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

The person leading them was a dark, thin young man, in the growth stage, and short due to not having enough to eat. However, he looked better than the starving people in the city, at least he wasn't so exhausted that he had to lie down in the sun.

Although he is thin, his eyes are still clear.

Living outside the city, at least you can eat tree bark and dig grass roots to solve your two meals. You are luckier than those people in the city who can't even find tree bark.

After eating, Ah Qi bought a few steamed buns from the shop next door. Except for the two he had given to the boy, he tied the rest to his waist in a cloth bag, ready for use on the road.

The boy took the steamed bun but was reluctant to eat it right away. He only broke off half of it and put it in his mouth, and carefully stuffed the rest into his arms.

Then he freed his hand to take out the half he had been biting, put it back in his mouth and took a small bite. He took the rest and slowly broke it apart with his hands, occasionally popping a small piece into his mouth. He ate it in a way that he didn't want to waste any of the crumbs, nor did he want to eat too fast. He chewed each bite carefully, as if he was savoring something rare.

Ah Qi told him, "Go to Liu Guangfa's house first, and then you can take the other families along."

The boy nodded to show that he understood, but did not say anything. He just walked forward silently, at a fast pace.

Although I knew the village was near the town, I didn't expect it to happen so quickly. Less than a mile from the town, the young man pointed to the densely packed houses ahead and said, "This is called Ciqikou Village. Liu Guangfa made his fortune in this village. His old house has only been occupied for the past six months. The long-term workers at the porcelain kiln were all dismissed and had no food to eat."

Jing Chunxi actually understood what the boy said. It was a mixture of dialect and Mandarin. The young man's accent was relatively light, so it sounded clear enough, at least he could understand it.

As the stranger walked into the village, some people began to come out to watch, but not many.

At first, the villagers looked at them with a bit of evasiveness, but when they saw that they were dressed in ordinary clothes and walked in, they stopped being on guard.

There were also some elderly people who were basking in the sun in the corner of their house. When they saw them, they opened their eyes and took a look. They were all in poor condition, with dark faces, and not a single one looked rosy.

The atmosphere in the village seemed a bit depressing, and occasionally a few dogs could be heard barking.

A little kid even asked the boy specifically, "Who are you looking for?" The boy answered with a name in the local dialect with a heavy accent, but Jing Chunxi and the others couldn't understand it. It should be Liu Guangfa's nickname in the village, just like Goudan and Gousheng.

After hearing this, the children understood and ran excitedly in front of them to lead the way.

Maybe they ran too fast and too actively, and were scolded by the old man in the corner of the room. They couldn't understand what he said, but they could feel the blame in the old man's tone, and the children didn't care.

"A wealthy man actually lives in a mud house."

Several children stopped in front of a mud-brick wall. There was not even a door on the wall. It looked a bit shabby. No wonder Frosting screamed.

Jing Chunxi also felt that for a big boss like him, it was really a bit unreasonable to live in the old house in such a state.

When the young man heard what Tang Shuang said, he turned around and looked at her, seeming to be very dissatisfied with her words. Even though they were not related to her, he actually had some protective feelings towards her.

Frosting quickly stuck out her tongue and made a face as an apology.

The children shouted loudly inside, which was quite noisy, and no one came out for a long time.

Ah Qi hurried forward, wanting to knock on the door but unable to do so. He shouted inside, "Is Mr. Liu here?"

Seeing that there was no movement, the young man pulled the guard's sleeve, whispered something to him, pointed to the eaves of the house opposite, then walked over and sat directly on the big rock under the eaves of the neighbor's house.

Although I didn't know what he said, I understood his meaning. It was nothing more than saying that he had brought it here, and there was nothing for him to do, so he was just waiting there.

There was no response for a long time, and no one came out, but there was a sound from inside.

Ah Qi walked straight in. It was a long time before they saw him come out. There was no one behind him, and everyone was disappointed.

But Ah Qi said, "Miss, come in. Mr. Liu is at home."

This boss doesn't seem very enthusiastic!

As they went in one by one, the children who led the way also rushed in. After entering, they ran forward in a swarm, as if they were going to tell someone a message.

"Such a big yard?" Frost exclaimed again. This house didn't even have a door, yet it occupied such a large area.

When I walked in and saw the big yard, I found that the house was still under construction, but it should have been completed just now. Looking across the yard, I saw a row of new houses.

The yard was littered with mud bricks, old horizontal bars, broken rafters, and several large piles of dirt that had not been cleaned up in time.

The newly built house is made of blue bricks and tiles, and it doesn’t look very grand in appearance. The person who built the house at this time was not someone who was short of money.

They saw that the front yard was the old house that had been demolished, and the brick and tile house in the back was the newly built courtyard house. It was impossible to tell from the outside how many courtyards there were.

When we were almost at the gate of the new house, we saw an old man in his fifties or sixties standing out. He looked very healthy and his eyes showed that he was very smart.

He was not wearing a long gown of silk or satin, but clothes and trousers made of fine cotton.

He stared at the four of them without showing any enthusiasm.

Ah Qi whispered to Jing Chunxi, "This is Liu Guangfa, he only made his fortune a dozen years ago."