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

The young dandy had already asked Heizi to tie up his horse, and now he came out leisurely to watch the fun, not minding the trouble. He played with the long sword in his hand, waving it wildly in all directions. It seemed that he had no method at all, and it was hard to tell whether he really knew martial arts, but he was quite good at it.

When the little dandy came over again, everyone couldn't help but frown. Jing Chunxi looked at this unreliable boy with curiosity, his big eyes showing disdain for him. Unexpectedly, the little dandy saw this look and suddenly waved his sword and pointed it at Jing Chunxi: "Watch your eyes."

The sudden danger frightened Jing Chunxi so much that she staggered and quickly took a few steps back, almost falling. However, Zhuang’s hand was quick enough to support her from behind. Worried that something might happen to her, she pulled her back and whispered in her ear, “Be patient, don’t get angry.”

Jing Chunxi couldn't help but want to explain: I'm weak, okay! Aunt, I clearly wanted to hide.

Jing Changning endured the humiliation and took another step forward. His tall back was forced to bow and humbly say, "The child is ignorant. Master Tao, please forgive me. I will teach her a lesson later. Please don't dirty your hands."

Unexpectedly, the little dandy was just a paper tiger. It might also be that Jing Changning's actions and words pleased the little dandy. He thought about it before putting away the sword, but he turned it around twice in his hand and finally put the sword back into the scabbard on his waist. This series of actions looked weird no matter how you looked at it, and it felt like a performance.

Seeing that Jing Chunxi might be unwilling to be protected by others, he still looked at Jing Chunxi and threatened him coldly: "If you don't want to die, take it easy at night. There are... ghosts in this forest." His voice was drawn out and the tone became heavier at the end.

For some reason, Jing Chunxi felt very calm inside when he looked at his expression and listened to his words. Although he heard words threatening children, he seemed to believe that he would not hurt him.

The little dandy left after he finished speaking, and as he left, he didn't forget to beckon Heizi, signaling him to follow him.

"The master is not a bad person."

When passing by Jing Chunxi, Heizi suddenly said something in a low voice.

This made Silang jump up and down again, and he cursed in a low voice behind him: "Just because you recognize a dog as your master, you think all dogs are good." He felt a little regretful. He had been too nice to Heizi in the past two days. No, it would be better to drive him away tomorrow and not let him get close to him. People who recognize a thief as their father are not good people.

If the little dandy heard this, he would definitely turn around and argue with him: Am I the father? I'm obviously the master.

Si Lang leaned in front of his uncle and whispered, "I think that Hei Zi is the spy planted by County Magistrate Yan among us. We can't let him follow us."

After two consecutive incidents, Silang thought he was very good at judging people. He felt that neither County Magistrate Yan nor the little dandy were good people. Naturally, the black people who followed the little dandy were bad people because they were associated with bad people. As for the others, he couldn't see it yet. However, Mr. Liu and Scarface got benefits from them, so he liked them much more and at least knew to defend them.

Seeing that his third uncle ignored his words and no one else agreed with him, Silang was not convinced and ran to complain to his grandfather again, repeating his views.

"Okay, since the official has asked us to stay in a good place tonight, let's go in quickly! Let's see if we can have a good meal tonight." Jing Changning looked at the old lady and hurriedly called the family. If they delayed any longer, there would be no rice to cook.

Although Jing Yongsheng hadn't said anything just now due to the official's whip, now that he saw them heading inside, he quickly called out to his family members around him: "Come on, let's go in too. We're all family, can you really kick us out? Even if we have to sleep on the floor tonight, we'll have to squeeze together."

His family responded immediately. They were really tired of camping without shelter and were all worried about catching a cold or getting sick. "At least they still have a tent. They should give us the bunk bed."

The other two families kept staring at them, wanting to see how things would develop, but Jing Daqing didn't move. Instead, he called out to his family, "What's there to see? We'll do whatever the officers say. Hurry and take up a position near the wall."

Jing Yongqiang's family reacted quickly when they heard this. They didn't want to join the clan leader's family in the fun. It would be better if they all left. In this way, the other side of the wall would belong to their family. With dozens of people less, there would be much more space.

The officers arranged the prisoners and went in to settle themselves. They didn't want to care about the dispute between the two rooms. There was only one bunk bed anyway, and it wasn't too big. If they wanted to sleep in a pile, there was no need for them to care, and they wouldn't care if anything happened.

"Hurry up, as I said, whoever grabs it first gets it."

The big heads didn't care about the officials and immediately started to act tough. Most of their families didn't have to carry luggage, so they ran very fast and rushed ahead of the big guys in a few steps, just wanting to take over the big bunk bed first.

Silang was so angry that he pulled his eldest brother and wanted to chase after him. He held the stick in his hand and wanted to fight, but was stopped by Erlang who was standing beside him. However, he was still very angry.

Shi Lang: "The officer told us to give it to him, why should we give it up?"

Suddenly, Jing Changning shouted angrily, "Calm down, let's talk inside first."

What Silang feared most was his third uncle who was very good at studying, so he was discouraged for a moment, but he still ran in the front.

Led by the waiter, they walked deeper into the inn and found that the large bunk bed assigned to them was at the innermost part of the inn. The wall there was built along the edge of the forest, and the stable was not far away. Even standing at the door of the bunk bed, they could smell a very unpleasant smell.

The serious criminal was still locked up in the stable, but tonight he was locked up on the other side of the stable, so he didn't hear any loud noises coming from that side.

No one in Jing Yongsheng's family had any sense of shame. The waiter just said from a distance that this was the room, and then they all rushed in and never came out again. They only sent two people to get the food. Datou and Ertou's brothers even blocked the door directly, not letting Silang and the others in: "It's very small in there. We have to sleep on the floor to make room. There is no room for you."

Si Lang was so angry that he picked up his stick and tried to rush in again, but this time his mother, Zhuang, held him back. Old Madam Jing also shouted at him, "We have a tent! I think there's enough space over there. Da Lang, you and Uncle San can go look around. If there's nothing else, you can camp here."

"This bunk bed is completely different from the previous one. It's just a low thatched hut. Isn't it usually used to keep livestock? And it's so shabby on the outside, with only one small, dark window. It looks like there's a lot of smell inside."

Erlang suddenly said this loudly, implying that he was disgusted and didn't want to go in. At this time, Dalang also squeezed over and looked at a thatched house of about the same size next to the bunk bed. He leaned over to the window and looked inside carefully. "It's also dark inside, but there's a lot of straw. It should be a hut for hay. It smells musty." After saying this, he covered his nose with his hand.

After hearing this, Silang finally stopped and didn't bother to fight for the dark room. However, he was still indignant in his heart. He didn't have to live in the dormitory, but just wanted to save face. In his opinion, even if they didn't live in the dormitory and let the dormitory be empty, this room couldn't be given away at all.