Cui Zhongyuan also laughed, but his smile was a little sad.
It seems like these words should be spoken by him as a father.
I see that my parents’ mood has improved.
Cui Xian continued, "Dad, Mom, my son was willful and decided to go to Pei Mansion without discussing it with you in advance. Please don't blame me."
"But please rest assured, my son will work hard and make a name for himself after he leaves. In the future, he will move our family out of Hexi Village, buy a big house, make a lot of money, study hard and take the imperial examinations, and ask for a title of nobility for me."
Under the jumping oil lamp.
The young son, who was about to leave home, had clear eyes and expressed his heartfelt feelings to his parents.
Chen hugged Cui Xian in her arms and said tearfully, "Xian is such a good man, how could your father and I blame you? Mother knows that you have great ambitions, and it would be great if you could make a name for yourself."
"But making a lot of money, buying a big house, and asking for an imperial decree sounds tiring. Xian is still young, don't be so upset and burden yourself with unnecessary work."
"Take care of yourself first. The rest are not as important as you."
Cui Zhongyuan nodded and said, "That's right, your mother is right. If you go to the Pei family and get wronged, you should come back immediately. Our family is safe and healthy, which is better than anything else."
This time, it was Cui Xian's turn to get red-eyed.
From now on, he is also a child loved by his parents.
That's great.
Early the next morning.
The Pei Mansion's carriage arrived outside the Cui Family's door again, and the old housekeeper actually came to pick them up in person.
The whole family came out to see Cui Xian off.
Last night, Chen complained that her husband was nagging, but now she held her son's hand and repeated his instructions over and over again.
Old Mrs. Cui leaned against the door frame, her old eyes full of pity and guilt.
Behind them is a dilapidated, shabby and impoverished home.
"Dad, Mom, Sister, Uncle, Aunt, Grandmother."
Cui Xian's eyes slowly swept across the faces of the family members and said with a smile: "I'm leaving now, take care of yourselves."
It has been more than a month since he traveled through time, and he has already accepted this family and become a part of it.
Now that we are about to leave, it is inevitable that we feel reluctant to leave.
Old Mrs. Cui looked at her grandson who had grown up and said in a trembling voice with relief, "Okay, okay, go ahead. Brother Xian, take care of yourself."
Cui Xian walked over and hugged his thin and old grandmother.
Then he turned his back to his family, waved goodbye, and got on the Pei Mansion's carriage.
The old butler repeatedly assured that he would take good care of young man Cui Xian, and then told the coachman to drive away.
The Cui family stood at the door of their house, following the carriage with their eyes, watching it go farther and farther... until it disappeared at the end of the road, and no trace of it could be seen anymore.
This year was the sixteenth year of Jiahe in the Daliang Dynasty.
Cui Xian, who had just turned eight years old, left home from Hexi Village and officially stepped onto the stage of history.
What awaits him is a bright future that is destined to be dazzling and promising.
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