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

There was originally a large open space in the backyard, but two large rows of houses have been built on the left and right along the front wall. It was originally thought that the backyard, which was built as a sweet potato workshop, was only used for living.

Red lanterns hung under the eaves, swaying gently in the breeze, adding a touch of warmth and tranquility. In the corner, a few green bamboos swayed in the wind, making rustling sounds, as if telling of the peaceful years.

"My family lives in three rooms. The doorman and the cook's family in the backyard also live here. Two masters from the sweet potato workshop live across the street. The remaining three rooms are private schools." Qiaoqiao explained the functions of the two rows of houses clearly like a little adult.

Following the two little girls Mingzhu and Qiaoqiao strolling around in the back, I learned that the land for building the workshop was bought from the village later. It was a large workshop about ten feet away from the backyard.

Mingzhu pointed to the sweet potato workshop in the distance and said with a smile, "Sister, that's the sweet potato workshop. Although there's a bit of a strange smell, it won't come this way."

The family drama in the main hall didn't last long, because as night fell, the meal was cooked, and people from the front yard came to the back yard one after another.

Children were running around, while adults were busy serving food and scooping up rice. The aroma of the food was so exciting that everyone's faces were filled with happy smiles.

In the large open space between the two rows of houses in the backyard, eight large tables were set up, laden with a sumptuous feast. There was boiled chicken, lemon duck, taro-braised pork, spicy pork knuckle, sweet and sour spare ribs, steamed fish, braised prawns, and a variety of seasonal vegetables. Every dish was incredibly colorful, fragrant, and mouth-watering.

"Knowing you'd be arriving today, several cousins ​​came early this morning to help slaughter the pigs, chickens, and ducks." Jing Chunxi felt a surge of warmth in her heart when she heard these words. She knew this was her family's care and concern for her. She looked at the food in front of her, her heart filled with gratitude.

As Jing Chunxi was ushered in to the table, he realized that Jing Yongjian, Jing Yongqiang, as well as Jing Changdu and Jing Changming's families, had all arrived. Every family member was in good spirits. From the oldest to the youngest, the patches on their bodies were gone, and the children's faces were rosy, and they had regained their confidence.

The second aunt greeted with a smile, "Sister Xi has grown a lot taller and more beautiful." The second aunt's voice was gentle and kind. She looked at Jing Chunxi with eyes full of love, which made Jing Chunxi blush. Looking at everyone's familiar faces, her heart was filled with warmth.

"That's right. It's still the water in the capital that nourishes people. Look at what we have become."

"Don't you see Qiu Rong's appearance? There were few noble ladies in the capital who were prettier than her."

"Sister Xi, come here quickly and let Sister Daqing take a look."

They were all familiar faces, so Jing Chunxi took the initiative to greet them without anyone leading him.

"It might be difficult to sort things out after dark, so we'll have to ask everyone to come back tomorrow afternoon to pick them up." Jing Chunxi warned them that someone might disturb their sleep early tomorrow morning. She watched everyone busying around, feeling a little worried. But her worries were quickly dispelled.

"They've all been collected, don't worry, miss." Grandpa Xiaobei and Jingyi stood up, smiling. Jingyi said, "Each family's bundles have been marked with strips of cloth, and they've all been put into one cart. Uncle Xiaobei and I just divided them up."

The old lady sitting at the head of the table with the female elders smiled and praised, "You are quite quick. You know how anxious everyone is."

As soon as she said this, people from all over the family came out to express their gratitude, including Jing Qiurong, Xie Jing Chunxi, Xie Xiaobei's grandfather and Jing Yi, General Xie, and Madam Xie. Everyone expressed their gratitude, and the whole backyard was filled with warmth and harmony.

The women at the tables began to talk about the gifts the children had made, even discussing what they had written in their letters. True to their bond, everyone was eager to open the gifts they had received. The women gathered together, chatting about every detail of their children's lives. Seeing the handmade gifts, their faces lit up with joy.

Some children gave hand-knitted scarves, some gave hand-painted paintings, and some gave small accessories they made themselves. We also received a lot of underwear and handkerchiefs. Each gift carried the children's heartfelt feelings, and the elders also felt the strong family love, knowing that the children were well taught, which comforted them.

Jing Chunxi, who was originally asked by his aunt and grandmother to sit at the same table, did not want to be so restrained with them. After chatting with the elders for a few words, he sat at the table with the girls.

She walked to Jing Mingyue and sat down. Suddenly she saw Jing Mingrong sitting next to her and was stunned.

Jing Mingrong called out "Cousin Xi", wanting to get closer but not knowing how to start. The corners of her mouth just twitched slightly, and unlike the others whose smiles were not genuine from the heart, hers was a little lonely.

Perhaps he heard the elders around him talking about the children of Qingshan Villa, bragging about how their children were doing in school and at handicrafts, and what gifts they had given to their families.

Jing Chunxi felt Jing Mingrong's eyes darken, a look of desolation in them. Thinking of his journey into exile, and then the regret and sorrow on his face before leaving, she felt a pity for him. She looked at Jing Mingrong with sympathy, knowing she needed more care and support to gradually overcome the haze within her.

"What are you thinking about? Sweet and sour pork ribs, your favorite." A piece of pork ribs with a rich caramel aroma was put into the bowl. Jing Chunxi didn't care about anything else and just lowered his head to take a bite and put it in his mouth. "Thank you, cousin Mingyue, you have become beautiful again."

Jing Chunxi's words were sincere. Jing Mingyue, who was almost sixteen, was very tall, with a curvy figure, more than a head taller than her. Her delicate and bright face did not resemble her uncle at all.

She has a high nose bridge, a round nose tip, and big eyes that seem to be able to speak. Although her face resembles her aunt, she is much more beautiful than her aunt. She is beautiful and dignified, bright and heroic. She fully combines the physical advantages of her aunt and grandmother, without losing the bold, careful, cheerful and capable character of the General's family.

Jing Chunxi looked at Jing Mingyue and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, her cousin is really getting more and more beautiful. But she is also worried that her cousin is old enough to be married, but she is wasting her time because she is stuck in this corner.

"Look in the mirror before you talk about others. Don't say you don't know." Jing Mingyue pinched Jing Chunxi's face, which was slightly tanned but delicate and elastic, and said with a bit of jealousy, "Grandmother and mother always say that you have a blessed face. I think it's more than just a blessing. It will bring disaster to the country and the people." Jing Mingyue's words made Jing Chunxi stunned. She looked at Jing Mingyue, feeling a little amused.

"You can't joke like that." Jing Chunxi felt the pain of Jing Mingyue grabbing his face, and quickly moved to touch Jing Mingyue's armpits, which tickled her. She kept dodging and laughing inwardly. This amused Qiaoqiao and Mingzhu, who were fighting with the braised shrimp on the other side, and they couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The men clinked glasses, the women laughed and chatted, and the entire house was filled with a joyful atmosphere. The men sat together, discussing family matters, their faces filled with happy smiles. The women sat together, discussing the children's affairs, their faces filled with satisfaction and pride. The entire backyard was filled with joy and warmth, and it unexpectedly gave people a strong sense of the New Year atmosphere.

No one noticed that Jing Mingrong only ate two pieces of meat. After finishing the bowl of rice in front of him, he left quietly and dejectedly while no one was paying attention.