Fang Jinxiu was imprisoned in this yard, but it couldn't really be considered a prison.

Because the door of the house was not locked and the gate of the courtyard was not blocked, but apart from the maids and servants assigned to the house, no one else came, and Fang Jinxiu did not go out either.

At this time she walked out of the yard. It was already dusk and all the lights in the house were on, so the sight was as bright as stars.

Although the residence was remote, maids and servants occasionally walked on the road, and they were startled when they saw Fang Jinxiu coming over.

After Su died of fear of crime, her family never asked about the treatment of Jinxiu. They did not treat her harshly in terms of food, clothing and shelter. They just ignored her as if she did not exist.

The maids and servants stopped, and Fang Jinxiu also saw them. She stopped and turned her head consciously to the side.

He seemed afraid of being seen and felt embarrassed by being seen.

Yuanshi was standing on the road nearby and happened to see this scene, and her eyes suddenly became sad.

The third lady Fang Jinxiu, who has always regarded herself as a man, is carefree and fearless, and does not care about her reputation or other people's opinions, has become so timid.

It's like a strong man whose faith has collapsed, or a sapless tree whose branches have been drained.

She took a deep breath and whispered something to the maid beside her.

The maid nodded and walked past her quickly down the road.

"What are you doing?" she shouted at the maids.

The maids looked over and took a few steps back.

Fang Jinxiu also felt a little embarrassed.

The maid didn't look at her.

"Hurry up, hurry up, the young master is at the old lady's place now. He has finished his meal and talked, and he is about to go back to rest. You guys go to the young master's yard and help clean up." She urged, waving her hand.

Do they still need to clean up the young master's yard?

Regardless of whether the young master was at home or not, Old Lady Fang and First Madam Fang would have people clean up three times a day.

But everyone was smart and looked at Fang Jinxiu standing beside them. They understood that the maid was telling Fang Jinxiu where Fang Chengyu was.

However, this is the Third Miss after all, the daughter born and raised by Su. Would it be okay to let her know where the Young Master is?

The maids looked hesitant but knew that the maid belonged to Yuanshi. Even though Aunt Su had encountered such a big thing, the old lady and the first wife still trusted Yuanshi very much.

Since it is Yuanshi's arrangement, just obey it.

They responded by hurriedly following the maid to Fang Chengyu's yard.

Yuanshi also turned around and left on the way.

The surroundings returned to silence. Fang Jinxiu stood there in a daze for a moment. Then she smiled self-deprecatingly, looked up in a certain direction, bit her lower lip, and walked away quickly.

She met more maids on the way, but they all ignored her, and Fang Jinxiu walked to the gate of Old Lady Fang's courtyard.

This place is familiar yet strange.

She stood outside the door in a trance, and just as she was dazed, she heard a bustle in the yard, and the curtain of Old Lady Fang's door was opened by the maids. Someone came out, and Fang Jinxiu subconsciously hid behind a big tree nearby.

There was a continuous stream of talking and laughing, making the entire night sky lively.

"Grandma, please don't send me off. I'll come to see you tomorrow."

"Second sister, you should also take a rest soon."

The boy's gentle and clear voice came.

Chengyu!

Fang Jinxiu grabbed the bark and looked inside.

The young man walked slowly among the interlaced figures in the light of the lanterns. He turned his head to listen to Fang Yunxiu's words and nodded with a smile.

Describes a handsome and graceful figure. No longer as lifeless as before.

Fang Jinxiu smiled with tears streaming down her face.

He was really cured and came back safely.

She couldn't help but step out. She raised her foot and then stopped.

What was she doing there? Was she congratulating him for not being killed by her biological mother? Was she congratulating him for finally escaping her biological mother's poisoning for ten years?

Fang Jinxiu held the bark tightly and watched Fang Chengyu walk over and over.

"Sister, I bought gifts for you." he said.

"You still care about buying us gifts." Fang Yunxiu smiled reproachfully.

"Of course, you have to buy gifts when you go out." Fang Chengyu said, with a little pride in his voice, "Although I have never been out, I still know this rule."

Fang Yunxiu and Fang Yuxiu both laughed.

Fang Jinxiu couldn't help laughing.

I haven't changed at all. I'm still so sensible and humorous.

