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

Since they planned to stay longer in Qiantang County on their return journey, they set off early, but Xiaoyu voluntarily stayed behind. Her small figure stood beside Aunt Wei and Lord Xiao, her eyes filled with reluctance and determination.

Besides fulfilling her promise to spend more time with Aunt Wei, she also wanted to pay respects to her relatives and reunite with her older brothers and sisters who had taken care of her during the famine, as well as her younger brother Douzi. The bond forged through shared hardships was etched into her heart, and she didn't want to miss this precious opportunity, as she didn't know if she would ever have another chance to meet like this again.

The journey was still smooth.

"It's Sanlang!" Xiaoyu and Ling'er exclaimed first, both of them grabbing the car window at the same time, their eyes sparkling as they gazed at the familiar figure in the distance.

"Third Brother, what are you doing here?" Jin'er's voice was filled with excitement and confusion, her fingers gripping the window frame tightly.

They thought they would only see their relatives when they arrived in Leizhou, but as soon as they entered Zhaoqing territory, they saw Sanlang riding a tall horse with four or five attendants, waving at their caravan.

He was dressed in indigo riding attire, travel-worn yet spirited, his horse pawing restlessly, kicking up fine dust.

"Stop immediately!" Quickfoot shouted, halting the convoy behind him in a loud and urgent voice. He nimbly dismounted and strode forward to assess the situation.

The team leader in charge of escorting this trip was still Kuaijiao, specially arranged by Xu Dingchun because of his effective escorting last time and his proper handling of everything. Since it was the same trip, it was naturally safest to assign him, the one most familiar with the trip, which put everyone at ease.

"My sisters are all here." Sanlang dismounted and approached, their carriage coming to a stop. He strode closer, his eyes eagerly searching the carriages.

Seeing Tangshuang jump down from the first carriage and bow, calling out "Third Young Master," Sanlang quickly went over and offered a helping hand.

Without relying on his help, Jin Jie jumped down on her own, her skirt drawing a playful arc in the air; next came Mingzhu, who carefully lifted her skirt; then came Qiaoqiao, who smiled with her lips pursed, her eyes curving into crescents.

No one paid any attention to his outstretched hand. The girls all jumped off the bus and surrounded Sanlang, laughing heartily. Jinjie said mischievously, "Third Sister-in-law isn't in our bus." Then she pointed behind her, playfully waving her fingertip and sticking out her tongue.

Sanlang blushed, ignoring their teasing, and turned to walk towards the second carriage. At this time, Jing Chunxi had also gotten out of the carriage, with Hongfen, Wei Mama, and two palace maids beside her. Qiyue and Jiuyue also stood beside the carriage. Everyone stood properly, but he walked hurriedly.

"Cousin Xi, you're here too." Luckily, his face was tanned enough, otherwise it would have been bright red. But his slightly unstable aura still betrayed his nervousness, and he unconsciously rubbed his fingers together as he spoke.

"Third cousin's wife is in the one behind! Hurry up and go." Jing Chunxi couldn't tease him anymore, so she quickly pointed to the third carriage, but couldn't hide the smile on her lips.

Hearing the commotion ahead, Ya Ya and Yan Jie, who were in the same carriage as her, had already gotten off. Ling Xiao felt it was inappropriate to stay in the carriage any longer, so she moved out a little. Just as she reached out her hand, it was gently grasped by a large hand. That palm was warm and strong, with the roughness unique to someone who practiced martial arts.

The hand had hard knuckles, and the calluses rubbed against her palm, making it slightly itchy. The usually outgoing and cheerful woman suddenly hesitated, her outstretched leg pausing for a moment, her heart involuntarily quickening.

"I am Sanlang." With his other hand, he lifted the carriage curtain, revealing eight large white teeth as he smiled憨憨地 at his wife, who appeared delicate and gentle to him. His eyes shone brightly as he gazed intently at her.

"Ling Xiao!" she responded crisply, returning his smile. Ling Xiao feigned composure without being coy, and with a slight push from his hand, she jumped down. Her skirt spread out like flower petals, and the hairpin in her hair swayed gently.

