I have been a county magistrate for ten years. My subordinates insist on giving me a yellow robe.

"What are you standing there for? Come in and talk." Jiang Qiao urged again.

When Jiang Yuan walked into the cell, he felt something was unreal. In this cell whose door could be opened at will, these old men were locked up for more than ten years?

"Father, this cell can be opened at any time, right?" Jiang Yuan asked in a low voice.

Jiang Qiao nodded gently: "Yes, the chains have been broken for several years. The prison warden saw that we were honest and simply didn't change them."

Even though he had been mentally prepared, when he heard this answer, Jiang Yuan was still stunned for a moment before asking in a low voice, "Then why didn't you run?"

"Run? Just because you can run out of this door doesn't mean you can run out of the prison door, let alone me. Oh, forget it. It's hard to explain in a few words. Come in and I'll tell you slowly." Jiang Qiao said, turned around, put away the chessboard, and sat cross-legged on the earthen kang.

"So much time has passed in the blink of an eye, and we have all grown up." Jiang Qiao said with some melancholy.

As a father, how could he not be sad when he was forced to be separated from his children for such a long time?

"You must have suffered a lot, right?" Jiang Qiao said, and without waiting for Jiang Yuan to answer, he smiled bitterly.

How could a child of seven or eight years old not suffer when his parents are not around?

"It's okay, there were some difficulties in the past few years." Jiang Yuan answered honestly.

Jiang Qiao looked at Wang Gang and Li Hu again: "In the blink of an eye, we are all old."

"Yes, old master." Wang Gang nodded quickly.

Jiang Qiao shook his head nonchalantly: "Xiao Hu, thanks to you for helping take care of them."

"It's just a piece of cake!" Li Hu said carelessly.

Jiang Qiao nodded and was about to speak when a loud shout suddenly rang out from the side:

"Old Jiang, shut up! Let me do it!" As he spoke, Old Li, who had been kicked down by Jiang Qiao earlier, ran over happily with a huge stack of papers in his arms.

"Old Jiang's kid is here, you must be telling him what's been going on with you all these years, right? You take a break, let me have this opportunity!"

"Get out of the way and give me some space!" Old Li said as he put the paper in his hand in a clean place. When he turned around again, he had a serious look on his face and a small wooden stick in his hand.

"Everyone, please watch the VCR!"

Jiang Yuan's mouth was wide open and he couldn't close it for a long time. What the hell was going on?

It would be fine if the prison door could be opened but one couldn't get out, but why did they have to come up with such a thing?

"Old Li, you stole my book again. You read it, but you didn't even give it back to me!" A mighty old man suddenly stood up from the crowd, staring at Old Li with a pair of copper-bell-like eyes.

Old Li's neck shrank immediately. "This, you bought it for us to read anyway, and you're a rough man who can't read a single word. What book do you want to read? Of course I have to read it!"

"Old Li, I think you're itching for trouble!" The mighty old man said as he was about to take action, but a group of people quickly stopped him.

"Oh, alright, just give me some face."

“What a big deal!”

"Today is the day when Old Jiang's kid comes looking for us, so forget it!"

The mighty old man then snorted coldly and sat down.

Another hundred years later, Old Li puffed out his chest and looked at Jiang Yuan and the other two with a smug look on his face: "Listen up, boys! I am indeed Li Yanyu, the number one painter of the Zhao Dynasty!"

After saying that, Li Yanyu paused for a while. Seeing that Jiang Yuan and the other two didn't say anything, he couldn't help but scratch his head: "Don't you know him?"

"never heard of that."

"There's no one like you in the world."

"I don't know."

Li Yanyu's mouth twitched fiercely after hearing the three people's answers, and then he waved his hand: "That's not important. What's important is that I had nothing better to do in this cell, so I painted thousands of pictures about your father's life. I just finished it yesterday, and these old guys haven't even seen it yet."

"I have to say, you three are blessed. Today I will open your eyes!"

As Li Yanyu spoke, he waved to Li Hu to bring the brazier outside the cell, and picked up a thick booklet from the top of a pile of papers.

"Everyone, watch carefully. This is a new trick I learned from a book. You just need to use the light from the brazier to illuminate the paper, and a scene will appear that looks like you are watching.

Jiang Yuan and Li Hu looked at each other silently. These were the leftovers from Taiping County.

Just as a group of people were looking at Li Yanyu expectantly, a breeze blew by. Li Hu, who was standing next to Jiang Yuan, felt his shoulders sink, and an old voice sounded in his ears.

"Xiaohu, you've grown so tall."

Li Hu turned his head in disbelief, staring blankly at the white-haired old man behind him.

"you……"

"Who the hell are you?" Li Hu asked somewhat collapsed.

"Ahem, I, I am your second grandfather." The old man said with some guilt.

Li Hu was completely speechless. Damn it! He had finally followed Jiang Yuan here, hoping he could see his grandfather. But instead of seeing his real grandfather, he saw a fake grandfather.

However, before Li Hu could speak, an old man stood up again from the crowd: "Second brother is right, I am your third grandfather!"

Li Hu put on the mask of pain directly, and at the same time another old man stood up.

"Old Three is right, I am your fourth grandfather!"

"Old Four is right, I am the Fifth Grandfather!"

"I'm your fifth grandfather!"

"I'm your sixth grandfather!"

"I'm……"

Soon, dozens of people in the cell stood up, even Li Yanyu, who had been clamoring for everyone to watch the VCR, stood up.

"Boy, they are right. I am Grandpa Seventeen. Come on, call me Grandpa."

Li Hu closed his eyes with a distorted expression, his whole body trembling. He didn't find his real grandfather, but a bunch of people pretending to be grandfathers came.

Jiang Yuan nudged Li Hu calmly. "What are you thinking? There are so many uncles, and none of them look simple. Just acknowledge them one by one and that's it."

"Xiao Hu, what are you doing? Why don't you say hello to your second grandfather and the others?"

As a deep voice sounded, Li Hu trembled all over and turned to look at the person who came.

A tall figure, white hair fluttering in the wind, a familiar yet slightly unfamiliar face.

"Grandpa!" Li Hu rushed over excitedly.

"Xiaohu, you are so grown up, why are you still like a child?" Li Canglan smiled.

Li Hu wiped the corners of his wet eyes, his voice choking: "Grandpa, why are you here? Is there anyone who can hold you captive?"

Li Canglan was about to speak when Li Yanyu suddenly rushed over and glared at everyone fiercely, "Don't say anything!"

"I spent ten years painting their story. Anyone who dares not let me go will be killed!"

Jiang Qiao came up cheerfully: "Okay, okay, then you go ahead and talk, Old Li."

Li Yanyu nodded contentedly, walked to the prepared drawing paper, and picked up the small wooden stick with a solemn expression.

"Please watch the VCR!"