Xie Dong got married, and Sang Shen voluntarily handed over the key to Xie Dong's house, and never went to Xie Dong's house to take advantage of him again.

Even if his relationship with Xie Dong remains the same, it won't be like before. Even if Xie Dong doesn't mind, his wife will still feel uncomfortable.

After getting off work that evening, Bu Ling had just arrived home and hadn't even had a chance to go inside when she saw Xie Dong rushing out of the house. Upon seeing Bu Ling, he hurriedly said:

"Sister-in-law, I have an urgent matter to attend to and need to leave for a few days. Could you please take care of the house for me during these days?"

Without waiting for Bling's reply, he vanished before her eyes like the wind.

Bling: ? ? ?

She walked into the yard, full of questions. "Grandpa, do you know if Xie Dong has something urgent to do?"

Grandpa Sang was sitting under the eaves, holding Little Star, lost in thought. When he heard Bu Ling's words, his eyes focused, and he slowly nodded: "I know, something happened to his grandmother."

After saying that, he slowly added, "Granddaughter-in-law, Grandpa is going back to Kyoto."

"So sudden?" Bling was taken aback.

Grandpa Sang simply nodded without explaining anything.

Noticing his bad mood, Buling wisely refrained from asking questions, instead picking up her chubby daughter and taking her inside to breastfeed.

In the kitchen, Aunt Fang sighed repeatedly in front of the stove. The commander was going back, and as his nanny, she naturally went back with him.

When Buling finished feeding the baby and came out, Sangshen had already returned and was sitting under the eaves chatting with the old man. She didn't disturb her and just sat inside listening.

Mulberry: "Grandpa, do we have to go back?"

Grandpa Sang sighed: "The situation in Kyoto is unclear. Even that old woman from the Xie family has gotten involved this time. I won't feel at ease if I don't go back and keep an eye on things."

Mulberry: "Grandpa, please don't go back. I'm worried about you going back by yourself."

Grandpa Sang laughed heartily: "What's there to worry about? I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice. Don't worry, everything will be fine."

“But Grandma Xie has already had an accident,” Sangshen said.

Xie Dong's grandmother was a typical strong woman, with a strong personality and intelligence. Now that even she has gotten into trouble, how can he let his grandfather step into that vortex in Kyoto on his own?

Grandpa Sang rubbed his cane a couple of times: "Xiao Qi, don't worry about Grandpa. Just take good care of your wife and daughter, and bring Xiao Xingxing back to see Grandpa during the New Year."

Sangshen's nose tingled: "Is it absolutely necessary to go back?"

Grandpa Sang nodded slowly but firmly.

The grandfather and grandson fell silent.

Bling, who was behind him, also understood the ins and outs of the matter and greatly admired the old man's decision.

Kyoto was clearly a whirlpool, but the old man resolutely stepped into it for the sake of his children.

During dinner that evening, none of the people at the table had a smile on their face; they all looked preoccupied.

After finishing their meal, the old man went back to his room first, while Aunt Fang and Uncle Lin quietly cleared away the dishes.

Sangshen then pulled Buling back into the house, closed the door, and hugged Buling tightly: "Hug!"

Brilliant noticed the sadness in his voice, hugged him back, and gently patted his back without saying a word.

After a while, Sangshen released Buling, her expression returning to normal: "Let Little Star sleep with Grandpa tonight, Grandpa is leaving tomorrow."

“Okay,” Bling agreed.

Sangshen smiled and bent down to pick up her daughter: "I'll take it to Grandpa."

Bling followed behind, and the two entered the old man's house. Without saying a word, they put their daughter down and came out.

That night, Sangshen was clearly in low spirits, and Buling didn't know how to comfort him, so she just stayed with him.

As she was taking off her clothes before going to bed, a piece of paper fell out of her pocket. She suddenly remembered that she had forgotten something, picked up the paper and handed it to Sangshen: "Take a look at the things on the paper, can you collect them all?"

Sangshen took the papers, glanced at them, and nodded: "I can gather them all, but what do you need them for? We don't need any more."

“It wasn’t our family that wanted it, it was my cousin, do you remember her? She wanted it, she traded a tiger skin for it.”

"Tiger skin?" Mulberry perked up instantly.

"Hmm, I also want tiger bones and tiger penis, things like that. It's not easy to come across these things, so I can't miss them." Buling put the clothes aside, leaned against the headboard, and said with half-closed eyes.

"And tiger bones?" Sangshen asked urgently.

"Yes," Buling nodded. "I was thinking of using tiger bones to make medicinal wine for Grandpa; it'll help him recover."

Tiger bone wine is very nourishing. Not only can Grandpa Sang use it, but her brother should also have some on hand. After all, soldiers get all sorts of injuries, big and small, so it's always good to take extra care of him.

Sangshen was deeply moved by this. She buried her face in Buling's neck and said in a muffled voice, "Lingling, thank you."

Bling ruffled his head twice but didn't say anything.

After a while, she finally spoke: "My cousin said she'd be here tomorrow, so we need to get everything together tonight. Is there still time?"

"It's my fault, I actually forgot something so important." Pregnancy really does make you forgetful for three years!

"We've got everyone. Don't worry, have you forgotten what I do?" Sang Shen finally smiled a little.

"It's so late, is it alright?" Buling asked.

"It's alright, I'll go find Uncle Mu now. He definitely has enough." With that, Sangshen sat up, put on her shoes, and walked out.

Their house is just a wall away from the entrance to the black market, which is indeed very convenient.

Sangshen walked into the courtyard and ran into Aunt Fang, who was coming out to pour water: "Xiaoqi, are you still going out so late?"

"Something came up, I'll be right back, don't worry, Aunt Fang."

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