Qian Chunhua hurriedly stopped her, "Auntie, no need. We are too full after dinner. Let's go and stroll along the street."

Talking about strolling around the street, Qingsong, Xiaoling and other children were very excited.

When I arrived in the city, I had never been out on the streets to see it.

Yesterday and today, when riding in a horse-drawn carriage, the three children looked out the window and saw street scenes they had never seen before. They were happy and curious.

Even Qian Xingshan wanted to take a walk around the street.

"Okay..., well, go for a walk. Be safe and watch out for the children..." The robbery of Dong Cong left a trauma on Old Madam Dong, and she didn't dare let her family go out at night.

Seeing that Qian Chunhua was determined to go, it was not a good idea to stop him too much.

Old Madam Dong understands that you can't throw the baby out with the bathwater.

However, she was still worried about herself for the time being.

After leaving Dong's house, the cold air outside made the whole family shrink their necks.

"This weather is too cold." Qian's mother looked up at the sky.

It was already dusk, and the setting sun gradually retracted its dazzling light, dyeing the sky with a golden color.

The cold wind whistled in my ears, as if telling about the severe cold of winter.

It’s a pity that there was nothing but cold wind and not a single snowflake throughout the entire winter.

Qian Chunhua tightened her coat and took Xiao Ling by the hand, "Let's go."

Qingsong held Qingfeng's hand, and Qian Chunhua's eyes never left the two brothers' bodies.

Before going out, Qian Chunhua had already told Qingsong that he was responsible for taking care of his younger brother and holding his brother's hand tightly.

Niang is responsible for taking care of her younger sister. No one in the family can be separated.

Qian Chunhua dared not take the Dong Cong incident lightly.

The streets are quiet at night.

On the stone-paved road, several carriages passed quietly. The wheels rolled over the stone slabs, making pleasant sounds that echoed in the silent night sky.

The family walked along the street towards their new home.

The shops on both sides of the street have closed, only the restaurant in the distance is still brightly lit.

Yongning Prefecture was not affected by the turbulent times at all, and Qian Chunhua felt a little relieved.

After about a quarter of an hour, I arrived home.

After opening the vermilion door, the deserted atmosphere in the house was in sharp contrast to the bustling atmosphere of the Dong Mansion just now.

"It's better to go back home and do it yourself." Qian Xingshan said.

Although the Dong Mansion was warmer, the people there were also extremely enthusiastic towards his family.

Qian Xingshan always felt that he didn't fit in there and didn't feel at ease.

Qian Chunhua didn't have this feeling. The desertedness of the Xi family made her feel that the winter was even colder.

Qian's mother came to the kitchen and quickly lit the fire to boil water.

A quarter of an hour later, the whole room became warm.

"Dong Cong's home is still the best." Qingfeng said quickly.

"You are a connoisseur." Qian Chunhua smiled secretly. The life of the richest man's family is not something that ordinary people can compare to.

Today's event made Qian Chunhua feel as if she had come across the plot in the TV series "Dream of the Red Chamber" and she was lucky enough to be able to participate in it.

䥍..., live a life like this.

Qian Chunhua feels that he still needs to work harder.