Zhou Qingyun also understood that in his current situation, he couldn't take the main road. Otherwise, his second uncle wouldn't have taken him all the way through the mountains. When the earthquake hit, he was almost crushed under the mountain, but his second uncle directly protected him and rolled him under a big tree. With the help of the tree, he escaped.

"Okay, I'll listen to my grandpa."

The old man smiled and looked at the child. Although he was young, he had his own style, which made people want to get close to him. This should be the result of the good teaching of the child's biological mother.

"These two are your eldest uncle and second uncle, this is your aunt and second aunt, this girl is your sister, Wang Shiyu, and this is your brother, Wang Shiyi. You can just call him Xiaoyi."

The old man introduced everyone to Zhou Qingyun one by one, and Zhou Qingyun was very well behaved. As the old man introduced them, he began to call Wang Yizu and Wang Yixin. They all smiled and nodded in response. When he called Wang Shiyu, Wang Shiyu just smiled and called him "brother", and Wang Shiyi followed suit and called him "brother".

Wang Shiyu could see that the child had not let down his guard and had no sincerity towards their family, so Wang Shiyu did not rush to talk to him, but stayed quietly aside with her younger brother.

Now that they have this child, there are many things they can no longer eat. Even if Wang Shiyu wants to improve everyone's meals, she can't take them out in front of this person. You know, the children of the royal family have countless thoughts since they were young, just like lotus roots, with nothing but thoughts.

Even though Zhou Qingyun didn't believe these people in his heart, he didn't show it on his face. This period of escape had changed some things in his heart. It seemed that the kindness his mother taught him was not enough to survive in this world.

The old man forgot that he had picked up such a thing, so he gave up the idea of ​​eating delicious food. While walking on the road, they were thinking, what is the possibility of leaving the child to the Zhang family when they reach Jianmen Pass?

They could take the child with them, but they couldn't stop them from eating delicious food. In just one day, the Wang family's food quality dropped significantly, from two dishes and one soup a day to steamed buns with pickles. Even so, the family ate with relish, but some people didn't think so.

Zhou Qingyun held the steamed bun in his hand and ate it while wondering how his great-grandfather's family could have such good things. His second uncle had tried his best along the way, but he only got him a few steamed buns without bran, which was already considered good. Now, his great-grandfather's family could actually eat steamed buns.

So he began to observe the Wang family's actions carefully, as if he wanted to find out where these people got the food from and why they were so soft.

Sometimes I would ask my uncle about the situation openly or secretly.

"Grandpa, is there still food available in the villages and towns down below?"

The old man turned around and glanced at Zhou Qingyun who was chewing a steamed bun.

"Yes, the water here is more abundant than in Jinling. There is still some water down there, but not much, so we still have to save it."

Looking at the child's suspicious eyes, Wang Shiyu knew that he had begun to doubt how their family could eat such delicious food, but Wang Shiyu ignored him and did not explain to him. Instead, she started eating and drinking normally.

I don't want to treat my mouth badly at all. If this child talks too much, I will just leave him at Jianmen Pass. Anyway, it is not necessary to take this child with me.

Every time the old man went out, he would bring back a lot of food when he came back. As for where all the food came from, Zhou Qingyun never asked again. It was good enough that he could eat it with him. How could he possibly tell him where it came from?

The young boy began to observe the actions of the Wang family every day, and even wanted to follow the old man down the mountain to see what was going on below. Why could his great-grandfather even get braised meat, roast chicken and pastries?

Suddenly, he couldn't believe that his second uncle didn't have this ability. There must be other secrets. If he could find them, it would be great. Then he wouldn't starve and he could take his mother out to live a good life.

Wang Shiyu stood beside him, looking at the wariness and strong interest in Zhou Qingyun's eyes, which was really annoying, and she couldn't help but scold him coldly.

"If you think our Wang family is meddling in other people's affairs, wait until you reach the next city and meet your great-grandfather, and then you can leave with him. You don't want to live a good life, but insist on wanting to live a hard life. Is this how your mother taught you to explore other people's secrets?"

Hearing Wang Shiyu's cold voice, Zhou Qingyun's original bad thoughts were immediately retracted. He had no worries about food and drink when he was with the Wang family, and when he was tired, there would be adults to carry him for a while. Why would he choose to leave?

He concealed the inquiry in his heart and eyes, and looked at Wang Shiyu's cold little face with a smile. Although Wang Shiyu was a little dark due to the sun exposure, at this moment he was a little afraid to face the coldness in her eyes, as if she wanted to kill him directly.

"Sister, you're overthinking it. How could I possibly explore your secrets? You saved me, and I'm incredibly grateful. I haven't seen anyone else along the way, so I'm more curious about what's happening down the mountain."

Even if he wanted to explore the secrets of his maternal grandfather's family, he didn't dare to act rashly now. After all, he was young and still living under someone else's roof. If his great-grandfather really threw him on the street, he would not be able to survive and see his great-grandfather and others.

"Then just close your eyes. Don't look around or ask useless questions. Eat what you can and drink what you can."

"You need to understand your identity. It's because of you that we took this difficult mountain road and gave up the smooth official highway. Please don't cause me any trouble. If the people chasing you find you out of curiosity, don't blame us for abandoning you. After all, it's hard to persuade a damned ghost with kind words."

After saying that, Wang Shiyu left his side and sat in front of Mo Ruru. At this moment, Mo Ruru was busy cutting meat to make roujiamo, and pretended not to hear what her daughter and the child of a somewhat noble status said.

They had all seen the child's behavior over the past two days. They could understand that he came from a royal family and was cautious in his heart, but they could not accept that this child would doubt his own relatives in this way.