Chapter 17 Hold an umbrella for them
"Grandma, I'm here to see you."

The boy's clear voice resounded throughout the courtyard.
Soon, more lively sounds were heard in the courtyard.

"Grandma, it's Brother Hao." A naughty child poked his head out from the wall of the courtyard.
Seeing that there were two people following Wang Hao, the child turned around and shouted into the yard, "Grandma, Brother Hao brought two more people with him."

Soon, the wooden door of the courtyard made a creaking sound.

The silver-haired old woman leaned out from inside.
"Little Wang Hao is back. Come in quickly. Come in quickly." The old woman looked behind Wang Hao again, "Who are these two?"

The attire of Keqing and Xingqiu shows that they are either rich or noble.

Wang Hao smiled and said, "They are all my classmates in the academy. They came to play with me during this holiday."

"Oh, it's Xiao Wanghao's classmate. Come in quickly. I'm cooking breakfast. Let's eat together."

The old woman hurriedly entertained him.

Before Xingqiu could react, Keqing had already stepped forward and held the old woman's hand.
"Wang Hao always says that grandma's cooking is delicious. I've wanted to try it for a long time."

Xingqiu glared at him, "Damn it! When did Wang Hao say that? Why didn’t I know about it? Are we still best friends?"
After glancing at the fool Xingqiu, Wang Hao looked at Keqing. The comment was right, the more beautiful the girl, the more likely she is to lie.

However, Wang Hao couldn't stand up and say that he had never said that. He could only smile and say to the director's grandmother: "Yes, let them all have a taste."

A hint of smile appeared in the director's cloudy eyes, and then she patted Keqing's little hand: "Okay, okay, come in quickly."

Then he led the three people into the house.

After entering the door,
A bunch of little radish heads gathered around.
"Brother Hao, Brother Hao~"

The director's grandmother was once a lady from a wealthy family. She loved cleanliness.

So these little radishes are also very clean,

He doesn't look like an orphan, but rather like a child from a well-off family.

Wang Hao picked up a little guy and rubbed his cheek: "Have you been well behaved recently?"

"That's very good!" the little kids answered in unison.

Wang Hao smiled: "That's good. You must be obedient and don't cause trouble for grandma, understand?"

"I know." It was still a unanimous answer.

Putting the little guy in his arms back on the ground, Wang Hao waved his hand like magic under the gaze of the little kids, and a bag of snacks appeared in his hand. He then looked at the older children and said, "Take it and share it with everyone."

A group of little radish heads surrounded the slightly bigger ones and walked away laughing.

[So, Xiao Wanghao ate three million's worth of offal and cold steamed buns himself, but bought nearly two hundred million's worth of snacks for these kids? ]

[When I saw little Wang Hao before, I thought he was a child who understood people's hearts, but now I think he is very kind. ]

[For the orphanage, it is better to buy some rice and flour instead of snacks. ]

[I don’t understand. I don’t understand.]

The comments were full of doubts. They were not questioning Wang Hao's behavior, but they didn't understand why he was willing to buy snacks for the children while working so hard for himself.

Even if snacks were replaced with rice and flour, they would not be confused. After all, compared to snacks, staple food is obviously more suitable for an orphanage.

Wang Hao smiled and saw that Keqing and Xingqiu were distracted by the children and didn't pay attention to him, so he explained to the comments:
"Although Sister Ningguang promised to provide these children with an educational environment and send them to school, it is impossible for her to take care of their lives.

Children are the most sensitive. If children in the city have eaten or tried something that they have not eaten or tried, or even heard of, they will inevitably have a sense of inferiority, which will affect their growth.

So, I want them to have tasted it first, and try it out, so that when they go to school, they can have something in common with their peers.”

This was a loss that Wang Hao himself had suffered.

After his parents disappeared, he was adopted by the director's grandmother.

Although the dean never treated him badly, his financial conditions were still much worse than those of other students.

Because he didn't know what other people were talking about, playing, and eating, he had almost no friends after entering Tongwen Academy.

It is difficult for children who have no common topics to become friends.

Wang Hao has experienced how terrible it is for a child to endure loneliness, so he doesn't want the children here to experience it again.

Some people, after being caught in the rain, will think of taking down other people's umbrellas.

But Wang Hao chose to hold an umbrella for these children.

Of course, the above view is not entirely correct. Perhaps some children are tenacious and can still grow up healthily in such an environment, but Wang Hao does not want to bet on this probability.

After listening to Wang Hao's story,
The comments were very touching, but some people were also confused.

[Did Xiao Wanghao plan to do this from the beginning? 】

[Not likely. At the rate he was making money, how could he possibly send his children to school?]

【…】

Wang Hao shook his head slightly. “I know myself well. If it was before I met Sister Ningguang, I would at most get them some books to read so that they could recognize a few words. But now that I have Sister Ningguang as a channel, I have to prepare for their future after they go to school.”

