The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Chen Qingsheng has not recovered from the abuse he suffered at the hands of the Yatuo people and has become extremely thin. He came to Fengqi. His two brothers had been out for many times, but this was his first time out.

He stared out the window eagerly. He hadn't seen such a bustling street for a long time. The people on the street were different from those in Dalang. The streets of Dalang had long been dilapidated and there were very few people doing business. There were only two groups of people who dared to walk on the street: one was the government officials, and the other was the Yatuo people. And these ordinary people had turned from human beings into zombies. They fled and dodged everywhere, fearing that they would meet the government officials and the Yatuo people and lose their lives. They lived in fear every day. He was going to feast his eyes on such a bustling street today. He laughed and said to Cheng Feng, "Brother Fengzi, this imperial city is really lively. It's even more prosperous than the old Bianjing."

Cheng Feng had not lived in Bianjing for long, so he did not have deep feelings for it. In his eyes, Bianjing's decline today was just a flash in the pan. But it was different for Fengying City. He had watched Fengying grow from poverty and ruin to prosperity. His feelings for this place far exceeded those for Bianjing and Dalang.

He looked at Chen Qingsheng, who had a melancholy smile, and was very worried. "Xiao San'er, when you have nothing to do, go for a walk on the street. Don't stay at home all day."

Chen Qingsheng smiled and stopped talking.

In my memory, Chen's mistress was a lively, active, talkative and fun-loving person. But now, he has been brutally tortured by the Yatuo people and he doesn't even dare to go out on the street to see people. What kind of punishment has caused such a drastic change in his temperament?

Cheng Feng thought about it and said, "I'll take you to dinner, and then we'll go to Liulichang."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Youning quickly expressed his opinion: "Dad, let's go to Waguan Lane."

"What should we eat at Clay Pot Lane?"

Cheng Youning said, "Let's eat mutton stewed noodles. The mutton stewed noodles I had in Wentian two days ago were far inferior. I want to eat a bowl of the most authentic mutton stewed noodles in Fengqi."

Cheng Feng secretly gritted his teeth. He knew Fengqi was better, so why would he run to Dalang? He swallowed the words of criticism on the tip of his tongue. Watching Chen Qingsheng, who looked dazed and melancholy, Cheng Feng didn't care to criticize Cheng Youning. He asked Chen Qingsheng for his opinion: "Xiao San'er, do you want to eat mutton stewed noodles?"

"Okay, I haven't had mutton stewed noodles for a long time."

After turning several corners, their carriage finally stopped at Waguan Lane.

Looking at the bustling streets and the endless stream of cars and horses, Chen Qingsheng didn't know where to go. His eyes were not enough to see enough. He looked around, stopping every three steps and pausing every two steps. Cheng Feng also walked and stopped with him. Only Cheng Youning walked in front.

"Brother Fengzi, this is the most prosperous street in the imperial city, right?"

"Hahaha, there are fourteen main streets in the imperial city, and there are countless small streets and alleys like Waguan Alley."

Chen Qingsheng finally stopped at a place selling wooden basins. He whispered, "Brother Fengzi, I can make this wooden basin too."

Cheng Feng put his arm around his shoulders and consoled him, "You're a carpenter, and you do delicate work. You haven't made this wooden basin for a long time."

Chen Qingsheng shook his head, looking a little sad. "I'm a useless person now. My elder and second brothers don't even take me with them when they go out to look after the work."

Cheng Feng patted his shoulder and comforted him, "Why are you in such a hurry to work? How can your body not heal forever? Besides, Brother Chen and Qingguang are going out to take a look. If there is really work, they will definitely take you with them."

Chen Qingsheng choked up and said, "I can't even walk properly, what else can I do?"

Cheng Feng patted his shoulder and continued to comfort him, "Don't be discouraged, I'll ask the doctor to change your prescription tomorrow. San'er, your illness has been delayed for too long, you need to take your time to recover, don't be impatient, come on, what's so good about this wooden basin, let's go eat."

After some consolation and persuasion, Cheng Feng finally got them to the dining area. Cheng Youning had already entered the room and said, "Boss, give us three bowls of mutton stewed noodles."

"Okay, three bowls of mutton noodles will be ready soon."

"Hey hey! When did this big shot of yours get blown here?"

Cheng Youning waved his hand to signal Cangman not to say anything. Cangman asked quietly, "Your Highness, who did you come with?"

"My father and Chen Laosan."

Cangman and his son quickly invited Cheng Youning to sit down. Cangman's son even pulled Cheng Youning to ask about Qiao Rong. Cheng Youning rolled his eyes at Cangzhuo and said, "Why are you bringing up something else? Qiao Rong is sick and lying at home."

Cang Zhuo got to the bottom of it: "What's wrong with him?"

"You're stupid." Cheng Youning was still angry with Qiao Rong. He had told her in advance to listen to his instructions and put all the blame on him. Qiao Rong stood up and admitted his mistake without knowing the consequences. He was really asking for a beating. Who else should he hit if not him?

While Cang Zhuo was still questioning Cheng Youning, Cheng Feng and Chen Qingsheng had already come in.

Cangman was stunned at first, then he stood up immediately, "I was wondering who Chen Laosan was, it turns out it's you, Xiao Saner, how come you've become so thin?"

After not seeing each other for many years, Cangman's appearance and temperament have not changed, but the young Chen Qingsheng has become a weak and sickly person.

The reunion of old friends was a mixture of sadness and joy. Chen Qingsheng burst into tears without saying a word. Cangman quickly stepped forward and gave Chen's mistress a hug with his strong and powerful arms. In the past, Cangman had hooked his arm around his shoulders and put his arm around his back, but he had never hugged him like this. Cangman felt nothing but a handful of bones.

When the Chen brothers came to beg, Cangman happened to be out of town doing business for Boss Qian. When he came back, he heard that the Chen brothers had come to beg. He already knew about the miserable situation of the Chen family, but he had not found the time to visit them. Unexpectedly, when he took his children out to eat noodles today, he met Chen's mistress.

Cangman would comfort people, "Just wait, from now on, if I see any Yatuo people, I will kill one if I see one, and kill a pair if I see two. I will avenge you. Don't cry, let me see it carefully."

Cangman held Chen Qingsheng's shoulders and looked at him carefully. How could this be the Chen Qingsheng of the past? His face was sallow and his eyes were dull. "San'er, there are no mountains that cannot be climbed and no obstacles that cannot be crossed. We have already overcome them. Look forward and don't let others miss you."

Chen Qingsheng held back his tears and nodded firmly. He didn't dare to cry anymore after he moved into Prince Pang's mansion, for fear of evoking his brother's sadness. In this incident, his two brothers lost more. Not only did they not dare to show their sadness in front of him, they also often comforted him. The house was still available, but his brothers were out working hard to make a living. What qualifications did he have to cry here and complain to himself?

Cangman pulled him to sit at the table, and Cangman gave him some psychological counseling. He indeed looked much better.

Cang Man asked Cheng Feng: "It's neither morning nor afternoon, you didn't bring them here specially to eat mutton stewed noodles, did you?"