When Meng Zhao returned home, it was already dark.

The warriors were very skilled in martial arts, and Meng Zhao spent a lot of effort to get rid of them.

As soon as he got home, Qing's father and mother said anxiously that Qingying and the child were missing.

The prepared meals were neatly arranged on the table, and no chopsticks had been touched.

Meng Zhao frowned and thought about it, thinking that it was related to the group of warriors today.

He told Qing's father and mother not to worry, and he would go and find Qingying and the child right away.

Meng Zhao went to the market to buy a fast horse, and immediately ran to the city gate.

He asked the young man guarding the city gate if he had seen a group of men in silver-gray clothes leaving the city this afternoon.

The young man guarding the city gate was a neighbor of the Lin family. He thought about it, answered truthfully, and said yes.

Meng Zhao thanked him, jumped on the horse, and rushed out of the city with the whip.

The mission of this group of warriors was to capture him and bring him back to Anyang City. Why would they suddenly leave before the mission is completed?

They must have captured Qingying and the child and wanted to lead him back.

In the dim night, more than 20 men on horseback were escorting a carriage on the forest avenue.

A man walking in front asked the leading man, "Brother, will the lady punish you if you go back without catching the eldest young master?" The leading

man rolled his eyes at the younger brother and said, "What do you know? With these three people here, are you still afraid that the eldest young master will not return to Anyang City? The eldest young master will go back obediently without us asking him. Cheer up and hurry up, don't let the eldest young master catch up and rescue the people."

"Yes, brother."

The warriors set out two hours earlier than Meng Zhao, and Meng Zhao couldn't catch up for a while.

There is more than one way to get back to Anyang City. At dawn, the warriors took Qingying and the child and took a boat.

Going east by water across the Qingshui River would save them from crossing two mountains, and it was much closer than going by land.

The warriors did not stop on the way, and took turns traveling by water and land. It took them ten days to return to Anyang City.

One day earlier than Meng Zhao.

After Meng Zhao arrived in Anyang City, he went straight to the Meng family. As

soon as he walked into the courtyard, he shouted, "Mom, come to me if you have anything to do. Don't hurt Qingying and the child. If anything happens to them, I won't live...live...either."

Meng Zhao stood at the door of the hall, looking at the harmonious scene in front of him, and was stunned.

Hearing his shout, Qingying, Madam Meng, Meng Xi, and Meng Ran in the room all turned their heads and looked at the dying man at the door.

The five of them looked at each other through the door, and Meng Zhao was still a little dazed.

This was different from what he expected.

The four people in the room were eating. Meng Ran was held in Madam Meng's arms, and the little girl was gnawing on a chicken leg.

Meng Xi was sitting on a chair and eating, with a chicken leg in his hand, and Madam Meng was wiping the oil stains from the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief.

Qingying sat next to Meng Xi, holding chopsticks in her hand, picked up a piece of meat, and was about to put it to her mouth.

Meng Zhao stared at the scene in front of him in a daze. He thought that Madam Meng had brought Qingying and the child back to force him to submit.

The scene in front of him seemed a little unreal.

Meng Zhao called out tentatively, "Mother..."

Madam Meng called him, "Are you hungry? Come and eat."

After that, she lowered her head to wipe Meng Xi's mouth and ignored Meng Zhao.

Meng Zhao glanced at Qingying, walked over and sat down beside her.

He asked in a low voice, "Yingying, mother didn't make things difficult for you, did she?"

Qingying shook her head, "No."

Not only did she not make things difficult for you, but she also provided her with good food and drink, and even the servants in the mansion called her the eldest young lady, which shocked her.

When the warrior brought Qingying and the child back, Madam Meng was stunned when she saw the two children, Mengxi and Mengran, for the first time.

Mengxi and Mengran were particularly similar to Meng Zhao in their eyebrows and eyes. Mengxi inherited Meng Zhao's heroic spirit, while Mengran inherited more of Qingying's beauty.

Mrs. Meng saw the shadow of Meng Zhao in the two children. She looked at Qingying, then at the two children, and immediately understood.

This is Meng Zhao's child.

Two at once, one more than the fourth child of Zhao Lao Si, which made Mrs. Meng very happy.

Meng Xi and Meng Ran had just heard Qingying say that this was Daddy's home, and the person in front of them was Daddy's mother.

Qingying always taught the children to greet their elders.

When Mrs. Meng came forward, the two babies shouted in unison: "Hello, grandma."

"Oh, so good." Mrs. Meng was so happy that the word "grandma" touched her heart.

She hugged Meng Xi and Meng Ran excitedly, touched their heads, pinched their cheeks, and smiled kindly.

Mrs. Meng was a beautiful middle-aged woman with a gentle face. Although sometimes she would act like the mistress of the Meng family, she looked awe-inspiring.

But when she was not stern, she did not look fierce.

The children saw that she had a kind face, were not afraid of her, and were willing to get close to her.

Although it only took one day, the three generations of the grandfather and grandson got along very naturally.

Meng Zhao ate his meal nervously, fearing that this was a trap set by his mother, and that she would send someone to catch him as soon as he finished his meal.

After finishing the meal without any incident, Madam Meng asked Meng Xi and Meng Ran: "Brother Xi and sister Ran, are you willing to sleep with grandma tonight?"

Meng Xi and Meng Ran nodded, with a well-behaved face and a sweet voice: "Yes."

Madam Meng touched the top of the two children's heads and said happily: "Oh, you are so good, go back to the room with grandma to wash up."

Madam Meng stood up with Meng Ran in her arms, took two steps, and turned back to tell Meng Zhao: "Early tomorrow morning, we have to take Qingying and the children to the family tree. Zhao'er, you are tired from the long journey, don't be too tired tonight, and rest early with Qingying."

"Go... go to the family tree?"

Meng Zhao was surprised.

It was possible for the children to do so.

But would Qingying come with them?

Didn't mother object to him marrying Qingying?

Meng Zhao asked in surprise: "Mother, didn't you send people to capture me to force me to marry Miss Zhao?"

Mrs. Meng couldn't help rolling her eyes: "Miss Zhao has already married someone else and even has a child. How could she care about you?"

"Who did she marry?"

"Your second brother."

"Second... second brother..."

Meng Zhao was stunned. What happened after he ran away from the marriage?

His second brother actually married Miss Zhao and even had a child.