Raising Orphans, Not Assassins

Vol. 1 - Chapter 41 - Chen Daming

Walking out of the courtyard, the sun shone on his body, and he felt hot and stuffy. Chen Da Ming's little hands tightly grasped the opening of the sack and looked at the street.

There was no one.

He laughed twice, put his shoulders to carry the sack and walked to the street.

Da Ming knew that he was stupid. He couldn't figure out many things. But it seemed that since last month, things that he couldn't figure out before seemed to be easily understood.

Every day he sat in the library, reading the "Water Margin Comic Book", and he understood the stories in it.

He learned a lot of things, such as: if you encounter bad people doing bad things, you must stop them; if bad people die, you must put them in a sack and find a place to bury them; some inns are black shops, so be careful; if someone dies, people will be arrested by the government...

Da Ming knew that his father was using books to teach him some principles of life.

He liked those principles and liked the fighting villains in the book. The days he lived in the orphanage were his happiest times.

If the bad guy died at home, the government would take his father away, just like Lin Chong and Yang Zhi, they would be locked up, and his father would be angry.

Da Ming didn't want his father to be arrested, and he didn't want his father to be angry.

Chen Da Ming walked down the street with his head down, carrying a sack on his shoulder.

Although he was only ten years old, his physique was much better than his peers, and his height was close to 1.6 meters. Perhaps in a few years, he would be taller and stronger than an adult.

But now, Daming was wondering where he should bury the sack. A slightly warm breeze blew by, carrying a faint scent of osmanthus.

Da Ming slowly raised his head, and at the end of the long street, there was a woman in a black dress.

He raised his head and smiled at the woman innocently, and continued to walk forward with the sack on his shoulder.

Qin Yi stopped and a very faint smell of blood wafted over. She looked at the sack on Chen Da Ming's shoulder.

Da Ming seemed to have noticed Qin Yi's gaze, and he raised his head and smiled innocently, his expression normal. He still looked silly, as if Da Ming was carrying the sack just to work.

Seeing Da Ming's silly smile, Qin Yi felt a chill in her heart for no reason. Even though the sun was shining brightly overhead, it was still a bit stuffy.

This could not dispel the chill in Qin Yi's heart.

This child was carrying...

a corpse.

He was actually smiling at her with a normal expression.

Even Qin Yi, who had a lot of blood on her hands, felt a chill in her heart at this moment.

Subconsciously, a thought popped up in her mind.

After this month, the weather should gradually get cooler.

He returned to the orphanage and saw Da Ming with his upper body naked, supporting the ground with one hand, practicing one-arm handstand push-ups up and down.

Sweat beads slid down Da Ming's face and wet the ground under him.

"Da Ming, didn't Dad tell you? Wait until it's cooler before you practice. There's no need to rush for exercise. When you're stronger, I'll find someone to put some stone locks on you." Chen Ye walked over, and Da Ming turned over and landed steadily.

He smiled innocently, "Dad."

Chen Ye couldn't help but laugh, and took out a bag of peanuts from his arms: "Here, little brat."

Da Ming's eyes lit up, he took the peanuts, opened the oil paper bag, and stuffed them into his mouth happily.

Chen Ye patted Da Ming on the shoulder and walked into the room.

He saw Xiao Lian sitting on the bed, with needle and thread beside her, she stared out the window, a little absent-minded.

"Are you worried about something?" Chen Ye asked casually.

Xiao Lian came back to her senses, lowered her eyes, and whispered: "Nothing."

At a glance, Chen Ye knew that Xiao Lian was lying. Xiao Lian was not good at lying. Every time she lied, she would subconsciously lower her head and dare not look at Chen Ye.

"If you have something on your mind, tell me and see if the dean can help you solve it. Do you want to buy a new dress or some jewelry? The Director has nothing else now, but he still has some money in his pocket." Chen Ye sat casually on the chair with a gentle smile.

Xu Xiaolin of Wanjin Hall gave him 200 taels of gold notes, which he exchanged for silver notes. There is no need to worry about the living expenses of the orphanage.

Chen Ye's voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, which made Xiao Lian's eyes slightly red and she felt guilty.

Today, the assassin from Fengyu Tower came to the door and almost implicated the orphanage.

This made Xiao Lian very uneasy.

She has lived with Chen Ye and Da Ming for two months. Chen Ye is very good to her, and she doesn't want to implicate Chen Ye.

After a long time, she opened her mouth and hesitated: "Director, I... I..."

"Wow..."

Just when Xiao Lian mustered up the courage to say that, Xiaofu on the side suddenly burst into tears.

Chen Ye hurriedly stood up, walked over to pick up Xiaofu, and coaxed: "Little ancestor, why are you crying again?"

Seeing Chen Ye patiently coaxing Xiaofu, the courage that Xiaolian had just mustered up disappeared in an instant.

She pursed her lips and said nothing.