The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Madam Wan said slowly, "Siyu is a truly virtuous child! Not only can she put herself in Lian Xing's shoes, but more importantly, she is always concerned about the well-being of ordinary people. With such a compassionate heart and a heart for all people, she will surely be able to be kind to the people and be a role model for the world in the future."

Hearing this, Shang Xi, who was standing aside, couldn't help but laugh in her heart. She bit her lips quietly to prevent herself from laughing out loud. This is also an act of giving, but due to the different identities and status of the givers, the meanings interpreted can be so different.

Time passed quietly, and about half an hour later, Shang Xi took Yuhua and Zhong Siyu to get on the carriage. Then, the driver raised the whip and drove the horses towards the direction of Chaizhou City 11. The sound of horse hooves rang in the ears along the way, and the long caravan was carrying heavy goods, causing the wheel tracks to be deeply imprinted on the road.

As the sun sets and the sky grows darker, the team of carriages and horses shows no sign of stopping and continues to gallop forward at a steady speed.

Yuhua was impatient. She looked at the sky and asked Shang Xi, "Are we going to reach the Eleventh City in a little while?"

Shang Xi shook her head and said, "It's still early. We set out in the afternoon. At this rate, we may have to travel at night tonight. But don't worry, we will be able to reach Eleven Cities tomorrow morning."

Yuhua was surprised: "It's still so far! Looking at the way they are rushing, I thought we were going to reach our destination soon!"

Shang Xi explained: "There is a rugged mountain road between Fengying and Chaizhou that is particularly difficult to walk on. And we are carrying a lot of food this time, so we can't speed up. If we want to get to Shiyicheng earlier, we can only reduce the rest time on the road as much as possible. If you feel hungry, you can eat something in the car, anyway, we have brought a lot of food and water."

Yuhua looked at the bags she brought with her and sighed helplessly, "I did bring a lot of food and drinks, but I brought these for Cheng Youning. I'm unfamiliar with that place, and I don't know if there's a place to eat. I really don't know what Cheng Youning ate to fill his stomach these past two days."

Shang Xi said: "After the war, I don't know how long it will take for a city to recuperate. I heard from the messenger that almost all the shops in the eleven cities are closed. It must be very desolate. It must be difficult to find a place to eat."

When Yuhua heard this, she immediately regretted it. She said, "If I had known earlier, I would have brought some more food and drinks. This would have made Cheng Youning suffer!"

Cheng Youning, who was far away in the Eleventh City Posthouse, was lying on the bed bored, with his hands wrapped like dumplings, unable to do anything. At this moment, he suddenly sneezed twice. Qiao Rong, who was accompanying him by the bed, quickly reached out to touch Cheng Youning's forehead, then touched his own forehead, and then breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's not hot."

Cheng Youning pouted and said angrily, "It's okay to have a fever. The more severe the better. It would be best if I am unconscious for five to seven days. When I wake up, my hands and buttocks will be healed."

Qiao Rong frowned and said, "Pooh, pooh, young master, don't say such unlucky words!"

At this time, Cheng Feng, who had been giving out porridge outside all day, was worried that Cheng Youning had returned. He walked to the bedside and asked the stubborn little figure on the bed, "Who is going to faint from the fever?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Youning pouted even higher, then turned his head to one side, leaving only the back of his head.

At this time, Qiao Rong found that it was Cheng Feng who came back, and hurriedly stood up and made room for the head of the bed, "Master, you are back!"

Cheng Feng nodded and asked Qiao Rong: "Cheng Youning has a fever?"

"Master, the young master doesn't have a fever now, but it's hard to say at night." It's strange to say, Cheng Youning always has a fever whenever he is beaten.

Cheng Feng said: "It's okay, I'll keep an eye on you at night. Have you two eaten?"

Qiao Rong pointed to a table in the room and said, "Master, the young master and I have already eaten. That old lady Liu brought her granddaughter, and Master Zhai brought his daughter. They all came here to visit the young master, and they also brought some small gifts and some food and drinks."

Cheng Feng's eyes fell on the table. The round table was already full of things, and there was a pile of things in a corner on the ground. Cheng Feng shook his head helplessly, and then said to Qiao Rong: "You are also tired all day, go and have a rest."

"Who will take care of the young master?"

"I'll take care of him." Cheng Feng sat on the bed and reached out to touch Cheng Youning's head. Fortunately, it was not hot.

Cheng Youning said stubbornly: "Qiao Rong, don't leave, stay here with me."

Qiao Rong was in a dilemma and stammered, "Young master, I'm going to the next door. Um...call me if you have anything." Then Qiao Rong knew the situation and ran away.

Cheng Fengyang lay on the bed and put Cheng Youning on top of him. Cheng Youning was upset and kept kicking his legs and struggling.

Seeing this, Cheng Feng slapped Cheng Youning on the butt with his big hand. Cheng Youning not only did not calm down, but burst into tears "Ahhh" with great force, a little bit earth-shattering. However, Cheng Feng hadn't heard his son's cry like thunder for two years. At first he thought it was quite nice to hear, but if he heard it a few more times, it would be too deafening for his ears.

He touched Cheng Youning's small back and said, "Did your father's beating hurt you?"

Cheng Youning ignored him and kept crying as if to vent her emotions, looking a little aggrieved.

Cheng Feng comforted him, "Don't cry. If you cry like this, everyone in the post station will hear you. Sui Dan lives next door to you. If you keep crying, he will come to watch the fun."

When Cheng Youning heard this, she stopped crying immediately and even hiccuped! Before she could wipe away the tears hanging from her flickering eyelashes, Cheng Youning listened to the sounds next door with her ears perked up with a vigilant look on her face.

Cheng Feng wiped his tears and said, "Did it hurt you today?"

Cheng Youning didn't say anything, but just buried his head in Cheng Feng's chest with grievance.

Cheng Feng knew that Cheng Youning was beaten badly today, and he felt distressed, but with so many people watching, he couldn't protect Cheng Youning. If he didn't handle the matter properly, it wouldn't matter if it ruined the reputation of his Wan family, but it would be a big deal to discredit his uncle.

He patiently said to Cheng Youning: "I have told you many times that you cannot steal. After this incident, you will not do it again."

Cheng Youning nodded slightly: "I know I was wrong, I understand the reason, and I will not bring shame to my father in the future."