At the end of the village, on the riverbank.

The afterglow of the setting sun cast long shadows of the two of them.

Su Hua wasn't one to keep things to herself, so after standing still, she went straight to the point, "Today I heard Yu Cheng say that the restaurant in Tongxin Alley in Qingshui County is owned by Prince Gong's Mansion. Is he right?"

The girl's clear, cool voice was slightly muffled by the sound of the flowing river.

However, the man still immediately grasped the key point.

"Yu Cheng? Does Hua'er mean that silly boy from the Qin family by talking about Yu Cheng?"

Su Hua looked up and saw the man's dark blue eyebrows furrowed, and his usually calm eyes were filled with a hint of... awkwardness.

She couldn't help but twitch her lips. This man was usually very clever, but now he could focus on such an off-topic point.

It looks just like a cat about to puff up its fur.

It has a kind of nonsensical cuteness.

A smile played on her lips as she couldn't help but stroke his hair gently. "He's just a kid, not like Zichen."

Stroking it in the direction of its hair, it really is stroking it in the direction of its hair.

However, Xiao Jinhan is very tall, almost 1.9 meters, while Su Hua is only 1.65 meters tall. She looks like a dwarf in front of him and can only stand on tiptoe to stroke his hair.

You only realize how amazing his hair is when you touch it; it not only looks incredible but also feels amazing, like the finest satin, making it irresistible.

As I smoothed it out, I suddenly realized something was wrong. Why was the satin slipping down?

She looked up and saw that the man had lowered his head to be level with hers at some point.

"If Hua'er likes to touch, then touch as much as you like. But if Hua'er touches mine, then she can't touch other men's."

The man's eyes were deep, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, like a burning flame that made Su Hua look away uncomfortably. "Ahem... Don't try to change the subject. You haven't answered my question yet..."

What does it mean to say that if you like touching, you can touch as much as you want?

She was just touching her hair, and you're making it sound like she's doing something she shouldn't tell anyone!

Xiao Jinhan looked at the girl's slightly red ear tips and smiled, "Qin Yucheng is right. The restaurant in Tongxin Lane is indeed a property of Prince Gong's Mansion, and it was also my mother's dowry."

"Your mother's dowry?" Upon hearing this, Su Hua couldn't care less about anything else.

When she heard Qin Yucheng mention this in the carriage, she thought the Yu family of Prince Gong's Mansion was her father's family.

Unexpectedly, it was his maternal clan.

Xiao Jinhan looked at the river and said calmly, “My maternal grandfather, also known as the old Prince Gong, had three sons and one daughter. My mother was the youngest child in the Prince Gong’s mansion.”

My maternal grandfather spent his life on the battlefield and longed for a daughter. After having three sons, he was even more eager for a daughter. So, from the moment my mother was born, she was pampered and raised by my maternal grandparents and three uncles.

This is somewhat similar to you and your three older brothers.

Su Hua raised an eyebrow but did not interrupt, listening quietly as he continued.

"As the days went by and my mother grew up, my maternal grandfather began to look for a son-in-law. Because he and his three uncles had been on the battlefield for so many years, they knew the hardships involved, so they wanted my mother to marry a scholar so that she would not suffer the pain of wandering."

But back then, my mother looked down on all those scholars and gentlemen, yet she took a fancy to a young general, Xiao Hongyu.

The man paused noticeably for a moment before continuing, "After learning of my mother's thoughts, my maternal grandparents strongly opposed it, but my mother's heart was entirely devoted to Xiao Hongyu, and how could my doting maternal grandparents stop her?"

All we can do is try our best to cultivate Xiao Hongyu and help him climb the ranks from a young general.

Three years later, my mother married Xiao Hongyu as she had wished.

Seven months later, I was born prematurely, and she passed away.

Before my mother's body was even cold, Xiao Hongyu married a second wife.

The second wife was cunning; before long, she set her sights on my mother's dowry, and this restaurant was one of her prized possessions…”

Two miles away, on a big tree next to the wooden house, an old man and a young boy were hanging upside down on two big branches, like two big white geese stretching their necks.

Old Goose was still clutching a piece of golden-brown roasted venison in his hand. He took a bite of the roasted venison, glanced at the riverbank, and asked with a gossipy look, "What's going on between that brat and that girl?"

This brat usually has a sour face when he sees anyone, but he actually bowed his head to this little girl and let her touch his hair!!!

"Is it okay to just touch this man's head?"

Little Goose smiled like an aunt, "Old Xue, you're mistaken. You can't just touch a man's head, but Miss Su is different."

Besides, what's the big deal about patting someone's head?

He's definitely someone who hasn't seen much of the world. He's different from Yu Yu, who has seen all sorts of things.

Even the little master's clothes, shoes, socks, and toys have been prepared until he is seven years old.

Now, I feel absolutely nothing when I see that head pat!

Of course, he only dared to mutter these words to himself or exchange glances with Yu Yu occasionally. He would never dare to say a single word to the fifth person.

"Different? How is it different!" Old Xue scratched his head, suddenly finding the roasted venison in his hand less appealing. "Although the Su family's little girl is beautiful, skilled in medicine, and an excellent cook, she's only thirteen, still a young girl who hasn't reached marriageable age. It's impossible for that brat to like her..."

"Hehehe..."

Yu Feng smiled without saying a word, only giving him a knowing look.

"What?!" Upon seeing this, Elder Xue exclaimed in surprise, "No way, he... he really likes the Su family's little girl?"

Isn't this like an old cow eating young grass?

When he met the little girl, he also had the idea of ​​introducing her to Xiao Jinhan, but who knew that the shrewd little girl was only thirteen years old, almost five years younger than Xiao Jinhan.

By the time Xiao Jinhan reaches the age to become a father, that little girl is still not grown up.

If you were to pair the two of them together, wouldn't that be purely harming the little girl?

So he immediately put his mind to it.

As Xue Lao chewed on the roasted venison, he felt something was off. "Wait, when did your master start thinking about old cows eating young grass?"

Could it be that he's been staying in this small village not because he wants to cure the Yellow Springs Poison, but because of the little girl?

And another thing, the gap between the brat and the girl is so huge, do you think those old fogies in the Yu family will agree to it...?

The more he talked, the more unreliable it seemed. Suddenly, he realized he hadn't heard a response from Yu Feng, so he turned around to look—

The other branch was completely empty.

Not even a pair of underwear was left.

Beneath the big tree, there appeared an incomparably handsome face, but the ice on that face could freeze a person to death.

This guy, he can go out and enjoy the show together, but when it comes to escaping, he only cares about himself. He's just like a brat!

Sure enough, like master, like subordinate!

Old Xue cursed inwardly, but on the surface he smiled so much his wrinkles could trap a mosquito. "Oh, you're back! There's a lot of roasted venison on the table. I caught it all in the deep mountains behind the house. I sliced ​​the tenderest parts and used the barbecue seasoning that the little girl gave me. Try it and see if it suits your taste?"

Xiao Jinhan remained completely unmoved. "Ha! An old ox eating tender grass, I wonder who this old ox is?"

Old Xue's smile widened, "Old Niu, Old Niu, of course it's this old man of mine..."