were born, the Hao family had already declined.

They had moved from a big house in the urban area to a small house in the suburbs.

Since birth, they hadn’t witnessed such prosperity; although the houses in this area couldn’t be considered large mansions of big families, they were already incredibly lavish to them.

A house with 12 rooms, only for they three to live in, and the rooms are spacious and bright.

Every room faces south.

Especially looking out from the floor-to-ceiling windows in the room.

Flowers blooming, warm breeze blowing gently, occasionally the sound of insects chirping, that feeling could not be compared to those small, stifling, sauna-like rooms they had known.

Zhigang, after following this aunt for just a few days, had gone from mud to the sky.

How could they not be envious?

Song Ziyuan glanced at the few people who looked like bumpkins entering the city, displeased, and walked downstairs, her mother’s intention to send her back home clearly revealed.

She was unhappy, very unhappy.

"Mom, I’m not going back!"

Song Ziyuan ran to the kitchen; today, the house was bought in a hurry, with no time to hire someone.

Jiang Xiaoxiao was making dinner in the kitchen; the old lady and the others had moved in, and everyone was hungry.

Although it was already past eight in the evening, they still had to eat.

Luckily, she had asked the agent to fully stock the kitchen, otherwise, no matter how skilled she was, there wouldn’t be anything to cook with.

Simple rice and stir-fried dishes.

White-boiled shrimp, boiled fish, oil-braised eggplant, braised ribs, and three-shred salad, green pepper stir-fried with meat, Tujia-style eggs; it was barely enough to eat.

Her daughter loved spicy dishes, so Jiang Xiaoxiao specially made her favorite spicy chicken for Song Ziyuan.

"How can you not go back, you’re falling behind in school. First thing tomorrow morning I’ll have them send you back; you need to go back and study well. Do you want to anger your mom and dad? Your dad is lying in the hospital, and mom came here for your dad.

If you skip school, would you live up to your father’s expectations and your mother’s love?"

Song Ziyuan was a good child, but Jiang Xiaoxiao couldn’t let her do as she pleased.

"Mom, I can go to school here too; there’s a school here. Let me temporarily attend here for a few weeks. As long as you stay, I’ll stay with you. Anyways, if you don’t leave, I won’t leave either; I can protect you here.

If I’m not here, I wouldn’t trust them, their skills can’t compare to mine; I can fight them dozens to one, if anyone tries anything against you, I’ll make them suffer until they can’t handle it."

Song Ziyuan was determined not to compromise; to her, it was truly felt that her mother is in danger now.

She had already discovered that there are many experts here, with spiritual power only slightly inferior to her own.

If she wasn’t here to protect her mother, it’s uncertain what danger might occur. Her mother is just an ordinary person.

If it weren’t for her spiritual power’s protection, her mother might have already been tracked here by those people from Yixin Hall.

These people are good at taking things by force.

She had already noticed a lot of exploring spiritual powers along the way, but all were shielded by her, like an invisible barrier, leaving them undetected and sparing her mother of many troubles.

But if she’s not here, who will protect Jiang Xiaoxiao?

With her mom being a helpless chick, if anyone were to unleash a spiritual power attack, who knows, her mom might just turn into a mental patient and be sent to the hospital.

Anything valuable in their hands would probably be taken away.

Don’t think she doesn’t know; she’s long aware that mom has a space, and the peaches produced in that space are good things.

She hadn’t skimped on eating.

As a child, she used the peach juice-made pills as sugar pills, eating them from childhood to adulthood; her spiritual power being so strong in recovery entirely depended on these peaches from her mother’s space.

This was a treasure; even she coveted it a little.

If it weren’t mom - a woman with the same appearance as her sister, and so kind-hearted it hurts, she’d perhaps strike out herself.

The people she loved the most at home were her dad and mom, her only family and relatives, a loving family.

She couldn’t bear losing such precious things.

But the people outside, once they know mom possesses such treasures, the chance of her mom surviving is minuscule.

Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled gently.

"Sure, you can take on dozens alone; your small arms and legs are really formidable. You’re still young, and mom can still protect you, wait until you grow up to protect mom instead."

She didn’t take it seriously at all.

The iron spatula in front suddenly floated into the air, dancing, and then seemed to be twisted by some force into a pretzel.

Jiang Xiaoxiao stared at Song Ziyuan, mouth agape.

Song Ziyuan smiled triumphantly.

"What do you think now?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao sighed, it’s over, she always couldn’t help treating Song Ziyuan as a child; this is the Great Demon King.

A Great Demon King that makes even those with supernatural abilities shiver in fear.

This could be disastrous.

Convincing her daughter seemed a daunting task.