The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

"Little ancestors, be gentle!"

Su Yang was pulled left and right, and finally stood firm. When he looked up, he saw Tang Jiu helping Zhang Zhili stand up.

There were still traces of tears on the old man's face, but he suddenly froze when he saw the four figures, and surprise and confusion flashed in his turbid eyes.

"Brother Tang Jiu, they are..."

"They broke the Soul Calming Formation and saved everyone." Tang Jiu reached out to help Ling Ling tidy up her bangs that were messed up by the wind, and began to introduce them one by one:

"This is Lingling, these two are Tuantuan and Yuanyuan, and the older boy is Su Yang, he is the father of the three of them."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Zhili looked at the slightly immature Su Yang, then looked at the three little kids, nodded with complicated eyes, "Oh, he is really young and promising."

"Ha! No, I..." Su Yang hurriedly took a step forward to explain, but was dragged by Tuantuan and staggered, "Hiss~ Little ancestor, you stepped on my shoelaces!"

"Daddy, give me a hug!" Lingling opened her arms, and Su Yang had to bend down to pick her up. As a result, Yuanyuan almost fell off his neck, and in his panic, the candies in his pocket scattered all over the floor.

Zhang Zhili looked at this chaotic scene, and suddenly his eyes turned red again. He walked to Su Yang tremblingly and knelt down: "Thank you... Thank you for letting me see Brother Tang Jiu again..."

"Hey, hey, hey! Old man, please get up quickly!" Su Yang was so scared that he almost threw Lingling out. He quickly reached out to help her, but Yuanyuan successfully slipped off his neck, fell on her butt, and immediately pouted her mouth as if she was about to cry.

Seeing this, Tuantuan also started to cry and yell, "Daddy is biased. He won't hug me or let me ride on his neck. Daddy is a bad guy!"

"How did I become a bad guy?"

Su Yang was so anxious that he was sweating all over. He coaxed Yuanyuan while wiping Tuantuan's tears. As a result, Zhang Zhili was still kneeling in the middle of the ground and the situation was out of control for a while.

Tang Jiu shook his head helplessly, stepped forward to help Zhang Zhili up, picked up the golden pill that fell out of Su Yang's pocket, and handed it to Zhang Zhili, "This is..."

"Ah! That's right!" Su Yang finally coaxed the two little ones and explained to Zhang Zhili, "This is the longevity pill my uncle gave me. Keep it! I guarantee you'll live another hundred years!"

Zhang Zhili's hands were shaking as he held the pill. He turned to the housekeeper and said, "Go! Bring us the golden nanmu box from the storeroom!"

“No, no, no!” Su Yang waved his hands quickly, “No need for a thank-you gift! Really!”

"It's not a thank you gift." Zhang Zhili smiled, "It's a meeting gift for the children."

A moment later, the butler returned with a box containing all sorts of trinkets, including jade rattles, pearl-studded hairbands, and gold-plated building blocks.

Tuantuan's eyes lit up, and he immediately rushed over, holding the rattle and shaking it, while Yuanyuan grabbed the beautiful hair tie and put it on her head, and Lingling fiddled with the building blocks, making herself giggle.

"Oh, how can this be so embarrassing..." Su Yang refused for a long time, but finally couldn't resist the three little ancestors and had to accept it all.

"It's getting dark, let's stay and have a quick meal together." Zhang Zhili clapped his hands, and the lights in the courtyard lit up one by one.

At the table, Zhang Zhili kept serving Tang Jiu some food. Sometimes he added squirrel fish to his bowl, and sometimes he pointed at the sea cucumber soup and said, "Try this. It's much better than the food at You'an Restaurant."

Tang Jiu looked at the mountain of food in the bowl and sighed helplessly, but when Zhang Zhili reached out to touch his head, he lowered his head obediently.

"Brother Tang Jiu, this is called a mobile phone. It can make calls and watch videos..." Zhang Zhili held up the phone to show Tang Jiu like a child showing off a new toy. "Look, this is a review of Du Shi Shan Fang. Everyone says the food is delicious."

Tang Jiu looked at the screen full of "heartwarming" and "positive energy" comments and nodded repeatedly, "That's great."

"Oh, right!" Zhang Zhili suddenly put down his chopsticks. "Those children... those trapped in the formation, where are they now? I think..."

"They have already been reincarnated with the help of Su Yang." Tang Jiu said softly, "Those who line up to go through the back door are all rich and powerful people. They don't have to worry about being treated like animals anymore."

Zhang Zhili's eyes moistened. "In the future, I want to help more children. What do you think about us building another welfare home? How about calling it 'Zhijiu's Home'?"

"Okay." Tang Jiu nodded and suddenly looked at Su Yang, "But there are still a group of children..."

"Oh, right!" Su Yang was busy peeling shrimps for the three little kids. Hearing this, he immediately said, "There are still many homeless children in the suburban villas. Although they have food and drink now, it's not a solution to just sit there and do nothing..."

"Leave it to me!" Zhang Zhili slammed the table, "Start construction tomorrow! We're going to build the largest welfare home, with a library, a playground, and a medical clinic..."

"Dad, are there any candies in the welfare home?" Yuanyuan asked, pulling Su Yang's sleeve.

"Hahaha... yes!" Zhang Zhili smiled and pinched his round little face, "There are lots and lots of candies, cakes, and ice cream."

After eating and drinking, Zhang Zhili couldn't wait to take Tang Jiu's hand and go to see the bedroom prepared for him.

He walked hurriedly, his cane knocking against the bluestone slabs with a crackling sound, but the moment he pushed open the wooden door of the bedroom, he suddenly slowed down his movements, as if he was uncovering a piece of treasured porcelain that had been collected for a hundred years.

"We're here." Zhang Zhili's voice trembled, and his fingertips rubbed the door handle three times before he was willing to let go.

A mixture of cedar and sandalwood scent wafted into his face, and Tang Jiu's nose twitched, and he couldn't help but think of the smell of moldy straw in the firewood room of You'an House.

The room in front of me was as bright as if it had been soaked in sunlight. The milky white wallpaper was printed with small patterns, and there was an antique-shaped table lamp standing at the head of the bed.

"I said at the beginning that when I grow up, I will let you live in a house that is airtight. So when the villa was first built, this bedroom has been reserved for you."

Zhang Zhili held Tang Jiu's hand and walked closer to the furnishings in the room step by step. "This is your wardrobe. Open it and take a look yourself."

"What kind of treasure is hidden so mysteriously?" Tang Jiu joked with a smile, then opened the wardrobe.

The closet was filled with clothes, all custom-made to his size. One row was filled with all kinds of school uniforms, from the Republic of China to the modern era, neatly hung there.

Tang Jiu was stunned looking at these things. Zhang Zhili couldn't help showing a proud expression when he saw this: "Do you like it? From the beginning to now, there are so many types of school uniforms, at least more than 400 sets, all bought according to your thirteen-year-old size."

Tang Jiu looked at the closet full of clothes and nodded with emotion. Suddenly he noticed a coarse cloth jacket hanging at the innermost part, with patches piled on top of patches. It was exactly the one he wore in You'an Hall that year.

He reached out his hand to touch the fabric, and his fingertips felt something hard. It was a piece of sesame candy, which had long been broken into powder but still stubbornly stuck to the fabric.