After traveling through time, I kidnapped the son of Heaven

Of course, it may also be the customs left over from the Ming and Qing dynasties that magnified the psychological endurance of ordinary people.

Speaking of which, there has always been a custom among the people for men to make a contract.

The two parties in the contract are protected by the government and laws just like the relationship between a man and a woman in marriage.

After the contract is signed, the rich party has to help the poor party to get married and have children.

Sometimes Zhou Linan was also amazed by the thoughts of the ancients.

However, Zhou Linan, who has been baptized by modern times, has different thoughts from the ancients. He certainly would not regard getting married and having children as the most important things in life.

So of course there would be no third party between him and Zhang Xiaoguan.

The two of them walked hand in hand on the street, and when they passed a stall they often visited, they stopped and walked over.

Every time this happened, Zhou Linan would sigh that bloodline and superpowers were really good things.

As long as you have one of them, you don’t have to worry about gaining weight or hurting your throat by eating spicy food.

Otherwise, life would lose a lot of fun.

Zhou Linan saw in the original owner's memory that the original owner would not touch many things in order to maintain her figure and voice from childhood to adulthood.

Zhang Xiaoguan once said that the original owner lived for more than 100 years before he died of old age.

According to the original owner's living habits, Zhou Linan was not surprised at all that he could live so long.

Sitting at a small stall selling wontons, Zhou Linan gave most of the snacks he bought to Zhang Xiaoguan.

He was going to go on stage soon and couldn't eat too much, so he had to leave it to Zhang Xiaoguan to take care of it.

Twenty-six-year-old Zhang Xiaoguan has maintained a childish boyish face since he grew up overnight, and has not changed with the passage of time.

To outsiders, this guy's real age is only seventeen or eighteen years old at most.

Zhou Linan was a little curious and wondered if other members of the Zhang family were the same as him.

Looking at that extraordinary and beautiful face, he showed a faint smile because he ate something he liked, which was so beautiful that it was hard to take your eyes off him.

Zhou Linan's eyes were too straightforward. Zhang Xiaoguan, who had wontons in his mouth, noticed it and tilted his head with a hint of doubt in his eyes, looking at Zhou Linan.

Don’t want to eat?

See what I do?

Seeing the meaning revealed in his eyes, Zhou Linan chuckled.

“ (*?′╰╯`?)?＾I won’t eat anymore. I’ll eat after the show is over.

Eat more yourself.”

Zhang Xiaoguan swallowed the wonton in his mouth, looked around, and scanned the crowd on the street.

Upon seeing this, the people around quickly withdrew their furtive glances towards this side.

While no one dared to look over here, Zhang Xiaoguan scooped up a small wonton and a few small shrimps from the bowl and fed them to Zhou Linan's mouth, signaling with his eyes that Zhou Linan should eat quickly.

The smile on Zhou Linan's face became even brighter. Not wanting to disappoint his kindness, he opened his mouth and ate the wontons in the spoon, then shook his head at him.

That’s enough. Eat slowly.

Zhang Xiaoguan understood, smiled, lowered his head, and continued to happily attack the wontons in the bowl. (＾v＾)

That look of happiness and satisfaction made people who saw it curl up their lips unconsciously.

Zhou Linan often sighed in his heart that even a real god could not compare to Zhang Xiaoguan's mentality.

Having experienced so much hardship and gone through so many difficulties, the most precious thing is that one can still maintain a clear and innocent heart.

A sweet candy, a caring word, or a warm hug can make him feel satisfied.

Zhou Linan felt that if he switched positions with Zhang Xiaoguan, he would definitely not be able to do it like Zhang Xiaoguan.

Not to mention sacrificing himself to save others, he was showing mercy by not dragging the whole world to be buried with him.

Looking through history, Zhou Linan could not find many people like Zhang Xiaoguan.

Therefore, he deserves everyone's gentle treatment.

Thinking of this, Zhou Linan looked at Zhang Xiaoguan with even gentler eyes.

The two of them came to the Pear Garden hand in hand, and happened to meet Zhou Linan’s three adopted sons.

Well, that’s not right either.

One of them is the legitimate heir of the Hong Mansion and the real Second Master Hong.

Who would have thought that he would return to the Hong Mansion after changing his identity.

It’s just that the biological father in the past has become the grandfather today.

He once used this body and has become the nominal father of this body.

Sometimes things in the world are so dreamy and outrageous.

Master Hong Er had never expected this at the time. He only suffered minor injuries in the tomb and died in his sleep in the middle of the night.

I remember that night, he was sleeping soundly, but suddenly he felt difficulty breathing and chest tightness.

The next second, he lost consciousness.

When he regained consciousness again, he had changed his body and became a posthumous child of a farmer's family, a branch of the Hong family.

The new family was not only poor, but also miserable.

My father died, and after giving birth to a child, my mother was forced by her family to remarry and leave.

There was only a newborn baby left in the house, who depended on his elderly and frail grandmother.