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

Tang Shuang was holding a black flour steamed bun. She slowly took two steps sideways to block the woman, and leisurely waved the black flour steamed bun in front of them: "Black flour steamed bun, delicious."

Silang followed suit, put the black steamed bun into his mouth, took a big bite, and raised the rest in his hand high.

Many people in the distance saw this. The children and servants were still eating their black-floured steamed buns. How could they have the nerve to come and rob them? The three women knew they were in the wrong and retreated tactfully, quickly going to eat their own black-floured steamed buns. If they didn't eat them now, they might not get their share. The men in the house wouldn't be full with just one bun, and if they ate all theirs, they would go hungry.

But the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, as well as another woman, were unwilling to give in. They continued to stare at Old Madam Jing greedily, as if they wished they could snatch her away.

Jing Chunxi had just heard his aunts muttering in the background. He knew that this old woman's surname was Wang, and she was his maternal grandfather's cousin three or four generations removed. She usually only followed the closest relatives to beg for money. They were actually distant relatives, not even related by a hair's breadth. They were already five generations apart. If she hadn't been so close to other clan members for profit, she might not have been exiled.

"This was bought by my mother to honor my grandparents. We were reluctant to eat it. How dare you come up to me and want to have a bite? You old man, do you think you're right? Be careful, God will take revenge on the old." Jing Chunxi had lived for more than 20 years in his two lives, and he didn't live in vain. He was so bold as to say something offensive.

"Besides, my uncle, aunt, cousins, and the servants we brought with us couldn't bear to eat a single bite. We still ate the black-faced steamed buns issued by the officials, just to save a few bites for grandparents to have an extra meal. Do you think you are our ancestor?"

After Jing Chunxi finished speaking, she snatched a black steamed bun from Tang Shuang's hand and took a big bite, pretending to chew it with great enthusiasm, eating it with gusto. However, she was only chewing for show, not daring to swallow it quickly for fear of choking and sore throat.

"Haha, your mother? Who is your mother? Your mother can send you white flour buns, but you were exiled? I'm afraid you are a bastard!"

The old woman was not a good person to begin with, but she was quick-witted and reacted immediately. She had already remembered that she was Jing Qiurong's daughter. She rushed over as if she wanted to eat Jing Chunxi.

"See who dares to bully my cousin."

"You're the bastard, otherwise why do you always bark at people?"

Erlang and Saburo stepped forward, and someone pulled Jing Chunxi back. He blocked the attack completely, but still took the old woman's age into consideration and did not take any action, but just smoothed his arm.

Oh my god, the fight is about to start. Jing Chunxi really wants his cousins ​​to hit that old woman a few times, or even try to trip her up. He's even thought of some cheering words. The old woman is fat and short, and Tang Shuang can knock her down with just two punches. There's no need to be afraid of her.

"Sister Xi, step back. I'm going to knock her away with one palm." Dalangge was handsome and mighty. He immediately made the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms move. His horse stance was steady and majestic, like a general about to go to the battlefield.

This display of the boys, even if it was just practice, scared Old Lady Wang. She paused in her rush, but she almost couldn't stand because she rushed forward so fast. If it weren't for her daughter-in-law who helped her, she would have definitely fallen flat on her face.

Perhaps feeling that he had lost face in front of the crowd, he still spoke harshly, with an air of a dead pig fearless of heat: "Why don't you guys do it? I can't stand up, so I'll just sleep on the cart."

Seeing that no one was following behind her, she could only pretend to be powerful. She took two steps back in frustration, glared at her useless daughter-in-law and the other woman who had already retreated, and scolded her daughter-in-law: "Useless thing."

Su only dared to encourage the people around him to rush first and then follow behind when there were many people around. He would act like a turtle when there were few people around.

The old woman was still mumbling, staring at Dalang and Jing Chunxi with disdain: "My granddaughter was exiled with him, please... please..."

The fat body, which was clearly unable to move, suddenly turned around and shouted at the tribesmen over there: "Did her daughter give it to her? A daughter is so nice, haha... She must have been divorced and even her granddaughter was exiled with her. She can't even raise her own daughter. Thank you, huh, and I'm still helping you?"

Her words suddenly exploded like thunder in the crowd, and everyone seemed to wake up suddenly. Everyone looked over. It was really because of Jing Chunxi's age that they could tell at a glance that she was the little girl from the Marquis' Mansion who had followed them this morning.

Those who were watching closely began to spread the news to the back, and the crowd erupted in excitement. Everyone knew that the young lady from the Marquis' Mansion, who was only a few years old, had also been exiled. Those who had been munching on their steamed buns with their heads down, and those who had eaten their fill and were waiting to watch the show, all looked different, some gloating, some stunned.

In this way, people have all kinds of ideas, and everyone's brain is turning like a wheel.

Even the people at the Grand General's Mansion were surprised. They'd just learned that Sister Xi had come along, and they were overwhelmed with confusion and grief. They hadn't recovered for a moment, and hadn't even thought of this! Could it be that the Marquis of Pingyuan didn't even want their own granddaughter anymore? And would they agree to let her go into exile with them? Qiu Rong wanted to keep this a secret from the Marquis' Mansion, but it wouldn't last long.

"Sister Xi, come here, grandma wants to ask you something." Before others raised any more questions, Old Madam Jing put down the steamed bun in her hand and greeted her granddaughter. Her heart suddenly shrank and she felt a little painful: something happened to her daughter.

"Sister Xi..."

Jing Chunxi seemed to be oblivious to the voices behind him. All he could hear was the buzzing conversations of the people in front of him. Now was not the time to explain to his grandmother. He had to resolve the issues in front of him, otherwise the clan would be in chaos.

"I felt something was wrong just now. I didn't even notice that the daughter of the Marquis of Pingyang had come along! If the Marquis of Pingyang still had some respect, why were there only Qiu Rong and a few others when they saw us off just now?"

"Yes, even if the Marquis and the Prince can't see you off, at least someone should come to take care of things."

"If she hadn't been divorced, how could the granddaughter of a noble marquis be exiled? If she could protect so many of our children, why didn't she protect her in the capital?"