An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

The 27th day of the twelfth lunar month,

The fishermen have packed up their boats and returned home, the small markets have closed, and the New Year atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger.

The children liked to play together more and more. Sanlang and Silang went to hunt mice twice. Once they roasted them directly in the wild and ate them. Another time they went to someone else's house to have a snack. When they came back they only dared to brag to the maids, old women and children about how delicious the mouse meat was, but no one believed them. They didn't dare to tell their elders about it for fear of being beaten.

Sanlang and Silang had run through every corner of the village. Even if they were blindfolded and thrown into any alley, they would be able to crawl out. Wherever they went out, people would greet them, and there was no other child they didn't know.

noon,

A group of children who played together rushed to their house, but no one else went in. Only Shiro ran in, panting and yelling, "Grandfather! Grandfather!"

He ran out of breath to the main hall, where Jing Yongcheng was still drinking tea, pouring it by himself. Silang's impetuous behavior was met with a sullen rebuke from Jing Yongcheng: "What's the matter?"

Shi Lang smiled and was not afraid of his grandfather's expression. He said happily, "We have guests at home."

Jing Yongcheng glared at him and said, "Just bring the guests home. Why are you yelling?"

But he still stood up and looked out the door. He was feeling depressed. Yesterday, they had slaughtered a pig, and everyone who was supposed to come had already arrived. How could there be any guests? Was it necessary to make such a fuss to bring in guests from the village?

However, the carriage at the door was too gorgeous, with its maroon silk with dark patterns and a gold-rimmed carriage shed. It was too conspicuous, so it was no wonder that the children in the village surrounded it, eager to take a few more glances at it.

Normally, such a fine carriage would only appear in the capital. No one in the capital would dare to display such a style unless they were members of the imperial family or a century-old family. And it was impossible for anyone from the capital to come at this time. Even if Eunuch Li came to announce the imperial decree, he would not have been able to travel such a long distance in a carriage. The magnificent carriage would have been dusty by the time it arrived.

Jing Yongcheng stared at the door for a long time but saw no one come in. At this time, the old lady in the next room also heard the noise and came out, but she just stood on the steps and looked outside.

Finally, Zhuang went out and chased the noisy children outside: "Why are you blocking the door? Go play." But the children would not leave. The car was so beautiful that they had never seen one in their lives. They wanted to see it again and again.

A gorgeous carriage just blocked the main gate, and there was a man sitting on a horse behind it. Perhaps because the weather was too cold or to avoid the wind and sand, the man on the horse was wearing a hat. Even sitting on the horse, one could see that he was tall. The man looked a little familiar, but no one could guess who he was.

The man was also looking into the house. Seeing the old lady and the old general coming out from the steps, he dismounted and bowed respectfully from a distance: "Old General, Old Lady, I am here to celebrate the New Year with you."

"It's Young Master Tao." Not only Silang, but the other exiled children recognized his voice and saw the familiar figure.

Jing Yongcheng was puzzled and surprised: "Master Tao?"

Considering that it was possible that it was Prince Yan's troops who took him away, it made sense for him to ride in such a luxurious carriage.

Heizi got off the carriage and closed the curtain tightly. He did not go into the house and blocked the back of the carriage with his body, probably to prevent anyone from lifting the curtain out of curiosity.

Tao Jin threw the reins to the groom and strode forward. He approached the steps where Jing Yongcheng and the old lady were standing, bowed again, and said, "Excuse me for disturbing you, old general. Let's go in and talk."

This kid suddenly became inexplicably mysterious. Jing Yongcheng also sensitively sensed that something was wrong with Heizi's actions just now, and quickly made an invitation gesture to Tao Jin to let him into the house.

Then he shouted at Shi Lang, who was still standing next to him, "Hurry up and have fun! What can you do?"

The old general's roar was a bit loud, but it was still quite intimidating. However, his expression was too serious, and he was so big that the children were still a bit scared. By the time Tao Jin stepped forward, most of the children at the door had already dispersed, and those who didn't run away also took several steps back to see what else was going on.

"Okay, okay, go play! Come back later to eat candies and melon seeds." Zhuang hurried out to smooth things over. She also realized that Tao Jin's sudden arrival was a bit strange, so she hurriedly sent the children away at the door.

Jing Yongcheng calmly led Tao Jin into the house, while Heizi still stood there motionless.

After Zhuang drove the others away, Sanlang and Silang finally cooperated and pulled away the last two who still wanted to watch the fun.

They really wanted to squeeze in and say hello to Heizi, but seeing that Heizi was motionless and had a stern expression, it seemed that he didn't want anyone to get close to him. Thinking of their grandfather's suddenly serious face, they felt a little reluctant and didn't dare to go forward. They ran away!

Heizi brought another tall man who was also wearing a black suit and a hat. They came in after all the children were sent away. After they came in, Zhuang and Nanny Wang closed the door.

Jing Yongcheng did not lead them to the main hall, but to the still empty west wing.

There are four rooms in total in the east and west wings. Originally, one side was planned to be used as a study and the other side as a warehouse, so they have never been moved.

Tang Shuang and Jing Mingrong brought in a few chairs. Zhuang followed Jing Yongcheng's instructions and called Jing Changning and Jing Chunxi over before closing the door and leaving.

Only then did the two people's hats come off.

The old lady exclaimed: "Heizi's mother!" She thought it was a man with such a tall and burly figure, but she didn't expect it to be Heizi's mother.

Jing Changning and Jing Yongcheng looked at Tao Jin sternly, wanting to hear his explanation. A serious criminal was brought to their home for no reason. This was an extremely dangerous thing, and Tao Jin actually dared to do it.

Jing Chunxi stared at Tao Jin as he untied his cap, silently muttering, "Leaving early, feeling guilty. Is he fulfilling his promise?" But how did Heizi's mother get out? It didn't look like a robbery or a prison break.

Tao Jin turned his gaze from Jing Chunxi to Jing Yongcheng: "Call her Sister Sun! The original Heizi's mother is dead."

Without her cap, Sun was still as tall as ever, but her stature was limited to her frame. She was thinner now, her eyes sunken and their sockets very pronounced, and she looked incredibly tired. She looked like she hadn't eaten in days and had been brought here directly from the farm. She must have changed her clothes in the car, otherwise she would have looked even more disheveled.

The farm is really not a place for people to stay, fortunately they didn't go in.

The scar on that half of her face was still very hideous, and because of her pale face, the scar had also turned slightly white, not as red as it was originally, but it was ugly enough to scare a child to tears.

Seeing Tao Jin mention her, Sun Sao knelt down, followed by Heizi, who had been standing there nervously since entering. He was no longer as dark as before, and his face had gained a few pounds of flesh. He looked smart in a servant's uniform, but still far from handsome. Even without looking at his wolf-like eyes, he always felt different from the children he usually saw.