Traveling through time and space to become a child, supporting the family by catching fish and shrim

Feng Chaoying also stared at him for a while, then said with a smile, "Uncle Xu, you still remember me."

The old man, Xu, was shaking with excitement, and said in a trembling voice, "Madam is still so young and beautiful, but I, an old man, am buried up to my neck in dirt."

Feng Chaoying said gently, "Uncle Xu, I see you're still in good health."

"I'm old, I'm old." Old Man Xu shook his head and smiled, "Madam, does your return this time mean that Qiu Shan...

Feng Chaoying nodded.

"Good! Good! Good!" Old Man Xu excitedly said three "good"s in a row. Then he noticed Chen Lang standing next to Feng Chaoying. He found that he looked about 70% similar to Feng Chaoying. He hurriedly asked, "Madam, is this for... the young master?"

Feng Chaoying said: "He is my son, Chen Lang."

"Shouldn't the surname be...Oh, yes, Chen is better, Chen is better." Old man Xu quickly changed his words.

It can be said that the older generation of people in Qiushan have all received great favors from the Li family, and they are very indignant about what happened to Li Shirong. However, as ordinary people, they can do nothing more than privately curse the emperor for being a villain.

Now that Li Shirong's son's surname is Chen, Old Man Xu immediately realized that this must have been done intentionally by Feng Chaoying.

Feng Chaoying said, "Uncle Xu, from now on, Qiushan is my son's fiefdom. Tell the others not to worry too much. It will remain the same as it was before. There won't be much change."

Old Man Xu wiped his tears and said, "Madam, we have finally welcomed your family back."

"I'll go tell them right away."

After saying that, he walked away straight without even using his crutches.

This should be the concrete expression of "people feel refreshed when happy events happen".

Old Man Xu's son was a middle-aged man. After his father left, he brought two large pots of tea and said, "Madam, this is just coarse tea. Please drink some to quench your thirst."

Feng Chaoying glanced at him and said with emotion: "Xiao Liuzi, you've grown so big."

Xu Laoliu asked, "Madam, do you still remember me?"

Feng Chaoying took a deep breath and said, "Of course, I remember everyone in Qiushan."

Xu Laoliu rubbed his hands and said, "Madam, it's really great that you can come back."

Through the conversation between the father and mother and Feng Chaoying, Chen Lang also realized how popular his own parents were in this area. Even though they had passed away for more than 20 years, their influence had not diminished at all.

Not long after, Old Man Xu came over with a group of old men and women who were about his age. The scene was so spectacular that Chen Lang was so scared that he stood up.

It is said that people in ancient times did not live long, and living over fifty years old was considered a long life. However, there was a group of old men and women in their seventies and eighties in front of me, at least twenty of them.

I didn’t expect that my father’s fiefdom was such a Feng Shui treasure land that it produced so many long-lived people.

The old man and the old woman came to Feng Chaoying, and before they could even stand firmly, they were trembling and about to kneel down.

Feng Chaoying hurried forward to stop them: "My dear elders, this is not allowed. This is not allowed."

The old men and women all shouted in unison: "Welcome Madam home!"

This simple sentence instantly brought tears to Feng Chaoying's eyes. Seeing that she could not stop these people from kneeling, Feng Chaoying simply knelt down in front of them.

Seeing this scene, Chen Lang finally understood why the emperor wanted to kill his own father.

With such a good reputation among the people and a large number of troops at his disposal, once he raises the flag of rebellion, he will most likely be able to reopen the Sun and Moon Heaven.

Dad, Dad, why are you so stubborn? As the saying goes, a general is not subject to the emperor's orders when he is away from home. If I give you a golden medal and ask you to return to the court, you will really return. If I give you an imperial edict and ask you to hand over your military power, you will really hand it over.

In the end, the family was broken up and everyone died.

At the same time, the relevant records were also tampered with by the emperor. If you want to leave your name in history, you have to wait for people hundreds of years later to overturn the verdict.

What do you want?

"Erlang, Erlang!"

Feng Chaoying's cry interrupted Chen Lang's thoughts, "Mom, I'm here."

"Take the red envelope." Feng Chaoying said.

Chen Lang nodded and turned around to gesture to Ning Wenxu.

Ning Wenxu and his sister carried a large box down from the carriage. When they opened it, they found it was full of red envelopes, each of which contained two taels of silver.

The old men and women were stubborn and refused to accept it. Finally, Feng Chaoying pretended to be angry and persuaded them to accept the red envelope.

After all this trouble, it was already noon. Old man Xu, who had come here at the beginning, took Feng Chaoying to his home for dinner, but Feng Chaoying declined on the grounds that she wanted to visit the old house.

Leaving the market town and continuing to walk up the mountain, Feng Chaoying found that the road up the mountain was actually better than more than 20 years ago, and he couldn't help feeling curious.

Ning Qi explained, "Madam, this road was built by the people living at the foot of the mountain."

“They always assumed you’d come back to live here one day, so they spent a little time every year repairing the road.”

"Besides this one, they also built the road in the back mountain very well."

Tears welled up in Feng Chaoying's eyes. She turned to Chen Lang and said, "Erlang, we can't let the villagers work in vain. Find a reason to make up for it later."

Chen Lang nodded: "Don't worry, Mom, I'll remember it."

Because the road was very flat, the carriage went up the mountain very smoothly. It only took a quarter of an hour for the carriage to arrive at an archway.

Chen Lang looked up and found the words "Qiushan Manor" written on the archway.

Feng Chaoying also lifted the carriage curtain to look at the words and said with emotion, "These four words were written by your father. They were carved by the best craftsman in Linshui at that time."

"I thought these words would also be destroyed, but unexpectedly they were preserved."

Chen Lang said, "Dad's handwriting is really powerful and vigorous."

Feng Chaoying smiled calmly, "Your father's calligraphy isn't great, except for its impressive momentum. But he thinks he's a master calligrapher."

Chen Lang smiled and said, "Dad is quite interesting."

Feng Chaoying's eyes became a little more blurred, and the appearance of her late husband Li Shirong appeared in her mind.

"Aying, look at my handwriting. How do you think it looks? Isn't it majestic and powerful?"

"Frame it later and leave it to my son as a family heirloom."

Feng Chaoying wiped her tears and whispered to the archway, "Shirong, I've brought my son back to see you."

"Your son is a good man with great potential. If your spirit is in heaven, you can rest in peace."

After a moment of sadness, the carriage continued on its way and finally stopped at the gate of the mansion.

Chen Lang asked Ning Wenxu and his sister to rest in the front yard, and he took his mother to walk around the old house.

When they arrived at a house in the backyard, Feng Chaoying suddenly said, "Erlang, I want to go in alone for a while, is that okay?"

Chen Lang nodded: "Okay, I'll wait for you outside."

Feng Chaoying said, "No need. Go to the front yard. There's no one else here. Mother will be fine."

Chen Lang said, "Okay, if you need anything, just call me and I'll be right here."

"Go." Feng Chaoying touched Chen Lang's face and said gently.

Chen Lang came to the front yard, where the Ning siblings were sitting in a daze. They stood up immediately when they saw him.

Chen Lang said, "Take the food down from the car. I'm a little hungry."

Before he finished speaking, a clear voice came from outside the door: "Huh? Isn't this old house already abandoned? Why is there still someone here?"