"Moreover, human ghosts can't linger in the mortal world for too long, otherwise wouldn't all those who died unjustly come back for revenge every year? But look at those evildoers, aren't they all still living well?"
"You're right indeed, I misunderstood."
Yang Chuxia paused and continued, "But these children are truly pitiable, each so young, unable to find their families. What will happen to them in the future?"
"We can raise them here at our home, and have them stay with the children," Ye Zi'an suggested. These kids were found outside the city; after the new year, a lot of refugees appeared outside the city, and there were many children without parents along the way.
"That works too." Thinking about the two youngest ones inside, only two years old, without parents and knowing nothing, if Ye Zi'an hadn't brought them back, they might have died of hunger.
