After coming out, Jiang Xinian did not take the carriage. Instead, he carried his things, held Xiao Lingling's hand, walked out of the city gate, and headed west.

There is a small earthen slope just five miles away from the west city gate. There is a small courtyard here with fenced walls and only three dilapidated huts inside.

Although it looks old, it is still quite clean and there is a small field in the yard.

As they approached, they could hear someone laughing inside.

Little Bell was curious, but didn't ask any further questions.

The people inside didn't seem to notice that there were guests outside the courtyard, and Jiang Xinian didn't say anything.

He just quietly put the things at the door and walked back, pulling the little bell.

After walking a long way, he quietly picked up a few stones and threw them towards the gate from a distance, making a sound like knocking on the door.

The next moment, the gate opened and several half-grown children poked their heads out.

Little Bell could see them cheering from afar, which showed how big a surprise those things were to them.

"Master, who are they?"

When Jiang Xinian saw the children take the things back, he felt relieved and walked back holding the little bell.

"They were all children who were abandoned at a young age for various reasons and were adopted by an old friend of mine. He was tired of the world and wanted to find a place to settle down.

It was probably by chance that he saw these children. Later, in order to take care of them, he built a yard there.

There were only three or four at the beginning, but now there are probably more than twenty children, and the oldest one is probably seventeen or eighteen years old.

It’s a pity that he injured his health in his early years and passed away two years ago due to the illness.

However, these children have made great progress, and now the older ones have found jobs in Beijing.

Although they live in poverty due to the large population, they are united and happy.

Every time I come to the capital, I always come to give something to you. It can be considered as a way to show my appreciation to my old friend."

When talking about old friends, Jiang Xinian's face showed a bit of nostalgia.

He had great admiration for that old friend.

Back then, he was a famous hero in the martial arts world. Although he was not the leader of the martial arts world, he was the kind of person who could command the support of hundreds of people.

Such a person actually quit just like that.

This kind of courage is not something that ordinary people can have. It's a pity that such domineering swordsmanship will never be seen again...

Little Bell felt warm in her heart.

It seems that there are still many good people in this world. Just thinking about it makes the world feel a little better.

Unlike the good life on Xiao Lingling's side, Fang Zhi's life on the other side is not so good.

After he came out of the restaurant, he went straight home. He didn't even dare to go through the main gate, but went directly through the small side door.

Normally, whenever he came in or out, he would be eager to make a scene, but now it was so quiet that even a fool could tell that something was wrong.

So, when Lord Fang returned home and asked the doorman as usual, he immediately felt weak in the knees when he learned that the evil boy had not gone through the main gate.

Wicked son! Really a wicked son! What a bad thing he did outside again?

Fang Jie was so angry that he didn't even change his court clothes and went straight to Fang Zhi's yard.

Fang Zhi is not stupid either. After so many years of experience of being beaten, he knows who to find most effectively.

So when the servant came back and told him the news that his father was coming over here, he ignored the pain, quickly got up from the bed and ran to the backyard.

"Hiss~~ Slow down, slow down! It hurts!"

"Master, what do you want to do? If I had known earlier, wouldn't I have gone and invited the lady over?"

"What do you know? My father uses his hands, and my mother uses her mouth. Neither of them feels good! If my mother had come earlier, wouldn't she have grumbled at me for an hour?

If I go now, in order to stop my father, she won't have time to scold me. This is called killing two birds with one stone!"

"Young Master is really smart! Let's hurry up, or the Master might catch up with us. Xiao Si'er said, the Master is so angry that he wants to walk with the wind."

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up~hiss~~ No no, it hurts, it hurts, I don't know how that girl did it, why do I feel pain all over my body?"

Fang Zhi felt extremely uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to stop.

Until he couldn't bear it any longer, he asked his servants to carry him on their backs and ran away.

As soon as they entered the backyard, they went straight to the main courtyard. As soon as they entered, they saw Mrs. Fang standing in front of the water tank, feeding the fish in the water.

"Madam, the young master is here."

After hearing the maid's report, Zhang Lan put down the fish food in his hand and turned around. The moment he saw the few people, he was almost frightened to the point of gasping for breath.

"Oh my God, Zhier, what happened to you? Why are you on your back again? Who did you offend outside again?"

As she spoke, she rushed up and raised her hand to help her son down.

However, when she saw Fang Zhi's swollen face, she was so shocked that she broke down in tears.

"Who the hell is this? Haven't you heard that when you insult someone, don't expose their weaknesses, and when you hit someone, don't hit them in the face? How come he got his face swollen?"

What if he gets disfigured? My son's face is the only thing that's presentable.

I haven't even married my daughter-in-law yet! If she gets disfigured, I'm afraid I'll never have grandchildren in my lifetime!

Hurry up, hurry up, get me a doctor, get the best one!"

Fang Zhi originally wanted to complain, but after hearing his mother's speech, which sounded unclear whether it was heartache or anger, he successfully fell silent.

Forget it, let’s just stop talking. After all, the more you talk, the more mistakes you make, and the less you talk, the better.

Before he could prepare himself mentally, Zhang Lan slapped him on the back, causing him to scream in pain.

"Ah~~~ It hurts, it hurts, Mom, what are you doing!"

Zhang Lan pinched her waist and shouted angrily, "What am I doing? I was even going to ask you what you were doing! You've just been locked up for half a month!

Your father just agreed to release you yesterday, and you got into trouble again today and got beaten like this.

Tell me, who did you offend this time? I want to know the details so I can make your father apologize tomorrow.

No wonder your father beat you. Your father is the Minister of Justice, and he is a very serious and dignified person who values ​​face and dignity.

As a result, for your sake, he apologized to others every other day. Can't you restrain yourself for your father's sake?"

Fang Zhi also felt inexplicably guilty, but he didn't think he had done anything wrong. He either lost a bet or there was a reason for it.

Besides, he had been beaten by others before, so why didn’t they come to apologize to him?

It really doesn’t seem fair when you think about it.

Before he could argue, Fang Jie's furious voice came from outside the door.

"Rebellious son! Get out here right now! Don't think I won't punish you just because your mother is protecting you. You didn't even dare to leave the house today. Who on earth have you offended?"