Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

The servants swiftly carried Yang Qingfeng's luggage into the house, while Yang's mother held her son's hand tightly and walked into the main room with a loving face.

In the main hall, Dongmei had already arranged for the kitchen servants to arrange the food one by one and was waiting for the master to sit down.

"Qingfeng, you should eat more meat." Mother Yang's eyes were filled with distress. As she spoke, she put a large piece of meat into Yang Qingfeng's bowl. "Look at how thin you have become these days outside."

Father Yang frowned slightly and said softly, "Why are you still saying those things? It's good enough that the child is back safely." As he said that, he gave Mother Yang a subtle look, signaling her not to mention these words that would make the child feel uncomfortable.

Yang Qingfeng had a faint smile on his lips. He ate his meal slowly and said calmly, "Dad, Mom, the world is so turbulent nowadays. After thinking about it, being with my family is the most important thing. I can only blame myself for being born at the wrong time and failing to achieve great things in this troubled world." After that, he sighed softly.

Xiuying poured a bowl of soup for Yang Qingfeng, gently pushed it in front of him, and said with a smile: "Why are you talking about all this nonsense? I'm worried about the lack of help here. You're back at the right time. No matter what the world becomes, it's always good to have money on your side. That's the real thing."

"Sister, there are some things you don't understand." Yang Qingfeng shook his head slightly. Although his expression was calm, he couldn't help but sigh silently in his heart.

He knew full well that the court was plagued by internal and external troubles, with constant factional strife, rampant corruption, and externally, powerful enemies surrounding it and the border wars tense. Under such circumstances, the court's collapse was likely only a matter of time.

Xiuying looked at Yang Qingfeng seriously and said slowly, "As soon as Taohua's coming-of-age ceremony is over, you should go to Jizhou. The economy there is prosperous and has always been important in commerce. Logically speaking, Nanyang suffered a famine before, and now the economy has improved after the disaster, so it's not reasonable for Jizhou to be much worse off.

However, the current market situation in Jizhou is very bad, and many shops are unable to continue their operations. Take Mr. Chen for example. The two jewelry stores he opened in Jizhou are now barely making ends meet. You should go over there and take a closer look to see what is going on.

Yang Qing, who was eating with his head down, couldn't help but pause with his chopsticks. Then he slowly raised his head, frowned slightly and said, "Sister, I understand what you mean. Jizhou is the territory of Luo Jing'an's father-in-law Liu Guozhong. Liu Guozhong has always been quite powerful in the local area. Now that so many shops in Jizhou are running poorly, there may be something fishy going on."

Mother Yang looked at Yang Qingfeng with concern and said softly, "Son, you've finally come back. I was thinking about finding a good day to settle things between you and Huahua. Look, you're not a child anymore. It's time to start a family and build a career so that I can feel more at ease."

Upon hearing this, Yang Qingfeng's chewing suddenly faltered, his expression slightly awkward. He swallowed the mouthful of rice with great effort, his throat choking as if something was stuck. After a long pause, he slowly said, "Mother, let's wait until Taohua's coming-of-age ceremony is over."

He recalled the solemn promise he had made to Huahua before leaving home, that he would build a great career and go to her house with honor to propose marriage. But now that he had returned with nothing, he was filled with guilt and loss.

He felt that he was too ashamed to see Huahua. Even when he passed by Mrs. Sun's house, he subconsciously avoided her, not daring to face Huahua's eyes that might be full of disappointment.

"Madam, Mrs. Sun is here." Dongmei's announcement was like thunderclap, and Yang Qingfeng, who was eating, suddenly looked nervous. Without thinking, he quickly put down his unfinished bowl and chopsticks and ran into the house.

"Sister, I'm really tired. I'm going back to my room to rest first." Yang Qingfeng said this hurriedly while running.

Dongmei naturally knew about the relationship between Huahua and Yang Qingfeng. On weekdays, Mrs. Sun and Xiuying had a good relationship, so she did not stop her and let Mrs. Sun in. At this moment, Mrs. Sun saw Yang Qingfeng who was hiding in the room anxiously.

"Qingfeng, Qingfeng!" Mrs. Sun called out hurriedly, but Yang Qingfeng seemed not to hear her. He walked quickly and disappeared behind the door in the blink of an eye.

When Mrs. Sun saw Yang Qingfeng's flustered look, her heart suddenly tightened and she hurriedly quickened her pace and walked into the main room.

"Xiuying, what's wrong with Qingfeng?" Mrs. Sun was full of confusion and asked Xiuying anxiously as soon as she entered the main room.

Compared to Yang Qingfeng's career, Sun Dasao was more concerned about his condition. In her heart, Yang Qingfeng was a kind-hearted, down-to-earth and reliable child. Regardless of whether he would become an official in the future, she would be relieved if she could hand over her daughter Huahua to him.

Xiuying reached out and poured a cup of steaming hot tea for Mrs. Sun. She patted the chair next to her and said, "Come, sit down first and leave him alone. I think he probably feels that he hasn't made much of himself and is too embarrassed to see Huahua."

Mrs. Sun quickly took the tea from Xiuying and sat down on the chair. She took a sip of tea, frowning slightly as she said, "Qingfeng, what a kid! No matter what, the most important thing is that he comes back safely. It's not a big deal. No, I have to go talk to him and have a good chat. I can't let him just imagine it. It's not a big deal. Huahua will be so happy to know that he can come back."

Xiuying quickly reached out and gently called to Mrs. Sun, who was about to stand up. "Don't rush to look for him yet. Give him a few days to calm down and he'll figure things out on his own. He just got back and is exhausted from the long journey. He's got a lot on his mind, so he'll need some time to recover. Let's give him some time to sort things out on his own."

After hearing what Xiuying said, Mrs. Sun nodded slowly. She sat back in her chair, picked up the teacup, and took a sip of the tea. For a moment, the hall fell silent.

When Mr. and Mrs. Yang saw Mrs. Sun sitting down, they also slowly sat down in the empty seat next to her.

Father Yang sighed softly and said slowly, "I've been hoping Qingfeng will come back from the bottom of my heart. The world is in chaos and unrest everywhere. Futian Village is still the best. Although life may be a little dull, it's more stable. Being able to be together as a family in peace is better than anything else."

Mrs. Sun nodded in agreement, a smile plastered across her face. "Yes, my dear in-laws, you're absolutely right! No matter how prosperous the outside world is, it can't compare to the peace and quiet of our Futian Village. This is our roots."