The Concubine's Daughter Travels Through Time and Space and Takes the Road of Confrontation

After reporting to her mother-in-law at Yannian Courtyard early in the morning, Zhang returned to her parents' home with the children. The carriage had been traveling west for about an hour when they spotted the eldest daughter's carriage from a distance. The maid waiting at the gate hurried to the backyard to pass on the message. When the carriage arrived at the Zhang residence, Old Madam Zeng was already waiting. Zhang got off first, followed by the children.

Mrs. Zeng first weighed Sister Yun and said, "Sure enough, you've gained weight again."

Zhang was not surprised at all and ordered the gifts brought by the maid to be put away one by one. She picked out a box from the pile on the table, opened it and handed it to her mother. "This is a fifty-year-old mountain ginseng. I got it when my father and I were serving in Qingzhou. In his letters, my father often said that he was in good health, but I know that you are always afraid of me worrying about you, so you have to hide it even if there is something. This mountain ginseng is of excellent quality and can be used for ten years if it is properly preserved." Zeng looked at her daughter and said, "I knew you would scold people as soon as you came back." After that, she asked someone to put the gift away and asked a few questions about the health of the old lady in law, how the son-in-law was doing as an official outside, etc.

Zhang answered them one by one and looked outside the door. "Didn't you say Xuelin was back? Why is she not here?"

Speaking of her youngest son, Mrs. Zeng was furious. "After returning to Beijing, I couldn't find him for two out of three days. I knew he was avoiding me." Mrs. Zeng smiled with a hint of meaning. "He has his own tricks, and I have my own tricks."

Zhang shook her head helplessly. After so many years, the two of them were still like this.

As they were talking, footsteps were heard from a distance. As they drew closer, the curtain at the door was flung aside with a rustling sound. Before the maids could report, a young man who bore a striking resemblance to Zhang strode in.

The man was eight feet tall, wearing a black cloak, and his handsome face was full of smiles. "Sister, you are back. If you don't come back soon, I will have to come to pick you up."

The siblings hadn't seen each other for seven or eight years. Zhang was a little excited when she saw her brother. She reached out and slapped him. "You've gotten darker, thinner, and taller. I heard from you that you've traveled to many places over the years."

Zhang Yulin showed his white teeth. "Since my mother has said it, I don't need to say it either. In short, I have been to both the northern and southern borders. If you ask me, it's better for you to go out and take a walk instead of staying at home all day. Then you will know that the world is much wider than what you see." After saying this, without looking at his sister's reaction, he turned to look at the child beside his sister and showed a very kind smile. "Be good, call uncle, there are gifts."

Rong Jie'er, Hui Ge'er, and Lu Yun called out obediently, each receiving a pat on the head from their uncle. When it was her turn, he pinched her cheeks. Lu Yun held her expression tight, maintaining her three-year-old persona. Her uncle looked a lot like a modern veteran actor—in his youth, he'd been that dashing, handsome villain in ancient costume.

Her uncle is simply the ancient version of a green, pure, tall, rich and handsome man. I heard that he doesn't have a girlfriend yet.

Old Madam Zeng glared at him, pulled Yunjie'er into her arms, and did not forget to humiliate her son. "You are not well behaved all day long. You have become more and more unruly after being away for a few years. If you are capable, you should give birth to a child yourself." After that, she gently touched her granddaughter's face and showed a loving smile. "Yunjie'er, have you been practicing the physical skills that your grandmother taught you recently?"

The younger uncle was checking his older nephew's homework, while his younger brother was reciting the poem "Encouraging Learning" in a serious manner: "A gentleman says: Learning should never stop. The blue is derived from the blue, but the blue is bluer than the blue—"

She knew the three main questions she would be asked when visiting relatives: children's studies, adults' work and partners.

"Sister Yun sits in horse stance for an hour every day and then practices physical exercises for half an hour." Lu Yun answered in a baby voice.

"Then grandma will check your homework. If you don't do well--" After saying that, Mrs. Zeng took out a familiar black rattan stick from behind her with a smile.

Thinking of the burning pain when being hit by the vine, Lu Yun swallowed and encouraged herself: Brave Yunyun is not afraid of difficulties!

After completing a set of physical exercises, beads of sweat appeared on Lu Yun's forehead, but her breathing was still relatively steady.

"Pa pa!" The one who applauded was the uncle. "This set of boxing skills of my niece is very beautiful." After saying that, he leaned over and looked at the little fat girl. "Uncle, I couldn't do that when I was your age." His beautiful eyes were filled with complicated emotions. Lu Yun moved back uncomfortably, feeling embarrassed by the handsome boy's gaze. She turned to look at her grandmother and said, "Grandma, is Sister Yun doing well?"

Old Madam Zeng patted the little girl's head lovingly and said, "Our sister Yun fights very well, even better than our grandmother did back then."

The courtyard where the three siblings lived last time was originally where Zhang lived before she got married, so naturally they stayed there this time. Later, Lu Yun found out that the small courtyard she lived in last time was actually her uncle's courtyard. It was a pity that she didn't get to take a good look. After Lu Yun found out, this idea popped into her mind.

The uncle sent over gifts, a small box for each of them. Brother Hui'er got a set of four study treasures, a small cowhide bow, and a small red wooden sword. Sister Rong's was a box of various gems: pearls, rubies, jade, tourmaline, and so on. Lu Yun's eyes widened. Sister's little coffers +1, +1—

Rubbing her hands, Lu Yun looked at her box with anticipation, hoping that the light from the box would illuminate her gloomy life path after she opened it.

Unlocking the clasp and gently prying it open, she saw a piece of paper quietly lying at the bottom of the box, stamped with a red seal, slightly yellowed from age. No, this looked like a title deed! Lu Yun's eyes lit up. She had a house! !!! It was a house in the suburbs of Beijing, which in modern times would be a large villa within the Third Ring Road.

She was too happy too early. Zhang took the deed away on the grounds that it was too valuable, and Lu Yun's objection was in vain.

Poor sister, Rong Jieer thought for a while and wrapped a handful of her colored stones in a handkerchief and handed them to her sister. Lu Yun shook her head with a sad face. Her wild life was gone. She was just a child picked up from the roadside.

After sending the children back, Zhang immediately returned. With a "snap," Zhang slammed the deed onto the small table and looked at her brother. "I want an explanation from you."

Zhang Yulin glanced at his sister, who had a cold face, and cleared his throat slightly. "I think before I express my thoughts, you and mother should also give me an explanation." He asked his three-year-old niece to learn the art of body building, and she was doing very well. If he hadn't practiced this boxing as a child and knew how difficult it was, he might have been fooled. He looked at his mother and said, "Mom, what do you think?"

Mrs. Zeng slapped him in anger and said, "Just ask whatever you want to know."

"First, why Sister Yun? Second, what else did you do besides teaching her this set of boxing? Third, why on earth did you do this?" Zhang Xuelin asked three questions with a serious expression.

The cold wind was howling outside the house, and amidst the "woooo" sound of the wind came the sound of night watchmen beating gongs, "dong", "the first watch has arrived--" The long sound penetrated the wind and drifted into thousands of homes.