Sweet baby milk, bring the whole family rich

After the Yun family had eaten and drunk their fill, they slowly boarded the carriage, ready to return home and have a good rest.

At this moment, the carriage that had been moving forward steadily suddenly stopped without any warning.

Old Lady Yun, sitting in the carriage, couldn't help but feel puzzled. She quickly leaned out and asked, "Old Zhao, what's going on? Why did the carriage stop so suddenly?"

From outside the carriage came the driver, Lao Zhao, who replied respectfully, "Madam, it is Young Master Murong who is waiting for Miss Tiantian."

Before she finished speaking, Tiantian, who had been quietly and obediently nestling in her grandmother's arms, suddenly had her eyes light up when she heard the word "little brother", and she could no longer contain her inner excitement and joy.

She completely disregarded the modesty a girl should have, and like a happy little rabbit, she hurriedly broke away from her grandmother's warm embrace and ran out of the carriage door impatiently.

"Oh, my lady, please go slower! Don't bump into anything!" Coachman Zhao was quick-witted and quick-handed. Seeing his lady being so reckless, he was afraid that she would accidentally fall and get hurt, so he quickly reached out and carefully picked Tiantian up from the carriage.

At this time, Murong Yunche, who had been standing beside the carriage waiting for a long time, saw Tiantian running towards him, and a smile as bright as the sun immediately bloomed on his face.

He quickly reached out and took Tiantian's hand, then turned to look at Old Lady Yun in the carriage and said politely, "Grandma Yun, please rest assured. I will definitely take Tiantian home safely later."

Old Lady Yun smiled and nodded in agreement, while still reminding him, "Good boy, please take good care of our little girl Tiantian. But remember not to play too late."

In fact, Old Lady Yun was completely relieved to leave Tiantian in Murong Yunche's care. Especially after she learned of Murong Yunche's distinguished and extraordinary status, she placed even greater trust in this extraordinary young man.

"Goodbye, grandma!" Murong Yunche and Tiantian waved gently at the carriage.

Their eyes remained on the Yun family's carriage that was gradually moving away. Until the carriage disappeared from the end of their sight, they slowly turned around and walked towards Murong Mansion in small steps.

Along the way, Tiantian would occasionally steal a glance at the little brother beside her - Murong Yunche.

The little brother seems a little depressed today. He usually has a smile on his face and is sunny and cheerful, but at this moment he has a frown on his face and his lips are tightly closed.

Tiantian was puzzled, but didn't dare to ask questions rashly. She just followed his footsteps silently and remained silent.

As they walked, Murong Yunche suddenly realized that Tiantian beside him was unusually quiet, and couldn't help feeling a little strange.

He stopped and turned around, staring curiously at his usually lively sister. He asked in confusion, "Tiantian, why aren't you talking? You're not usually like this."

Tiantian raised her head, blinking her bright eyes as she looked straight at Murong Yunche. She said in a firm and affirmative tone, "Brother is unhappy."

Murong Yunche's heart suddenly shook. He never expected that the emotions he tried so hard to hide would be noticed by the young Tiantian so quickly.

However, he didn't want to make his sister worry, so he tried hard to control the waves in his heart, and forced a slightly stiff smile, and replied softly: "Brother is not unhappy. Seeing Tiantian grow another year older, brother is so happy that he can't contain himself."

However, despite what he said, the sadness deep in his eyes could not be completely concealed.

"Brother, if you're not happy, don't force a smile." Tiantian's voice was crisp and soft. She stretched out her chubby little hand and gently pressed back the corners of Murong Yunche's mouth that had been forcibly pulled apart. The forced smile on his face was truly heartbreaking.

"Tiantian, can you accompany your brother somewhere?" Murong Yunche suppressed his smile and stared at Tiantian seriously, with a hint of expectation and dependence in his eyes.

"Okay!" Tiantian nodded without hesitation, her little head shaking up and down like a chicken pecking at rice. Then she held Murong Yunche's big hand tightly and followed him step by step as they walked slowly towards the backyard.

Along the way, Tiantian looked around curiously. This path seemed extremely unfamiliar, as if it was an area she had never set foot on.

She blinked her bright eyes and tried hard to remember every blade of grass and tree along the way. Finally, when they arrived in front of the ancestral hall, Tiantian was sure that this was indeed a place she had never been to before.

Murong Yunche keenly noticed that the little girl beside him had unconsciously increased the strength of her grip on his hand, so he quickly and softly comforted her, "Tiantian, don't be afraid."

"Tiantian is not afraid!" Tiantian raised her little face and responded bravely.

In fact, she was clever and had already guessed that the tablets enshrined in this ancestral hall must be those of Murong Yunche's parents. After all, in her heart, Murong Yunche's parents were great heroes, so what was there to be afraid of?

Sure enough, when Murong Yunche slowly pushed open the slightly old door, Tiantian's clear eyes immediately caught sight of the two tablets placed inside the room.

Because Tiantian was still young, she couldn't fully recognize some of the words engraved on it, but the solemn atmosphere made her calm down involuntarily.

Murong Yunche silently walked to the memorial tablet and gently knelt on a soft cushion. Tiantian followed his movements without hesitation and knelt beside him obediently.

At this moment, Murong Yunche stared at the tablet in front of him, and said in a low and slightly sad voice: "Tiantian, this is the spirit tablet of my parents. Today is the day they died on the battlefield..." Having said this, he paused slightly, as if trying to control the emotions surging in his heart.

Tiantian blinked her eyes, stretched out her chubby little hand, and gently patted Murong Yunche's somewhat thin back, as if she wanted to convey a little warmth and comfort to her brother in this way.

She said softly, "Brother, don't be too sad. Although they have left us, they were great heroes! After their death, they no longer have to experience the suffering brought by the cruel war."

Murong Yunche turned around, his eyes filled with surprise and emotion, and asked softly, "Tiantian, how do you know they are heroes?"

Tiantian raised her little face and answered seriously, "Of course I know! Anyone who fights bravely to defend our country is a true hero! My brother's parents sacrificed their lives to protect us, so they are also great heroes!"