Located in the heart of Fengjing, just a short distance from the imperial city, the avenue is lined with bustling shops, and the passersby are all wealthy and noble.
Zheng Ruqian walked among them, still dressed in his flamboyant young master attire, but he looked dejected, lacking the spirit he had when he knocked on the Jiang family's door.
Jiang San and Jiang Si felt a little sorry for him and wanted to try to persuade him.
Wang Xiaosong stopped them, saying, "Young master is reluctant to part with the young lady."
The younger sister you've been with day and night suddenly has a different identity and is trapped in a wealthy family. You have to report to them three times before you can see her. Who can accept this?
The thought of Wang Xiaozhu suddenly dressed in gold and silver, looking extremely noble, made Wang Xiaosong's tears well up uncontrollably.
Fortunately, Jiang San comforted him, "Brother Song, your sister is still at the clinic, she's not wearing any gold or silver."
Jiang Si nodded, "Yeah, Brother Song, stop dreaming, it's impossible."
Wang Xiaosong cried even louder.
In reality, this is a declaration of war between selfishness and conscience. The selfish brother wants his sister to stay by his side, while his conscience feels that his sister deserves to enjoy wealth and honor and that a few years of sibling affection should not be used to delay her.
So the boys who entered the courtyard for the second time remained silent, clenching their fists, reluctant to part but unable to speak.
Just like Zheng Ruqian at this moment.
He wanted to turn back, but he was afraid of upsetting Jiang Sheng, so he could only suppress his impulse and stumble along with difficulty.
Until I heard Wang Xiaosong's exclamation, and then it seemed like someone covered my mouth.
How could the capital city be attacked?
This is a good opportunity to turn back.
Zheng Ruqian turned around cautiously, then carefully focused his gaze, and unexpectedly saw a fair and rosy little round face, a familiar smile, overflowing with joy, and the word "Second Brother" etched into his bones!
He was stunned, dumbfounded, and bewildered.
Until Jiang Sheng called out again, "Second Brother".
Zheng Ruqian snapped out of his daze and asked incredulously, "You snuck out? Does the Jiang family know?"
That's why the brother and sister have such identical thought processes.
Jiang Sheng stood with her hands on her hips, looking both amused and exasperated. "It wasn't sneaking away, it was going home."
She still had a delicate little bundle hanging from her arm, its contents heavy and unreadable. Her hair was still styled in neat double buns, and her clothes were pink and luxurious, just as she had been at the Jiang family home.
But she said she was going home.
Then let's go home.
Zheng Ruqian blinked away the tears welling up in his eyes, lightly picked up the bundle from his sister's arms, and waved his hand at Jiang San, Jiang Si, and Wang Xiaosong, who were huddled together, "Let's go home."
The five men, master and servants, walked out with an air of arrogance and pride, accompanied by the girl's clear laughter.
The sky is blue, and people are happy.
But this joy came to an abrupt end at the entrance of the second courtyard.
The more delicious the food at the Jiang family's house was, the more embarrassed they felt.
Especially when pressed against the door frame, hearing the anxious sounds inside, one's face turns red with anxiety.
"The food's been reheated three times already, why isn't the second son back yet?" Xu Mo tapped the table lightly. "Could he be getting into trouble at the Jiang family's?"
“With his younger sister around, the Jiang family shouldn’t make things difficult for him. Perhaps the three bowls of lychees are too conspicuous.” Chang Yan frowned, twirling a string of wooden beads in his hand.
Wen Zhiyun timidly replied, "There are always laws under the emperor's nose. It's unlikely that Second Brother encountered an accident. He's probably just held up by something."
What followed was a long silence.
There was nothing we could do; all the chattering family members hid outside the door, while the rest of us were like clams that had been dead for three days.
Even through the door, one could imagine the three brothers sitting upright, deep in thought.
Jiang Sheng couldn't bear it any longer and nudged Zheng Ruqian's arm, "Second Brother, why aren't we going in yet?"
