The Jiang family was once one of the largest families in the capital. After the current emperor ascended the throne, he found an excuse to confiscate the properties of five large families in the capital because the treasury was short of money, and the Jiang family was the first to be hit.

All the family's money was passively paid up, and even the house was taken away with a reason, and they were ordered to leave the city that day and not return to Beijing.

Helplessly, Jiang's father could only travel around with his family and use the money he had hidden away, and finally settled in Taohua Village.

But he was depressed and died of depression not long after. Before he died, he was still worried about not being able to be buried in his ancestral tomb, and he died with his eyes open.

The Jiang family has lived in the capital for generations, even their ancestral tombs are in the capital. Now they can only die in a foreign land, and Jiang's father was depressed until his death.

The Jiang family has been clean for generations, but the current emperor used a crime that Zixuwu committed, and as a result, they cannot return home, and even cannot return to their homeland after death.

Although Jiang Shanhe was still young at the time, he still remembered his father's last wish. Thinking of his father's last words, he reluctantly told Jiang Shanhe with his last breath that he must restore the reputation of the Chiang family and let him return to his roots. After saying this, he died.

This is also the reason why Jiang Shanhe decided to help Shao Zhan ascend the throne. As long as he became the emperor, he could petition and use his own merits to restore the reputation of the Jiang family. Then he could move his father's tomb back to the capital and rest in peace in the ancestral tomb.

Jiang Shanhe collected his thoughts, carefully opened the letter, took a deep breath, and looked at the contents without blinking. Slowly, a look of joy spread across his face, his brows relaxed with happiness, and his red lips of moderate thickness were now showing a dazzling smile.

The tense face now looked like a spring breeze passing by. The already handsome face was now blessed with warmth, making it look even more handsome and handsome.

After reading to the end, Jiang Shanhe put down the letter, breathed a sigh of relief, and tears seemed to flash across his eyes. He felt relieved that they were doing well.

Li Shouji thought he was seeing things. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief and stared at him blankly for a long time.

"I have a daughter!"

Jiang Shanhe repeated this sentence several times. Li Shouji came back to his senses and looked at him speechlessly, "Do you want me to promote it for you?"

After reading the letter, Jiang Shanhe kept mumbling this sentence: he had a daughter, he had a daughter. Li Shouji was excited and happy for him at first, but later he wanted to shut him up!

It's just bullying him, a lonely man.

After Jiang Shanhe said another sentence, Li Shouji couldn't help but reply, "Yes, yes, yes! A plump, white daughter wearing pink clothes!"

Jiang Shanhe did not say anything else. As if he was very satisfied, he folded the letter carefully and neatly and put it in his arms. He gently patted the place where the letter and his heart were aligned.

This note is his connection with his family. Putting it here makes him feel as if he has infinite strength. He must live well and go back as soon as possible to be with his mother, Xiaoguo and their daughter!

With something to worry about, Jiang Shanhe no longer daydreamed from time to time. Every day, countless energy accumulated in his chest, and he checked the prepared route to enter the palace and important personnel over and over again.

He was so busy that it was hard for Li Shouji who followed him. He had to run around with him every day, in and out. He was getting more and more energetic, but he was the one who suffered.

I couldn't stop following him during the day, and at night I had to drink and chat with him about his daughter whom he hadn't even met yet.

Li Shouji returned to the house after finishing a day's work, threw himself on the bed, and raised his hands to rub his swollen legs. Day by day, he had his daughter to give him encouragement, but he did not.

Just as he was getting ready to wash up, there was a knock on the door. Li Shouji's muscles tensed instantly and he looked at the figure outside the door vigilantly.

"Li Shouji!"

Jiang Shanhe was holding a bottle of wine, and his voice came from outside the door with a smile. Li Shouji sighed, here he comes again...

"Strong, light the fire!"

Xiaoguo was wrapping stuffed buns in the kitchen. She was almost done. By the time Zhuangzhuang got a fever, she would be almost done.

Zhuangzhuang had been waiting outside early in the morning, and as soon as Xiaoguo gave the order, he would add firewood and light the fire.

Zhuangzhuang heard Xiaoguo's voice and excitedly lit the fire. He lit the firewood here according to what Xiaoguo had told him in the morning.

Xiaoguo saw that the oven was broken this morning, so he thought of testing whether it could work. So when it was time for lunch, Xiaoguo told Zhuangzhuang that they wanted to have baked pancakes for lunch, and he also taught Zhuangzhuang how to light the fire in it.

After Zhuangzhuang successfully lit the fire and wrapped the small fruit cakes, he placed them on the covered curtain, waiting to be put into the oven.

Xiaoguo walked outside and came to the stove. Zhuangzhuang was squatting there, looking up. He still remembered his mother saying that when the sticks were almost burned, the stove could be used.

"Is the fire almost ready?" Xiaoguo asked Zhuangzhuang.

After hearing this, Zhuangzhuang came to Xiaoguo's side and put his arm around her. "Not yet, the fire is burning brightly right now."

Xiaoguo held Zhuangzhuang and nodded, saying that there was no rush anyway.

Taking advantage of the fact that he had nothing to do at the moment, Xiaoguo asked Zhuangzhuang to take out the dirty clothes and washed them himself. Zhuangzhuang said "oh" and went back to the house. After a while, he came out with a pile of clothes.

After putting it next to Xiaoguo, he went to watch the fire.

Xiaoguo was curious about what was going on. Normally, Zhuangzhuang would definitely sit next to her and protect her, but why was he acting so abnormal today?

Although I want to ask him, although Zhuangzhuang is small, he has a stubborn temper. If he doesn't want to talk, you can't force him to talk.

Forget about thinking about it, maybe the little boy has something on his mind too.

Xiaoguo lowered her head, picked up the clothes and threw them into the basin. As she did so, she found a pink piece of clothing wrapped in a pile of dark clothes.

"Hmm? What is this?"

When Xiaoguo picked it up and took a look, it turned out to be the pink clothes that Zhuangzhuang had worn a few days ago.

How did it get rolled into a ball and stuffed into clothes? Xiao Guo was very curious, so he looked up at Zhuang Zhuang and wanted to ask him.

But when he turned around and looked up, he was met with a pair of big eyes that were secretly looking at him.

When his big eyes were discovered, he immediately lowered his head and pretended nothing had happened.

You are so strong, you are not still shy, right?

Xiaoguo couldn't help but think of the time when he wore this clothes a few days ago. He couldn't help wanting to laugh, but he was concerned about Zhuangzhuang. He quickly turned around, lowered his head, and busily washed clothes with his hands, while his shoulders were shaking.

Now Xiaoguo doesn't dare to laugh at Zhuangzhuang in public anymore. He still remembers that after he came back last time, he didn't persuade Zhuangzhuang well. As soon as he got home, the little guy opened the door and ran into the house. Xiaoguo secretly followed him in, wanting to see what happened to him.

As soon as he entered the house, Xiaoguo tiptoed in, opened the crack of the door, and looked for Zhuangzhuang.

I saw the little man standing in front of the mirror blankly, turning left and right, admiring himself, or more precisely, admiring his own clothes.

His face showed annoyance at one moment and confusion at another.

Xiaoguo looked at his expression, covered her mouth with all her might, and walked out of the door, laughing silently.