Cheng Jinxing scratched his hair in frustration.
Sometimes elders should be respected, and sometimes young people should be cared for.
What kind of person is Cheng Minhong?
You can be respected as an elder and loved as a young person.
It's all my uncle's fault, that playboy. He's already in his forties, but he still wants to marry a younger woman. The daughter he has is only two years older than his grandson.
Cheng Jinxing muttered as he put on his coat and combed his hair.
He never considered that his aunt was only three years older than Jin Yan.
When he entered the dining room, the Cheng family had already started serving the meal.
There were only the old couple, Cheng Yue, Xue Hanyu, Cheng Minhong and Ning Wazi. There weren't many dishes on the table. Their family was rich now, but they weren't to the point of being wasteful.
After Cheng Jinxing sat down, Cheng Minhong was still making faces at him, but he was too lazy to pay attention to her.
"Nephew Jinxing, I have good news for you, do you want to hear it?"
Seeing that Cheng Jinxing ignored her, Cheng Minhong took her bowl and chopsticks and ran to sit next to Cheng Jinxing.
If Cheng Shun and Jiang Shi were not there, Cheng Jinxing would definitely not want to sit next to this naughty girl.
"I'm telling you, I'm not going back to Beijing this year. I'll stay until next year! Dad just sent a letter saying he'll come over in the twelfth lunar month to celebrate my birthday."
Cheng Minhong giggled.
"What? You're staying until next year?"
Cheng Jinxing was surprised.
He thought that the little devil would go back at the end of this month or next month.
Will this have to wait until next year?
Does that mean he will have to be bullied by this little devil until next year?
"Uncle and aunt, look at my nephew Jinxing, he doesn't welcome me!"
Cheng Minhong complained to Cheng Shun and Jiang Shi in a wronged manner.
"What are you talking about, you little brat? If your aunt wants to play until next year, then she can stay in our house forever. Do you have the right to speak?"
Cheng Shun glared at Cheng Jinxing. If the distance wasn't far, he would have hit him.
"Don't be sad, youngest. Jinxing was just joking."
Jiang comforted Cheng Minhong.
"Yeah, I know, nephew Jinxing was just joking. Hehe."
Cheng Minhong immediately smiled again.
"Nephew Jinxing, it's my birthday on the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month. Remember to give me a gift! I like it..."
Cheng Minhong talked a lot to Cheng Jinxing.
She really liked her uncle's house, especially during meal times. It was lively and there were no rules. She could say whatever she wanted.
In the morning, Cheng Kang sent someone to deliver a letter, saying that he was going to Liangzhou on business and would return to the village directly in the twelfth lunar month.
…
At this moment, a convoy set off from the capital city towards two weeks.
The carriage was very low-key, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that the person sitting in it was definitely not an ordinary person.
In the largest carriage in the middle, Cheng Kang was sitting upright and looking at the man next to him.
His eyes were full of sadness and worry.
"Uncle, don't look at me like that, cough cough, as if I'm going to die soon! Cough cough cough cough..."
This man was none other than the sick Crown Prince.
He was thin and his face was pale, almost bluish, and he looked very listless.
He just said one sentence and he started coughing non-stop.
He quickly took a handkerchief and covered his mouth.
After coughing, the handkerchief was covered with bright red blood.
"Your Highness!"
Cheng Kang was frightened.
"It's okay. I've gotten used to it in the past two years. Cough, cough, cough, cough..."
After he finished speaking, he started coughing again.
"Your Highness, please stop talking. The journey to Liangzhou is long. I hope Your Highness can get enough rest and not injure your vitality!"
Cheng Kang said with concern.
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