Zheng Ruqian turned around and slapped his forehead.
How could I forget about this little darling? With her around, forgetting to go home and have dinner with her brothers shouldn't be a big deal, right?
He grinned, grabbed Jiang Sheng with one hand, and banged on the door with the other.
The three brothers, who were sitting upright, all looked up at the same time. Wen Zhiyun was the most excited, "Second brother is back! Second brother is back!"
Changyan was the fastest; as soon as he lowered the newly replaced door latch, he saw two other people with their mouths open in a smile.
"Xiao Wu".
Fifth Brother.
It was a sound even more beautiful than heavenly music.
Even the deep and cunning Chang Yan stood frozen in place, unable to recover for a long time.
Not to mention Wen Zhiyun behind her, whose eyes instantly reddened, her tear ducts turning into a spring.
Xu Mo was almost speechless, "You...you..."
"We're back!" Zheng Ruqian started to show off. "I brought my sister home. I brought her, I brought her."
Wang Xiaosong nodded in agreement, “Yes, the boss had already gone far away when the girl suddenly appeared and said she wanted to go home.”
Jiang San and Jiang Si reached out again, but it was too late.
Zheng Ruqian gritted his teeth, but before he could speak, Chang Yan and Wen Zhiyun pounced on him and grabbed the hems of their clothes tightly.
Xu Mo slowly walked up behind the four of them, his voice nasal, "Now, we're only missing the third one."
They will be reunited once Fang Heng is gone.
very nice.
The siblings walked into the courtyard affectionately. Aunt Zhang had just brought out the fourth batch of food and was stunned when she saw Jiang Sheng. Xiao Zhu helped set out the bowls and chopsticks, saying, "Dinner's ready!"
Everyone took their seats in turn, without distinction of master and servant, or of rank.
Aunt Zhang wiped away her tears and picked up some food, saying, "Little Jiang Sheng, come and eat the braised pork knuckle, your favorite big braised pork knuckle."
"No, no, no." The gluttonous little girl shook her head, a rare occurrence for her. "I'm not hungry anymore. I ate my fill at the Jiang family's house."
The lychee feast was so delicious that I ended up completely stuffed, and even the tender, boneless braised pork knuckle had to be reluctantly declined.
That makes sense; how could the Jiang family let her leave on an empty stomach?
Aunt Zhang's large pork knuckle turned a corner and landed in front of Zheng Lao Er. "Ru Qian must be starving. Eat more."
Zheng was already full, but dared not say so. Sweat dripped from Ruqian's forehead. He looked around, wanting to decline, "Let's give it to Big Brother. He must be hungrier than me."
However, Xu Mo lowered his eyelashes and said, "I'm content with just vegetables."
"Then give it to Xiao Si, Xiao Si should eat it." Zheng Ruqian said hurriedly.
Wen Zhiyun waved his hand in surprise, "Second brother, have you forgotten? I don't like pork knuckle."
"Then give it to Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu can eat it." Zheng Ruqian was almost in tears.
Chang Yan, who had been calm, raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Second brother, this is from your aunt. Just eat it. You came back hungry anyway."
Anyway... I came back... hungry...
Zheng Ruqian vaguely felt that they knew something, but the men of Dayu were proud and unwilling to admit defeat, so how could they possibly admit that they had made a mistake?
With a death-defying resolve, he picked up the pork knuckle skin, the oil and grease sliding down his esophagus at the same time, almost causing the lychee feast to surge upwards, but it was forcibly pushed back down.
After just one bite, Zheng Ruqian started burping, and he couldn't stop.
Wen Zhiyun asked with concern, "Second brother, would you like some tea to help you digest?"
Xu Mo and Chang Yan looked at each other calmly, then both smiled mischievously.
It's to make you cheat on me and not tell the truth.
They would order takeout and then secretly leave it in the kitchen, as if no one could see it.
If you have two exceptionally clever brothers, don't try to deceive them. This is a conclusion Zheng Ruqian reached while drinking digestive tea.
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