She smiled with tears in her eyes as she watched them walk away surrounded by maids. Silence returned to Old Lady Fang's doorstep. The maids began to disperse. The maids on night duty were busy with their own tasks. Everyone seemed to see Fang Jinxiu but also seemed not to see her.

Fang Jinxiu stood there blankly for a moment, then turned around and slowly walked back.

The maids in the yard came back at some point. They were not surprised that Fang Jinxiu was not there, nor were they happy about her return.

"The water is boiled and the food is ready," they said simply as usual.

Fang Jinxiu ignored him and went into the house as usual.

The room was lit, decorated luxuriously, and even had an ice basin to dispel the summer heat.

Fang Jinxiu looked at the house, a place that was both familiar and unfamiliar to her. It was familiar because it was the home where she had lived for fourteen years, but it was unfamiliar because it was no longer her home.

Her gaze froze and fell on the bed by the window where she usually sat, where a small bundle was placed.

This is not originally here; it was newly delivered.

Fang Jinxiu walked over slowly, as if she had thought of something, but she couldn't believe it. She hesitated for a long time before she reached out and opened the bag.

There were a bunch of small things in the bag, including palm-sized sachets, clay puppies and cats, and bells. It was a mess, as if he had bought them as he walked.

Fang Jinxiu's tears welled up again.

"Sister, I bought you some gifts."

It turns out that there is also her.

The night gradually became quieter. Some people were so happy that they could not fall asleep, while others fell asleep in sorrow. When it was daybreak, the midnight snack stalls on the street extinguished their fires, while the early morning tea stalls lit up their fires.

Old Man Niu has been selling tea soup at the entrance of this alley for nearly twenty years. He is much slower than when he was young, but his skills are more sophisticated. Although it is slow, a pot of fragrant hawthorn tea soup is very tempting in the morning air.

While he was busy, someone walked up to the stall.

"Boss, I want a bowl of tea."

This was the voice of a young boy. Old Man Niu raised his head and saw the boy's appearance.

The young man was very handsome and well-dressed, and he looked like a wealthy man. However, Old Man Niu, who was familiar to everyone on the street, did not recognize him.

Knowing each other or not does not hinder doing business.

"Young man, you're up so early." Old Man Niu said as he quickly poured a bowl of tea.

The young man sat down on a small stool nearby, holding the bowl and drinking from it in small sips, his eyes full of satisfaction and joy in the midst of the hot steam.

He has been making tea soup for so many years, firstly to support his family, and secondly to see people happy after eating it. At this moment, Old Man Niu is also very happy.

"Uncle, I remember there should be a candy seller nearby, right?" the young man asked.

Old Man Niu said "oh" and thought for a moment before he remembered.

"Well, I stopped making it six or seven years ago." He said, and looked at the young man again. He looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old. Could it be that he had eaten it when he was a child?

"Yes, I ate it once when I was a kid." The young man said with a shy smile, "I haven't been out for many years, I didn't know he didn't make it anymore."

What does it mean if it doesn’t come out?

Old Man Niu was a little puzzled, but the young man said nothing more. He finished his tea in small sips and stood up.

"I want another bowl to go," he said, taking out the money and handing it over.

Old Man Niu quickly filled a bowl.

"Just return the bowl after you finish it," he said.

The young man smiled and answered yes, then walked away with the covered bowl in his hand. Old Man Niu saw that he was heading towards the city gate. It was so early, the city gate might not be open yet, right?

With a crisp sound, Lei Zhonglian swung the whip with his left hand. His right hand was wrapped in bandages and hung in front of him because of the serious injury. However, he did not look weak at all, but was full of energy.

"Madam, we're here." He said happily, pointing ahead and exclaiming, "The city gate is open so early."

Not only was the city gate open, but there was also a man standing in front of it.

"Nine Years Old." He also saw the carriage and shouted happily.

Miss Jun lifted the car curtain and looked at Fang Chengyu who was walking quickly towards her.

"Are you hungry?" Fang Chengyu stood in front of the car, and the first thing he did was to pass on the tea. "I just tasted it, it's delicious."

Miss Jun smiled slightly and reached out to take it.

"It's still hot," she said, pinching her ears with her fingers. "I walked all the way last night, and I'm really hungry now."