The disgraced official I took care of was actually Zhu Houcong's childhood friend.

Even though Yun Gui Fang had all sorts of fine fabrics, Zhou Chu's own clothes had always been made of coarse cloth.

However, for the sake of comfort, the lining material is of the highest quality.

In Zhou Chu's view, his clothes were also worn for others to see.

People wear beautiful clothes to attract attention and become the center of attention.

But Zhou Chu did this to avoid attracting attention from others.

Therefore, Zhou Chu's attire did not attract much attention in the village.

Although his attire differed from that of the villagers, he still looked like an ordinary person.

Zhou Chu soon arrived near his home.

Looking at the red tiles and white walls, Zhou Chu felt as if he had been transported to another world.

When I left home, my family was starving and I was dizzy from hunger.

Now we can say we're living a good life.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Chu stepped forward and knocked on the tightly closed door.

"Who?"

A slightly impatient voice came over.

Soon, the door was opened, and the person who opened it was someone Zhou Chu felt was somewhat familiar, yet also very unfamiliar.

"Who are you?" the person who opened the door asked Zhou Chu with an impatient look on their face.

"Who are you? You're not from this family, are you?"

Zhou Chu asked in confusion.

"Is there anything wrong? Of course I belong to this family."

Upon hearing this, the man became even more impatient.

"I want to see the owner of this house."

Zhou Chu started to walk inside as he spoke.

"Who the hell are you? Don't you dare come in until you explain yourself."

The man stopped Zhou Chu and spoke in a condescending manner.

Zhou Chu didn't tolerate him. He grabbed the man's right hand, which was pointing at him, and with a little force, the man let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

The loud noise quickly attracted the attention of the people in the yard.

Leading the charge was none other than Zhou Chu's father.

At this time, Zhou Chu's father looked completely different from when Zhou Chu left home four years ago.

At that time, Zhou Chu's father was dark-skinned and thin.

Zhou Chu's father has gained a lot of weight and become much fairer. Even the clothes he wears now have the air of a wealthy landowner.

Zhou's father, who had been fiercely preparing to confront Zhou Chu, froze upon seeing him and threw the broom on the ground.

"Boss."

His eyes darted around, but his expression showed little surprise.

Zhou's mother, who had followed from a distance, was overjoyed to see Zhou Chu and burst into tears instantly.

"Boss, why didn't you tell me you were coming back?"

As she spoke, Zhou's mother came up to Zhou Chu, grabbed his arm, and looked him up and down.

"You've grown so much taller, but you haven't gained any weight."

Zhou's mother kept rambling on.

The young man who had blocked the door earlier now knew Zhou Chu's identity perfectly well, and his expression changed to a fawning smile.

"Da Mao, why didn't you say so earlier? I'm your brother, Gou Dan."

His words finally made Zhou Chu understand why he felt somewhat familiar with him.

This person was none other than his cousin.

Zhou Chu didn't have a proper name before; his nickname was Da Mao.

This person's name is Gou Dan (Dog Egg).

Zhou Chu's grandfather had two sons, Zhou Chu's father and his eldest uncle.

However, Zhou Chu's grandparents always showed extreme favoritism towards his eldest uncle.

When the family divided the property, most of the land was given to the eldest uncle's family.

Zhou Chu's father was a dull man, and he couldn't win an argument with him, so he could only suffer in silence.

Zhou Chu remembered clearly that four years ago, when his family was on the verge of starvation, his mother had begged his grandparents and his uncle's family for help.

Although their family doesn't have much money to spare, they can certainly help out their own family.

As a result, neither the grandparents nor the uncle's family were willing to give them a single bowl of rice.

The family was so hungry that Zhou Chu had no other choice but to sell himself.

"Da Mao is back?"

A slightly aged voice rang out, and Zhou Chu saw a little old man standing behind him. It was none other than his grandfather.

Zhou Chu immediately understood what was going on and turned to look at his father.