Hua Changjue held Hua Qingqing's hand and just entered Baihua Restaurant. He saw a corner of the first floor lobby of the restaurant was full of people, probably watching something exciting.
The restaurant owner, Wu Lie, was also there, looking troubled.
Opposite Manager Wu were two adults and one child, who seemed to be in a confrontation.
A fat middle-aged man with a slightly tilted head, dressed like a local tycoon, is staring at a man with a scruffy beard, messy hair, and tattered clothes in front of him.
The man was carrying a small child on his back.
Hua Qingqing recognized the other person immediately. She pulled Hua Changjue's sleeve and pointed at the man in tattered clothes.
"Dad, that's Shen Jialin!"
Hua Changjue was stunned. "Qingqing, you didn't see it wrong, did you?"
Shen Jialin was also a stunning figure in Bianjing City back then, especially his pair of peach blossom eyes, which made many women fall in love with him.
But the person in front of him had tattered clothes, a messy beard, messy hair, and did not seem to be in good spirits.
He was slightly bent over, carrying a small child on his back. The child looked to be only about one year old, with his eyes closed and asleep.
The fat local tycoon pointed at Shen Jialin's nose and cursed, "You are wearing such tattered clothes, how can you have such a good purse!"
"You want to cheat me out of money!"
Shen Jialin was a little dazed. She didn't explain and just kept saying, "This is my purse."
"This is my purse, please give it back to me."
"This is my..."
The local tycoon was a little impatient. He raised his chin, snorted coldly, and pushed Shen Jialin directly.
"With your character, can you take out a copper coin? And you have the nerve to say that the purse is yours."
Shen Jialin staggered and almost fell.
The child who was originally sleeping behind me let out a small whimper, as if he was about to wake up.
Shen Jialin was still a little dazed, but subconsciously patted the child behind her and looked at the man again.
"This is my purse!"
In fact, this purse was picked up by a local tycoon at the door of a restaurant, but he felt that it definitely did not belong to the sloppy and unkempt man in front of him.
The cloth used on this purse is obviously high-quality cloth, which can only be afforded by very wealthy families.
Shen Jialin was very persistent and still stretched out her hand.
"This purse is mine."
“Give it back to me!”
The local tycoon snorted coldly.
"How do you prove that the purse is yours?"
People around also pointed and talked.
"That's right, the fabric of that purse looks so expensive!"
"The lace on it is so beautiful, and it's not cheap."
"This man looks like a beggar."
“I feel like my mind isn’t clear.”
"I guess he's crazy. He claims everything he sees is his."
"I also think he is abnormal."
Shen Jialin was in a daze. When he heard people say that he was crazy and abnormal, he actually grinned. While he was laughing, tears rolled down his face. It was inexplicably sad to see him.
When everyone saw him like this, they were all shocked and quickly took a few steps back, fearing that this madman would go crazy and beat them.
Wu Lie also had a headache. For a moment, he didn't know what to do.
The local tycoon was a guest of their restaurant, and a regular one. He was generous, and although he was loud and had a bad temper, he was not a bad person.
But this sloppy man was the first time they had seen him, and he was not even their guest.
Logically speaking, Wu Lie should have kicked him out.
But looking at this man's casual behavior, I always feel that he has some noble demeanor. He should not be an ordinary person.
So Wu Lie hesitated.
Shen Jialin cried and laughed, feeling extremely sad.
He was originally the son of a princess, but in the end, his father colluded with the Jin Dynasty and his grandfather's entire family was executed.
The princess' mother, herself, and her sister were abandoned by their uncle and driven back to their fiefdom.
On the way back to his fiefdom, he encountered another assassination attempt. His mother died to protect his sister, and he was also seriously injured. After he finally recovered from his injuries.
It was discovered that the princess's property had been plundered by the servants. Her younger sister, who was only one month old, almost starved to death.
He took his sister to the local government office to seek justice. But a phoenix that had fallen to the ground was no better than a chicken. Everyone knew that they were disliked by their uncle, the emperor, and no one was willing to help them. They were also made all kinds of difficulties.
He could only leave the fiefdom with his sister and a few belongings.
He had a girl he loved in his heart, and he wanted to take his sister to find her. Even if he couldn't be with her, he wanted to be closer to her.
After traveling through mountains and rivers, they finally arrived at Hanzhong Prefecture, her hometown. But they found that she and her family had all been murdered.
He built a tomb for her and her family. It was at this moment that he really felt that life was so tiring and so hard.
He wanted to commit suicide. To be free.
But his sister cried, and her cry was so loud that it was heartbreaking.
Shen Jialin could only carry her sister on her back and continue to live.
They wandered around like this, going everywhere for almost a year, and before they knew it, they had arrived in Beiping, having almost spent all the money they had.
All that was left was the purse and the small change inside it.
I was in a daze today and lost my wallet.
If his sister hadn't cried, he wouldn't have noticed.
He carried his sister on his back and searched all the way, and found that the purse was in this man's hand, but he couldn't get it back.
That was their last money and his last hope of survival.
Hua Changjue was puzzled. How could the elegant Shen Jialin become like this? Even if she was ordered by the old emperor to be driven to the princess's fiefdom, she would not be so miserable.
That purse is most likely Shen Jialin's.
Hua Qingqing sighed, "Dad, that purse was given to Shen Jialin by Sister Ru'er."
Hua Changjue immediately knew what had happened between the two of them before they got together.
He suddenly felt a little bit reluctant to see such a good young man become like this. After thinking about it, he decided to walk over.
"Excuse me, everyone, this is my eldest nephew."
"His father just passed away, and he was quite traumatized."
“But there is no problem with his character.”
"Not crazy either."
When everyone saw that Hua Changjue was gentle, elegant, and had an extraordinary demeanor, they dared not say a word more.
Even the local tycoon lowered his voice.
"Is this your eldest nephew?"
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