Most importantly, she couldn't remember any relationship between them and the old man.
Zhao Jingting hesitated for a moment and said softly, "She wants us to adopt her grandson."
Su Qiao was very surprised: "Adopt?"
Why would this old man come to them when they are not related at all
Did something happen when she didn't know
The host, Zhao Jingting and Uncle Ya, came back after killing a wild boar. The old woman probably thought that she would not starve to death or be bullied if she followed them, so she came to them.
"Miss Xiao Qiao, I know you are kind-hearted. I, an old woman, kneel down and beg you. Please adopt my grandson!"
The old woman held on to the hay with great effort, struggling to get up and kneel down to Su Qiao.
Su Qiao quickly stopped her.
The old woman wiped her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks, and choked up as she said, "I know that we don't know what will happen tomorrow, so we have to live one day at a time. It's difficult for you, but I, an old woman, really have no other choice."
"Qingyang's parents died while fleeing famine, and his sister starved to death, leaving only an old woman like me to depend on him."
"I thought I would grit my teeth and hold on until he grows up, but my body is too weak to hold on. I can't hold on any longer."
"I really don't want to leave him alone in this world, but he is still so young, I really can't bear to take him with me."
The old woman's cloudy, red eyes revealed her reluctance to live and her reluctance to leave her grandson, and she almost burst into tears.
Su Qiao frowned slightly: "But you should also understand our situation. Don't you think it would be more reliable to entrust him to someone else?"
It’s not that Su Qiao is cruel, but given Zhao Jingting’s current situation, Uncle Ya can’t keep an eye on him alone. If she doesn’t keep a close eye on him, who knows what kind of trouble this guy might get into.
What's more, his identity is sensitive, and once it is discovered, it will inevitably cause an uproar.
By that time, she might not have the time or energy to take care of another child.
The old woman's eyes became dim, the light in them gradually disappeared, and she began to shed tears silently.
"Others won't take him in. In fact, I've already approached several people before I approached you. Unfortunately, they all rejected me without hesitation."
"Miss Xiao Qiao, I know my request is too much and it makes things difficult for you, but I really have no other choice. I can't bear to take him away. I..."
The old man looked very bad, his hair was dry and white, his cheeks were shriveled and his face was dark. It seemed that he had been suffering for a long time and was at the end of his life. He even spoke with a weak voice.
Su Qiao turned around and glanced at Zhao Jingting and Uncle Ya.
The two of them didn't say anything, they just looked at her, as if waiting for her to make a decision.
I don’t know when it started, but Su Qiao has become the decision-maker among the three.
After hesitating for a moment, Su Qiao finally softened his heart.
"Let me think about it."
The old woman's eyes, which had just been a little distracted, immediately gathered together, and she became a little more energetic than before, looking at Su Qiao expectantly:
"Miss Xiao Qiao, although Qingyang is only seven years old, he is actually very sensible and capable. He will definitely not cause you too much trouble."
"Besides, he eats very little. You just need to give him a bite or two of food so that he doesn't starve to death. If he doesn't obey, you can beat him or scold him. He has thick skin and flesh, so a few beatings won't be a problem."