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

There was nothing he could do about his granddaughter, but his third son had been walking behind with his niece just now. Seeing that his mother's anger was directed at him, Jing Changning knew that he was in the wrong.

He didn't dare to come near because he was just dumped by his niece. The old lady and everyone else thought that he was the culprit, otherwise why would they feel guilty?

I don't know what my niece just said, but I don't dare to get close to her. It's too embarrassing to be beaten by my mother at such an old age, and my nieces and nephews are here. But I still nodded unconsciously to Madam Jing, acknowledging that I knew.

The old lady was even more angry. She knew that her son had agreed. Otherwise, why would her granddaughter follow her for so long? Her son must have set an ambush for her. So: My daughter also knew that Sister Xi had followed?

"Grandma, don't be angry. Sister Xi will help you calm down." Jing Chunxi noticed the changes in the old woman's eyes and thought she wouldn't get angry anymore.

"Grandpa's good Xier! You are still young and don't know the danger of exile." Old Madam Jing sighed and touched her crooked hair bun. She also knew that they had walked at least twenty miles in half a day. What should she do?

The women in the General's Mansion were fine; most of them came from military families. Even she, nearly sixty, could easily walk dozens of miles. But Xi Jie'er had been pampered since she was a child. She probably wouldn't have walked as many miles in eight years combined. And how could the roads of exile be compared to the bluestone pavements of the capital? She was so distressed. If she had seen her earlier, she should have sent her back, or let her ride in the cart with the old man. After all, the cart was big enough to accommodate a small child.

"Sister Xi, when we get to the next town, we'll find someone to send you back." Zhuang was also very depressed. It was already unfair for them to be exiled, so how could they have to deal with a delicate niece? She would be heartbroken if her aunt didn't feel sorry for her. If the boy dared to do this, she would definitely spank him until his skin was peeling.

"Aunt isn't afraid that someone will kidnap me. Sister Xi doesn't dare to go with strangers. I'm not going anywhere. I'll just go into exile with you."

After saying that, he turned his gaze to Jing Changning: "The exile was discussed by mother and third uncle." He shifted the blame completely.

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Jing Changning was nearly overwhelmed by the dozens of glares he glared at. He felt a pang of bitterness, but he had to shoulder the blame. After all, he had walked dozens of miles with her. He could only smile wryly and say, "Sister Xi is just like my elder sister—very stubborn!" Then he threw his hands up, looking nonchalant, to show that he had no choice but to do what he was told.

Fortunately, it was not his usual duty attire, otherwise this expression would definitely be very incongruous and weird.

"Isn't Xi'er younger than me? Why are you walking so far?" ten-year-old Silang asked his mother in a low voice, growing worried. He looked at Jing Chunxi's tiny arms and legs with disdain, feeling that if she continued walking like this, her legs would definitely break. Although the two of them usually got into a quarrel and quarrel when they met, and they were disgusted by each other, he still felt a sense of protection at this moment.

Everyone had a sad look on their face, and they all started to complain about Jing Qiurong and Jing Changning, saying that they were ignorant and blaming them for not caring for the children.

Si Yan also felt that her husband had gone too far. After all, it was such a big deal, and he should have informed his family. So she angrily confronted Jing Changning. Although she was the daughter of a scholarly family, she no longer spoke softly, but rather spoke in a fiery tone: "Husband, if you had told me earlier, would Mother have allowed Sister Xi to come with us?"

Jing Changning: ...I was wrong, I was wrong, is that not okay? If it were possible, he would want to call Jing Chunxi "Auntie" now.

Jing Yongcheng, who had heard the argument, woke up slowly. Jing Chunxi was sitting closest to him. Seeing this, he quickly reached out his hand and gently brushed it across his grandfather's forehead as if unintentionally: Fortunately, fortunately, he didn't have a high fever from last night to today, otherwise it would be troublesome.

This means that the medicine in the space is very useful, and perhaps the well water has also contributed to it. She raised her brows and boasted: "Haha, mother said that Sister Xi is a blessed person. Grandpa's coming here can turn misfortune into good fortune."

She didn't like the dull atmosphere. Since it was a fait accompli, wouldn't it be better to just accept her? She came to redeem herself.

Jing Yongcheng touched her little hand, and knew that his granddaughter was concerned about him and comforting him. He sighed and said, "You are a disobedient child!" His voice was a little hoarse and helpless. He must have heard what was said just now.

Jing Chunxi laughed: "Grandpa, mother is worried about you, and sister Xi is also worried. I can do it now. Mother and third uncle know it." After saying that, he clenched his little fist and shook it in front of his grandfather.

Shi Lang was speechless and contemptuous: Weakling!

Jing Yongcheng still didn't know about his daughter and granddaughter's return yesterday and reported it in advance. He complained to his wife and eldest daughter-in-law, "Don't entrust your daughter to others. At worst, you can send her back to Lingnan when you meet a caravan you know and trust."

"Yes! No rush! Send grandpa to Lingnan, and Uncle Zhou Wei will send Sister Xi back." Jing Chunxi said this specifically to his grandfather.

When Zhou Wei was mentioned, the old general looked for his son. Jing Changning had already squeezed past him. The old general asked him questioningly, "Is Zhou Wei out?"

Jing Changning quickly looked at him and nodded, then looked at the old lady. Finally, all three of them fell silent. Jing Yongcheng didn't believe that his granddaughter would mention the name of the captain of the guards in the general's mansion for no reason. He couldn't even remember his name.

So was there a reason for the granddaughter to come along now? Did Zhou Wei go along, or did he go earlier? Wasn't he there during the house search? Given Zhou Wei's position in the family home, he didn't believe the raiders would leave anyone alive. He should be imprisoned no matter what.

Jing Yongcheng had been unconscious since he was carried back, and Old Madam Jing was not imprisoned in the same cell with them, so there were some things that Jing Changning had not had the time to explain to them in detail.

But Jing Chunxi knew that he would not be sent back to Beijing, and he couldn't help but feel happy and looked forward to the journey ahead: I am still here, I am proud, I am a bodyguard for the Jing family!

Little Mingzhu was confused and didn't know why the adults suddenly stopped talking. Why was Cousin Xi so excited after being beaten by her grandmother?

But I know that cousin Xi can travel with them in the future: happy!

Everyone in the family agreed, and other people would not raise any objections even if they had their own ideas. They also knew that now was not a good time to send Sister Xi back. If they could not guarantee her safety, it would be better to follow her.

Although Jing Mingyue didn't understand why her cousin had come with her, she wasn't angry anymore. She even leaned closer to Jing Chunxi, her face a dark cloud that had covered her face all day, and now the sky was clearing up: she had her cousin to accompany her on the road.