Black Swordsman
# Foster Children
Internal confusion between sect elders to become a gossip in a donkey. They are worried if the second child is a substitute. Because from childhood it looks arrogant and rude. Even at the end of this time his bodyguards were often seen provoking trouble and blackmailing the citizens.
Fun to steal listen, without realizing the weapon came. Seen from the store, six pensive little children were on the side of the road in shabby clothes.
"sorry uncle, who are they" asked chuan to a nearby visitor.
"that kid yep"
"yes" replied chuan
"you're new here"
"yes uncle, I drove grandma to look for a healer in the city"
"where's your grandma"
"into the white jade inn, elder zhao helped us" "ooo" he said, explaining.
They were from the village on the border, his parents died of robbery. Elder zhao brought them. There were twenty children.
Two houses from here there's a small alley. Entering the alley will meet the old house, that's where they live. An old woman took care of him.
The residents also helped. Their daily lives are quite alarming. But the people can't do much either.
The atmosphere of the tavern was silent for a moment as he finished explaining. After paying chuan out of the tavern and approached the boy.
"sister can give us a little coin" said one of the youngest girls.
"coins like this are what they want" chuan said as he handed over ten bronze coins.
"thank you brother" he said with tears in his eyes. "we can have dinner tonight" he cried again to others.
The six children then stood up and bowed their bodies towards Chuan.
"thank you" said the eight-year-old boy.
"where are you staying" asked chuan.
"here, not far from here" he answered.
"may I come" continued chuan.
"but our house is ugly" said the girl.
"nothing" said chuan.
"ayo" asked.
"excuse me auntie" said chuan when he saw a middle-aged woman in front of the boy's house. "who he is, ming" asked the boy's aunt who turned out to be named ming.
"he gave ninie the coin" he replied.
"my name is aunt Chufei" she said, introducing herself "my name is chuan" chuan said.
"let's go in, but sorry our place is shabby" he said to invite chuan to enter the house.
Without the furniture available. They sit on the ground as is. One by one the children who were accommodated by Chufei came out.
"salam sak" "hii cheeks black" "but still handsome you know" various babbling children when looking at chuan
"hus don't be noisy" said ming to calm his friend.
"this is the kid who lives here" aunt Fei said.
"how their daily lives bi" said chuan while looking at one by one aunt fei's foster children.
Although it looks shabby and a little skinny. The freshness remained etched on their faces.
"sometimes some residents give us help" aunt Fei said.
Often he also felt sad when he saw his foster children moody. Saturation and envy with children who are joking with their parents.
The explanation Chufei gave made chuan moved. Never mind to buy clothes, just make them eat often.
"what bronze coins can help you" asked chuan. "despite the bronze coins, we are greatly helped to connect life" he said.
"it's a bit of bronze coin, please use it as well as you can" chuan said as he pulled out a stack of bronze coins from his storage ring.
All the bronze coins he had were handed over to the chufei. Even though it was only the equivalent of two gold coins, it still shocked them.
"chuaannn, this,,," aunty fei cried out.
"use it for them" said Chuan greeted with sobs of happiness by them.
Without fear some six-year-old girls embraced chuan. A thank you was heard on his sobs.
"use as carefully as possible, hopefully there is a time when I can help you again" said Chuan.
"thank you" aunt fei said still sobbing.
"if my grandmother wanted to stay here, it might help aunt Fei keep an eye on them" Chuan said
"i'm glad I have a friend for it" replied aunt Fei.