"I'm leaving."

Jiang Shanhe wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, which was much more civilized than Li Shouji who casually wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

"Why are you leaving so early?"

Li Shouji felt a little strange when he saw Jiang Shanhe, who was in particularly high spirits today.

Jiang Shanhe didn't say anything, just stretched his muscles and left first.

Yesterday he deliberately rested an hour early, and this morning he ate an extra bowl of rice. The clothes he wore were also some simple-style clothes that Xiaoguo made for him.

Although he doesn't understand what minimalist style is, it is indeed comfortable.

According to the address, we arrived at Master Kong's residence.

When Jiang Shanhe arrived, many carriages were already parked at the gate of the mansion, and servants were carrying wooden boxes out.

Jiang Shanhe originally wanted to ask someone to inform him, but it seemed that no one noticed him, so he had to walk in by himself.

Avoiding the busy crowd, he came to the hall and happened to meet the servant who usually followed Master Kong.

The servant also saw Jiang Shanhe. In fact, he went to the door on purpose to wait for him, but he ran into him before he had walked far.

Jiang Shanhe followed the servant to Master Kong's room.

At this moment, the Grand Tutor was packing his luggage with his wife, so it was not appropriate to leave personal belongings in his hands.

Pack up what needs to be taken away and put away what needs to be left.

"Old woman, don't lose things. I don't think you can get them back this time. Take everything you can."

"Oh, I know, stop talking nonsense."

The two old men have already changed out of their brocade robes and put on ordinary clothes. If you don't tell them, you will definitely not be able to guess their true identities.

Once they leave this time, they probably won’t be able to come back. They are too old now, they can’t go through too much trouble. After they die, they will be buried right there.

At this time, the servant reported something, and the old couple saw Jiang Shanhe at the door.

"Master."

"I'm not the Grand Tutor anymore. General, just call me Master."

Confucius waved his hand. Yesterday was his last day as Taifu. As soon as he took off his official uniform this morning, there was no need to mention Taifu anymore. He preferred the title of Master.

Mrs. Kong glanced at him and whispered, "You are the one who has too many problems."

Confucius was old, but his ears were still good, not to mention that they had been together for more than 60 years, so he could know what the other person meant just by looking at him.

Hearing this said about himself, Confucius did not seem to care, but he curled his lips slightly under his white beard. He did not dare to express his dissatisfaction with any big movements, and could only protest with small movements.

But the protest was in vain. Mrs. Kong didn't even look at the old man next to her. Instead, she smiled brightly and nodded to Jiang Shanhe, then went out reluctantly, glaring at Master Kong before leaving.

I don't know what this old man was thinking. He insisted on letting the general come here to do hard labor, relying on his age to make random guesses. If she were a general, she would have spanked him so that he could learn a lesson.

Confucius snorted heavily at the man's receding back, and he knew he was scolding me.

Confucius took out all the anger he got from his wife on Jiang Shanhe.

After explaining everything to him, he left alone.

Jiang Shanhe was left alone standing in the huge room, staring at the boxes that filled half the room.

If he heard correctly, he should be asked to move these to the carriage outside, right?

Jiang Shanhe swallowed his saliva, and he finally understood what Shao Zhan meant.

Rest early, eat well and dress comfortably. It turns out that he already knew that he would have to do hard work today.

"well……"

Jiang Shanhe sighed and said, forget it, for the sake of his son, he would do the hard work.

Jiang Shanhe rolled up his sleeves and worked until the afternoon, and Kong Fuzi, who was supposed to set out today, postponed his departure to tomorrow morning.

Seeing Jiang Shanhe busy all day, Mrs. Kong felt sorry for him. She served him tea and poured him a glass of water from time to time. Mrs. Kong almost rolled her eyes. Her love for handsome guys hasn't changed even when she's old. Why isn't she so attentive to him when he's working?

Mrs. Kong stood at the door, looking at the departing figure with distress, and scolded Master Kong, "Look at you, old man. You didn't have so many things to move, but you had to pack the useful and useless things into boxes and ask people to move them. Now, the employees have to work hard to move them downstairs again."

At this point, she couldn't help but pinch him with her hand, "You are just looking for trouble."

Confucius dodged back in pain, "Who said I was looking for trouble? I did this for a purpose."

"What's the purpose?"

"You won't understand even if I tell you." Confucius knew he was wrong as soon as he said this, and immediately tried to make amends, "I'm not..."

"Okay! Kong Daniu! You actually think I'm uneducated!"

"Who dislikes you? And we agreed not to mention your nickname anymore!"

"Kong Daniu, Kong Daniu, Kong Daniu! How dare you despise me now? If I hadn't pulled you out of the cesspool, you wouldn't even be a Kong Bang. You wouldn't even be a Daniu..."

Mrs. Kong didn't care about this at all. She didn't let her say it, but she pushed him away, pointed at his nose and started to criticize him. Although she was old, her lung capacity was still good.

He kept talking about Kong Daniu every three sentences. Confucius covered his ears and ran into the house as if he was escaping. Mrs. Kong followed him closely, scolding him as she chased him.

So, this is the scene in the mansion.

Two old men were chasing after him at their fastest speed. One of them covered his ears and pretended not to hear anything, while the other one was holding up his skirt and chasing after him, spitting sweet words.

But what others saw was two old men moving forward at a turtle's pace.

Kong Ni, who was on his way to look for his parents, quietly covered his little son's ears and only let go after the old people walked away from him.

"Dad, what are grandparents doing?"

The child looked at Connie innocently, not understanding why he had to cover his ears and mouth.

"It's okay. Grandpa and grandma are taking a walk."

The younger son nodded. So that's why. No wonder he walked so slowly. It turned out he was just taking a walk.

"Why do you cover my ears and mouth?"

"..." Connie pulled his son in another direction. After a moment of silence, he said thoughtfully, "Life experience is over."

The little son only half understood what was going on. Connie didn't say anything. He just rubbed his son's head and looked ahead, thinking.

I still remember that when I was little, I happened to hear those beautiful words. Thinking of the scene at that time again, my heart was broken.

From that day on, the gentle, generous and considerate mother in my heart was gone forever.

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When Jiang Shanhe returned to his residence, it was already late.

The guards looked at the slightly exhausted general, their inner respect for him flowing like a torrent of water. It seemed that the general had put in a lot of effort in today's military training.

Jiang Shanhe waved his hand casually, and when there was no one around, he rubbed his arm tiredly. He already had an old injury on his arm, and today he had spent another day on it. It looked like he would have to suffer from pain for another month.

Just as he reached the door of the house, before one foot touched the ground, he keenly sensed an aura that shouldn't be there.

"who!"

I subconsciously reached for my waist, but didn't feel the familiar touch. Then I remembered that I wasn't wearing ordinary clothes today, so I didn't take the knife from my waist.

"It's me."

As soon as the voice came out, Jiang Shanhe felt relieved, "Why don't you turn on the light?"

As he spoke, he began to move in the darkness in a familiar manner, as if there was no difference from daytime.

He took out a tinder and lit the candle, and the room suddenly became brighter. He could see Shao Zhan sitting at the table and the food on the table in front of him.