Completely unexpectedly, Saburo was worried she would stumble and quickly reached out to catch her around the waist. Their eyes met, and both paused, their gazes locked but not immediately separating, as if the surrounding noise had vanished in that instant.

"What a perfect match! The old lady and the first lady have worried for nothing." Granny Wei stood beside Jing Chunxi and chuckled softly. She clasped her hands together, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes smoothed out.

Fortunately, the old lady and the first lady came to see them off, and gave her, the accompanying nanny, many instructions, worried that something might go wrong with the newlyweds who were meeting for the first time and that it would affect their relationship. They asked her to take good care of them. Now it seems that they hit it off immediately.

She nodded with satisfaction, watching the couple maintain their intimate posture.

"This might be what they call 'fate brings people together even when they are thousands of miles apart.'" Jing Chunxi once again felt that fate was a wonderful thing. However, her first meeting with Xu Zize was a clash of titans, which must be due to a lack of cultivation in her previous life.

"Why is Cousin Sanlang in Zhaoqing?"

It was lunchtime, and after exchanging pleasantries, Sanlang told them to get back into the carriage, while he nimbly mounted his horse and led the way.

The clatter of hooves mingled with the sound of cart wheels, and soon they arrived at a two-story restaurant with a sign that read "Ke Lai Xiang" (meaning "Fragrant Guests").

Sanlang nodded familiarly to the waiter who came to greet them and led the group to a private room upstairs. After everyone was seated, the waiter served hot tea. Jing Chunxi held the warm teacup, warming her hands which were a little cold from the bumpy journey, before asking questions with genuine confusion in her eyes.

"My third brother originally only wanted to treat his colleagues to a meal in Leizhou and then hold a wedding ceremony, thinking that would be both convenient and not impolite." Sanlang picked up his teacup and took a big gulp, then continued, "But my third uncle and aunt insisted that they were the closest elders in Lingnan, and that the wedding should not be hastily arranged. They insisted that it should be held in a grand and proper manner, and that they should be in charge of the arrangements. They personally consulted the almanac, calculated again and again, and set an auspicious day, so I, your third brother, rushed over here a couple of days ago to arrange the matters."

He rubbed his hands together, and said apologetically, "Everything is ready now, and there's nothing for me to do at home anyway. I was just sitting around doing nothing, and I was thinking of you all, so I thought I'd come and greet you, so you wouldn't have to go through all that trouble."

As he finished speaking, his voice unconsciously lowered, and his eyes secretly glanced at Ling Xiao sitting beside him, his gaze revealing undisguised concern and a touch of youthful shyness.

Seeing that his sisters still looked a little confused, he patiently added, "My third uncle and aunt have really taken it to heart. They've meticulously decorated the new house in the mansion, and everything is brand new. Although the wedding banquet is simple, they've still sent out invitations to nearly ten tables of close friends and acquaintances. They said we can only return to Leizhou three days after the wedding, which is a custom in our hometown, to ensure a perfect ending."

“Then we can spend more time with Auntie!” Ling’er was the first to clapp her hands and laugh.

"I want to take Qilang and Liumei to play!" Qiaoqiao immediately chimed in, her face full of anticipation.

Jin-jie wrinkled her little nose and pretended to be mature, reminding him: "Third Aunt said in her letter that Seventh Brother is very naughty. He can do anything, like climbing on the roof and removing tiles. I'm afraid even if all of us put our heads together, we still can't handle him!"

Qiaoqiao: "I know him very well!"

Mingzhu: "Qilang likes it best when I hug him."

"You even said he was still holding you in his arms back then! How could he remember you?"

"Hahaha!"

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The girls became excited at the mention of being able to stay in Zhaoqing for a few more days, chattering excitedly, and the private room was filled with cheerful laughter.

I was truly exhausted from the long journey by carriage, even the rubber tires didn't make things any better. Seeing my dear brother and learning that I could finally rest, I felt as safe and at ease as if I had truly returned home.