"Sheep? What lamb?"

"You...eat..."

"Oh, I see, you want to eat roast whole lamb?"

The little boy looked dumbfounded and mumbled, "Roast...roast...lamb..."

"But the lambs were all eaten at noon!" Zhao Cheng slapped his forehead and turned around to shout, "Qiu Shu, there's a little boy here who wants to eat meat, take him inside to eat!"

"Yes, Master!" Qiu Shu ran over quickly.

No sooner had Qiu Shu taken the little boy's hand than he burst into tears, repeatedly chanting "sheep, sheep, sheep."

Zhao Cheng couldn't communicate with children and couldn't do anything about them, so he immediately ran away.

Xia Qiqiu is also a child; let them coax her away.

If all else fails, Zhao Wu, who has a scar on his face and looks very fierce, can scare him until he faints and stops crying...

As the sun sets, the ground turns golden.

Zhao Cheng originally wanted to stroll around the mansion a bit more, but he found that he had reached the end of the road before he had walked for very long. He never expected that General Jianzhong's mansion would be so small!

It's just a two-courtyard house?

Zhao Cheng suspected that he was still drunk and couldn't find the door to the other courtyard, so he carefully wandered around again and keenly realized that he hadn't encountered a single servant along the way.

Zhao Cheng found it increasingly strange.

As he strolled around, he noticed that the lights were on in a hall not far away. As he slowly approached, he saw that Park Gon's family was having dinner.

Zhao Cheng was stunned when he saw the food on the table.

A large bowl of white rice porridge, a bowl of pickled vegetables, a bowl of cornbread, and a plate of something pitch black that I couldn't tell what it was.

Park Gun held a steamed bun in one hand and kept wiping sweat with the other.

"Brother Jian, don't go to the kitchen tomorrow, look how tired you are!" Mrs. Park said with concern, wiping her husband's sweat.

"Back in Changsui, Acheng loved my cooking the most." Pu Jian took a bite of his cornbread and said proudly, "Back then, this kid always called me the cook! I wonder if he still remembers that I used to be a cook?"

"You were so young back then, how old are you now? Cooking is tiring work, especially cooking for so many people."

"It's precisely because there are so many of them that I have to help out. There are only two people in the kitchen, and they can't possibly handle everything."

"With things like this at home, why are you trying to be so capable?" Mrs. Park complained. "It would have been so much better to let Lao Bi and Lao Song handle things!"

"What are you saying!" Park Gon put the cornbread on the table, and just as he was about to get angry, he immediately picked up the cornbread and put it in his mouth, and continued, "How has the Right Chancellor treated me? How has he treated his brothers? A-Cheng hasn't come to Changsui for five years, how can I push him away?"

"Besides, do you think Lao Bi and Lao Song are any better off than me? Last month, Lao Bi's daughter-in-law gave birth, and they had to borrow money from others."

"How did you brothers end up like this... and you're supposed to be fourth-rank generals!" Madam Park turned her face away, looking as if she was about to shed tears.

"Don't say things like that! Being poor is nothing, as long as we can make ends meet."

Park Gon glanced at the young woman next to his wife and said, "You're pregnant. I'm sorry you've had to sleep with your mother these past few days."

“I haven’t slept with Mother in a long time, I’m not upset.” Park Yoo-hee smiled bitterly and said, “It’s just that Dou Dou… Father, you slaughtered his sheep, and he cried all day…”

Park Moo-di took a sip of porridge and said, "Father, you shouldn't have slaughtered Dou Dou's sheep no matter what."

“Those sheep are raised for food!” Park Gon blew his beard and said, “Do I not know how much the soldiers eat? If we don’t slaughter the sheep, we won’t have enough meat for lunch.”

As he spoke, Park Gon suddenly remembered something and asked, "Where's Dou Dou?"

Park Yoo-hee said, "He must have gone somewhere to cry."

Park Geon still felt somewhat guilty and said, "The state banquet is in a couple of days. I'll pack some more good food to bring back for him then."

Park Moo-di added, "You might as well buy him a sheep..."

"Shut up!" Park Gon shouted angrily, "With your family's current conditions, why do you still go to brothels and cause trouble?!"

Park Moo-di said, "It's someone else's treat, not my money..."

"Is there any logic to eating and drinking for free in this world? If someone treats you, you have to pay them back eventually! You're not allowed to go there again, understand?"

"Ah Cheng told me last night that I should take him to a brothel when I have some free time..."

"That won't do! He wants to see girls, so take him to the street to look!"

"Alright, alright, you two are always arguing!" Mrs. Park served Park Geon a bowl of porridge and asked, "Are we going to fire those two people in the kitchen or not?"

"There's no rush. Let's wait until Acheng leaves before resigning, otherwise I really can't handle everything by myself."

Park Geon rubbed his back, finally managing a smile, and said, "Madam is right, I'm getting old, time really does catch up with everyone..."

Zhao Cheng, who was hiding outside, had tears welling up in his eyes when he saw this.

He never imagined that the Park family had fallen to such a state!

Yet, Park Gon still treated him so well!

All the doubts have been resolved.

No wonder the room looked like the master bedroom; it was clearly Park Gon's house!

In order to make room for Zhao Cheng and his family, Park Jian gave up his own room and even had his daughter and wife squeeze in with him.

To ensure Zhao Cheng had a good meal, Park Gun personally cooked for him.

To ensure the soldiers were well-fed, they slaughtered the lamb that their nephew kept as a pet!

Zhao Cheng felt that she could no longer suppress her emotions. Afraid of being embarrassed by Pu Jian and the others, she quickly turned around and walked out of the courtyard, wiping away her tears as she went.

It was getting dark, and Zhao Cheng stood outside the mansion, looking at the gate of General Jianzhong's mansion, feeling lonely.

When I entered the mansion last night, it was already dark, and I didn't notice at all that the gate was dilapidated and the plaques on both sides had peeled paint, giving it a very run-down appearance.

Lu Bin came by in the afternoon and said that he would have to work hard to raise 400,000 yuan for tea. He couldn't raise it today, so they rescheduled for tomorrow.

Zhao Cheng had no desire to go out that evening, so he went to bed early.

The next morning, Zhao Cheng, along with Zhao Wu and Xia Qiqiu, paid a visit to Pu Jian.

Seeing Zhao Cheng so formal, Park Gon and his family, who were having breakfast, were stunned and quickly cleared away the simple food on the table.

After paying his respects, Zhao Cheng had Zhao Wu present a small box with both hands.

Zhao Cheng clasped his hands and said, "Uncle Park, Aunt Park, this time I am coming to Changsui and will not be able to leave in just a few days. I will have to trouble you for many more days. This is a small token of my appreciation."

Upon hearing this, Park Gon's face immediately darkened.

Zhao Cheng added, "Uncle Park, please don't overthink it. I am a junior, and it has been five years since I last visited you and your wife. This is only right!"

"You son of a bitch!" Park Gon suddenly flew into a rage, rushed over and knocked the small box over with a slap, pointing at Zhao Cheng and shouting, "I treat you like my own nephew, what do you take me for?"

"If you only call me uncle with your mouth but don't really acknowledge me as your uncle, then get out of here right now!"