The little Fubao in the deserted village made all the dignitaries in the court go crazy with envy

Due to the fatigue from the long journey, after returning to the Xiao Mansion, everyone did not go anywhere and just rested to recuperate.

The old general personally brought his daughter and son-in-law to introduce them to various places in the mansion.

The mansion is divided into several courtyards, but except for the main courtyard and the front courtyard, most of the other courtyards are covered in dust.

It made the huge mansion seem empty, lacking in people and too deserted.

Li Sulan felt a pang of pain in her heart. She wondered what kind of life her parents had led in those decades.

"I built this little swing not long after you were born, but unfortunately, right after I finished making it... I had to rush back to the barracks."

In the courtyard of Linglong Pavilion, the old general stood in front of the swing, his expression depressed as he talked about the past.

By that time, the eldest son and the third son had already died.

In the Battle of Pocheng, the two sons of the Xiao family defended the city for 63 days until their food and grass ran out, and they were unable to wait for reinforcements.

He was furious about this incident and had an argument with the late emperor in the court, and a rift gradually developed between the two sides.

The following year, shortly after his daughter was born, he learned that the enemy was invading Tianxia Pass, and he immediately rushed there after receiving the news.

But it was still a step too late.

This time, he lost another son.

In order to earn a way to survive for the soldiers who followed them, the four sons guarded the pass and cut off the tail with courage and fearlessness.

When he died, his heart was pierced by thousands of arrows and his head was beheaded by the enemy for public display. The barbarians outside the Great Wall hated Xiao's army so much that they rode their horses to trample on his corpses and humiliated him to the utmost.

When he arrived, the ground was covered in blood, and the men of the Xiao family were killed without a complete body.

When he left home that time, he never thought that he would see his daughter again more than 20 years later.

"Come on, Wei'er, try this swing!" Retracting his thoughts and suppressing his bitterness, the old general called out to his daughter loudly, "Dad will play with you for a while!"

Li Sulan sat on the swing and the old man helped push it. She was happier than his daughter.

Lin Dashan watched this scene with a smile. Rather than making up for the lack of companionship for his daughter during her childhood, it would be more accurate to say that the father-in-law was making up for his own missed past.

After a lifetime of military service, he returned alone.

Looking back, I have spent very little time with my family in this life.

"Dad, this swing is pretty big, you sit on it too, and I'll push you."

"Okay, you push it. Dad has never sat on a swing in his life. Hahaha!"

Laughter could be heard coming from the swing set.

Butler Ning Chang was crying with snot streaming down his face at the door of Linglong Pavilion.

Their Xiao Mansion had been dead silent for decades, but now it has finally come back to life.

In the main hall of the front yard, Old Madam Xiao returned to a familiar place. After resting, she was not willing to be left behind and took her grandchildren straight to a place with delicious food and fun.

"Bai Xiang likes delicious food. There is food in the kitchen. The kitchen is over there. Grandma will ask someone to make delicious food for you every day!"

"Xiaosong and Xiaobai like to play with wooden swords... I'm telling you something secretly. There's a real one here! I'll take you to get it later!"

"Duobao likes shiny and good things, and there are some! There is a small house over there. Oh, grandma can't remember what's inside. Let's go and have a look together!"

"Shitou and Bangchui are still small, they can't eat or play, so grandma will give you lots of saliva bags!"

The old woman was like a duck, parading around her home with her ducklings.

Everyone was named, except the tallest and best-looking one.

Jin Duobao was so proud that he pointed at the tallest boy and deliberately asked loudly, "Grandma, Grandma! This man has nothing. Have you forgotten him? He is Yan Changqing! The Yan Changqing who lives next door to us!"

The old woman was not very comfortable. She covered her mouth with one hand and whispered, "He is the prince. He has everything. You don't need to give him anything. Grandma's things are not many. There is not enough to share... I will ask your grandfather to get some more from him later. Hush!"

Kids, “Hahahaha!”

Yan Changqing felt helpless and amused, and had to pretend to be confused and pretend that he didn't hear his mother-in-law's whisper.

Bai Xiang's eyes curved, and he pulled his grandmother over and whispered to her, "Grandma, it's okay, I'll help you pick out the good stuff, and I'll ask Brother Chang Qing for it and he will definitely give it to me!"

The old lady's eyes immediately widened, and she shook her head like a rattle, "No, no, Baixiang, whatever you want, grandma will give it to you. If grandma doesn't have it, I can ask your grandpa. But don't ask others, be good. Don't let others look down on you, no treasure is better than Baixiang."

If a girl asks others for things, she will be looked down upon.

She would get angry and sad if anyone looked down on her granddaughter.

Grandma gives Baixiang what he wants.

Don't want other people's.

Bai Xiang's eyes narrowed further, and he patted his chest hard, responding crisply, "Bai Xiang, listen to grandma!"

The old woman smiled again, "What a nice guy."

It was a whisper, with a group of people talking at such a small distance, how could they not hear it?

Jin Duobao's eyes rolled around, hiss, this is a bit difficult.

He has so many good things he wants to give to Sister Baixiang. Will he be unable to give them away in the future?

That won’t work!

He has to be Grandma Xiao's godson! He can always accept gifts from his family, right?

As expected of him, Jin Duobao, he is so smart!

Yan Changqing's eyes moved slightly, and the corner of his lips curled up, "Duobao——"

"Shut up, you idiot! I'm telling you, I'm not so easy to fool now. As soon as you open your mouth I know what you're going to say! Hey, I don't want to hear it! You can't do anything to me! Lulululu!"

"..."

The two brothers Lin Huaisong and Lin Huaibai laughed wildly, completely unaware of what their friends were thinking.

Not to mention Shitou and Bangchui, who really drool more than they talk. They can only laugh along, and drool immediately when they open their mouths, with drool pockets hanging around their necks.

The time spent laughing and having fun passed by especially quickly.

Yan Changqing returned to the palace at night and entertained his friends in the palace the next day.

The Xiao Mansion was both lively and peaceful that night.

The next day, the gate of the Xiao family ancestral hall deep in the backyard opened.

The sky was still gray. It was late February and mid-spring, and the sun seemed lazy and reluctant to rise.

The ancestral hall is so solemn that one's expression becomes solemn unconsciously before one even enters.

Even the noisiest children quieted down, dropped their hands obediently at their sides, straightened their backs and pursed their lips.

Stepping over the threshold and looking up, you will see rows of tablets placed on the steps.

At the top are the ancestors of the Xiao family, and at the bottom are the tablets of the four sons of the Xiao family.

Bai Xiang's gaze fell on those small black wooden signs. She didn't recognize all the words on the signs, but she knew that behind each of these signs there was a heroic spirit of the Xiao family.

They used their lives to protect the territory and the people of the country.

Most respectable.

General Xiao stood in front of the four tablets and did not speak for a long time.

The dim light in the ancestral hall obscured the old man's expression, making it impossible to tell whether he was happy or sad.

But when he opened his mouth, Bai Xiang could hear that his grandfather's voice was trembling.

"Wei'er, Dashan, bring the children over to burn incense for our ancestors."

"Xiao family ancestors are above us. We, the son of the Xiao family, must thank you for blessing us so that we can be reunited with our daughter."

"Today I am here with my daughter Xiao Xingwei, son-in-law Lin Dashan, and grandchildren Lin Baixiang, Xiao Huaichuan, and Lin Huaiyang to pay homage to our ancestors. I hope they will continue to bless us and keep the descendants of the Xiao family safe and worry-free!"