After a pause, a smile appeared in his eyes: "If I can't give these children a better start even if there are noble people to support me, then what am I doing?"

At the end of the speech, Wang Hao seemed to have a sense of responsibility and heroism.

Maybe his expression was a little excited, which attracted Keqing's attention.

"What are you talking about?"

Keqing walked over.

The heroic spirit on Wang Hao's body disappeared in an instant: "It's nothing. How about it? Now you can understand the cause of Xingqiu and I, right?" Xingqiu also came over, his little red face full of excitement.

After getting to know the children in the orphanage, he felt more and more that his and Wang Hao's actions were chivalrous.

Rob the rich of the dandy classmates, help the poor in the orphanage,

It fits perfectly with Xingqiu's fantasy of chivalry.

There was a glimmer in Keqing's eyes.
To be honest, she has approved of their behavior.
But the girl's pride made her unwilling to show weakness. Finally, Keqing tilted her head and avoided Wang Hao's sight: "Humph, at worst I can give out the ones I won."

Seeing this, Wang Hao smiled and gave Xingqiu a look: I told you I would let her get Mora back.

Xingqiu quietly gave Wang Hao a thumbs up.

However, although he got back the Mora that Keqing won, Wang Hao did not feel much proud.

Because it was simple, he knew from the barrage that Keqing was a good person.

And the good guys…are the easiest to deal with.

Especially a good person like Keqing, who is young and a little bit arrogant, can be won over with just a little provocation.

This is essentially taking advantage of Keqing's kindness, and there is nothing to be proud of.

On the contrary, Wang Hao was still thinking that he might have to compensate Keqing in the future.

Played with the kids for a while.
Wang Hao pulled the two of them towards the inner courtyard: "Okay, grandma has probably prepared breakfast, let's go eat."

In the small kitchen, the silver-haired old woman took fist-sized steamed buns from the steamer.

I saw Wang Hao coming with his men.

She quickly greeted him, "Come, let's eat."

Wang Hao walked forward with a smile and took the basin from the director's grandmother.

There is nothing particular about small places.

I picked one up at random, put it in my mouth, and sizzled it because it was so hot.

"Come on, don't be polite, take more." Wang Hao held a steamed bun in his mouth, supported the basin with one hand, and kept stuffing steamed buns into the arms of his two friends with the other hand.

It's just that his speech was a little slurred, after all, he was holding a steamed bun in his mouth.

The director's grandmother looked at him with a smile and said, "Don't choke. There's porridge over here."

Big steamed buns with porridge,
It is the most affordable breakfast in the orphanage.

Although if you eat too much, the taste will inevitably be bland.

But it really hits my stomach.

Seeing Wang Hao eating with such relish,

Xingqiu hesitated for a moment, then started taking big bites.

To Xingqiu's surprise, even though there was no side dish, the big steamed bun was not bad.

On the contrary, the aroma of flour whetted his appetite.

Keqing is much more elegant. She tears off the steamed bun skin in small pieces and puts them into her mouth, feeling the slight sweetness of the starch.

The director’s grandmother smiled, then took the remaining steamed buns and went out.

There are still a bunch of little radishes outside that haven’t been eaten.

After eating a steamed bun,
Wang Hao was also feeling full, and looked at his two classmates: "How are you, are you full?"

Xingqiu said quickly, “That’s enough.”

Keqing also nodded.

They could naturally see that the orphanage did not have abundant supplies.

"Okay, do you guys want to help me with some work, or go back to Liyue Harbor first?" Wang Hao raised his eyebrows.

Xingqiu was stunned: "Ah, I still have to work?"

"Oh, otherwise the firewood will be chopped and burned for you?"

"Don't just stand there, Keqing, help with the cleaning. Xingqiu, you're a boy, come and help me chop wood."

Before the two of them could react, Wang Hao had already assigned the task.

Xingqiu and Keqing looked at each other.
I just ate someone else's food, and I feel embarrassed to refuse.
So, the two guys, who were either rich or noble, started doing manual labor.

　Regarding the description of orphans in both books,
　　In the previous book, Wang Daoyi personally set up an orphanage to provide education. For this book, I built an orphanage.

　　In fact, these are derived from a small branch in the game, a branch in which a Qianyan Army soldier and his daughter in Qingce Village exchange gifts.

　　When I was doing the mission, I was thinking, how could a daughter of the Qianyan Army become a left-behind child?

　　So, what about the children of the Thousand Rocks soldiers who died in battle, the adventurers who died, and the ordinary Liyue people who died in accidents? I'm afraid they can't even be left-behind children.

　　I thought a lot at that time.
　　Therefore, it left a deep impression on me, and as a result, both books included descriptions of lonely units such as orphanages.

　　I guess this is how I give a home to the orphans that exist in my imagination in the book.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)