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"Did your uncle go to Yamen Village to visit your grandparents?"

Jing Chunxi asked tentatively, a hint of caution in her voice. She raised her head slightly, her eyes full of anticipation.

If they had already met, they believed that the supernatural grandparents in their bodies would not hide it. After all, she still needed to clean up the gold mine they dug up, and it would take her space to solve it. They knew in their hearts that this matter involved the future of the family.

"No! It's not the time yet." When Jing Changjiang said this, sadness appeared in his eyes again, his brows were slightly furrowed, and there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

He often traveled between Cangwu County and Leizhou, so it was not too difficult for them to meet, but for safety reasons, he did not dare to disturb his relatives.

He was fully aware of his responsibilities. If his whereabouts were exposed, not only would his own safety be endangered, but his family would also be put in danger. He sighed, his voice low and slow, as if filled with endless regret.

"It's my uncle who's being unfilial." Jing Changjiang lowered his head, his voice filled with self-blame. He clenched his hands, his knuckles turning slightly white, and his heart was filled with guilt. He felt that he had failed in his responsibilities as a son, not being there for his parents and causing them to worry.

Hearing her uncle's self-blaming words, Jing Chunxi couldn't help but smile. Her smile was filled with relief, an attempt to console her uncle. She whispered, "My aunt and my cousins ​​are all doing their best to show filial piety on your behalf. Even my cousin Mingzhu is very sensible and sweet-talking, and knows how to please Grandpa and Grandma."

A hint of tenderness flashed in her eyes, and the smile on her lips deepened as she thought of the little moments she had spent with the little glutinous rice dumpling. She knew her uncle was sad, so she deliberately mentioned these things to reassure him, hoping that he would feel a little relieved.

Seeing the smile on Jing Chunxi's face as she thought of the little glutinous rice dumpling, Jing Changjiang's human skin mask moved, and a smile finally appeared in his eyes. He looked at his niece, and his eyes became a little softer.

He knew Jing Chunxi was a sensible child, always considerate of others and never complaining about his own predicament. Otherwise, he wouldn't have traveled so far. He nodded slightly in response.

"Did Uncle meet Dalang?" Jing Chunxi asked again, a hint of anticipation in her tone. Thinking of her family in Leizhou, her heart was filled with warmth. The thought of seeing Dalang and Sanlang soon filled her with joy, a rare glint of excitement flashing in her eyes.

"Yeah! That brat is almost as tall as his uncle, and he's very strong." Speaking of his eldest son, Jing Changjiang's tone was full of pride, and a proud smile appeared in his eyes. He gestured with his hands, referring to Dalangge's height, his eyes full of satisfaction.

"So the eldest uncle should be happy. The eldest brother can help. The second brother is also studying hard. He will definitely have a great future. But the fourth brother..." Jing Chunxi smiled slightly and shook her head helplessly: "Childish!" She shook her head with a smile on her lips.

Brother Silang did do some things that made people laugh and cry, but she also understood that this was just the child's innocent side. As the youngest boy in the family, they probably didn't think of training him in the military camp. They probably just wanted him to be a leisurely young man.

He then spoke to his uncle about the children who had stayed at Qingshan Manor, focusing especially on how Liu Lang and Jin Jie'er were faring at the manor. Jing Changjiang listened patiently, not missing a single word.

Knowing that my own children and the children in the clan are all doing well, and that they can all read and write without any of them growing up badly, I feel even more grateful towards my sister's family.

Suddenly remembering the letter in the space, Jing Chunxi stood up and pretended to search for it in the package. Turning around, she handed her mother's letter to Jing Changjiang. "Read it first. Mother made several sets of clothes for your uncle, and he'll take them with him when he leaves." Her voice was soft and gentle, and she also said that her mother reminded her uncle to take care of his health and not overwork himself.

Jing Changjiang read the letter from his only biological sister very quickly, scanning ten lines before rereading them again word by word. His eyes were focused and serious, trying to understand the important information contained in every word.

After reading the letter, he raised his head and his eyes changed when he looked at Jing Chunxi. "You are quite capable, I wonder what kind of magic potion you have fed to the elders. Grandfather, grandmother and your third uncle all wrote to me, asking me to listen to you, little girl. Even your mother is no exception." There was a hint of surprise and ridicule in his tone, as if he was saying that Jing Chunxi had some magical power that made everyone trust her so much.

Jing Chunxi picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of tea for her uncle. She calmed herself down, her tone full of pride. "Hehe! Uncle, you don't know, do you? Sister Xi doesn't have any magic potion, but my grandparents say I'm a lucky star. My fairy aunt helped me predict many things in advance, which saved the Jing family a lot of hardships."

When she said this, Jing Chunxi kept staring into Jing Changjiang's eyes, wanting to see how he would react to her statement. Her eyes were firm and confident, trying hard to make her uncle believe that everything she said was true.

"Uncle, do you believe Sister Xi? The dog emperor doesn't even know that there is a gold mine in Cangwu! Only the fairy aunt has this ability." Jing Changjiang stared at him thoughtfully, but remained silent.

Jing Chunxi added, "The Fairy Auntie told Sister Xi in a dream that the Jing family was exiled, so I packed a lot of things in advance." She paused and continued, "She also told me that as long as we unite as one, we will be able to overcome the difficulties."

Jing Chunxi knew that his few words might not convince Jing Changjiang, and he didn't want to go too far. He simply snatched the empty teacup from his hand and turned it gently in front of his eyes.

She smiled slightly, and with a flick of her finger, the teacup vanished without a trace. Jing Changjiang's heartbeat slowed, and he looked intently at Jing Chunxi. She flicked her finger again, and the teacup was back in her hand. Jing Chunxi placed it back in his uncle's hand, then poured him another cup of tea.

"The Fairy Aunt sometimes tells me things and gave me a large storage space with mountains, water, and a large house. Uncle, do you want to take a look?" The two looked at each other, and Jing Changjiang hesitated and didn't say anything. He thought for a moment, then looked at Jing Chunxi again, his eyes filled with confusion, but also with a hint of anticipation.

Thinking about the letters he had received in quick succession, where his parents, brother, and sister had all urged him to trust his niece unconditionally, he sighed and nodded, indicating his willingness to believe her.

"Sister Xi is indeed a lucky star." Jing Changjiang said this without any doubt, believing what Jing Chunxi and all her family members said. There was a bit more trust in his eyes, as if he had completely accepted everything Jing Chunxi said.

Jing Chunxi was not in a hurry. She thought about Xu Zize who was still waiting in the space, and hurriedly took out the letter from Prince Yan to Jing Changjiang from her arms.

She handed the letter to Jing Changjiang and said softly, "Uncle, this is a letter from Prince Yan to you. Please take a look." There was a hint of concern in her tone, and she tried her best to remind her uncle to pay attention to the contents of the letter.