King Chu returned home angrily, only to find that Xie Wuyang had almost packed everything.
King Chu: "..."
Huaifu shouted angrily: "Your Majesty."
Xie Wuyang, who was holding a book and reading, turned his head and glanced, then stood up and said hello in a polite manner.
Then the atmosphere between father and son became so awkward.
Even Huaifu couldn't stand it.
"You have only been at home for a few days, why are you leaving again?" King Chu frowned and looked at him dissatisfied.
Xie Wuyang said: "My friend is still waiting for me, of course I have to go back."
King Chu frowned even more tightly, the kind that could kill a fly: "What kind of friend is worth traveling all the way for? Besides, is it possible that you will stay with him for the rest of your life and never be separated again?"
Xie Wuyang pouted, he thought, but he was not Uncle Cheng's child.
Of course, you can't say this. If you say it, you will have to kneel down in the ancestral hall and get slapped.
"I'm going back anyway."
King Chu stared: "You traitor!"
Xie Wuyang said: "Father, can you say something other than this? You didn't say you were tired, I'm tired of hearing it."
The King of Chu stared at him without saying a word. He had been a ruthless soldier all his life, and he had a fierce spirit in his bones. If it were anyone else, he would have been frightened to the point of trembling with fear. However, Xie Wuhuang had been looking at his face since he was born.
It's impossible to scare Xie Wuyang with this face.
From that day on, the King of Chu came to see Xie Wuhuang every day, trying to change his mind.
But Xie Wuyang felt that his father was too noisy, and he became more determined to leave.
King Chu: "..."
Finally, when the day of departure arrived, Xie Wuyang had a bright smile on his face, so bright that King Chu felt his eyes sting.
He snorted coldly, turned around and slammed the door.
Xie Wuyang went to the eldest princess's house to pick up Cheng Jin. After careful consideration, the eldest princess did not arrange for a large group of people to follow him. Only a few guards followed him to protect him. They would come back after Cheng Jin was delivered to them.
When Jiang Baohui and Cheng Zhongqian reconciled, only Cheng Jin left with Jiang Baohui. Now, this is the first time he has left his mother.
No matter how steady he was, he would still feel a little uneasy and uneasy. Jiang Baohui said with a cruel heart: "Go ahead."
As soon as they got on the carriage, Cheng Jin couldn't help but shed tears. Xie Wuyang felt uncomfortable and handed him the handkerchief.
Cheng Jin took it silently, but it was useless. He lowered his head and cried for a while. Then he looked at Xie Wuyan and sniffed silently.
Their mothers are very familiar, but they are not familiar at all.
Strictly speaking, the day they sent the letter was the first time they met.
Xie Wuyang didn't talk much, but Cheng Jin talked even less than him, so he had no choice but to hurry on his way without any embarrassment.
Lingbao didn't know that a big surprise was waiting for her. She only knew that her house collapsed.
On a sunny, windy and cloudless day, the thatched house that had stood firm despite the floods collapsed without warning.
Collapse...collapse...collapse...
Ling Bao looked at the messy "home" and said in confusion, "Brother, our home is gone..."
Cheng Yun was frightened for a while and touched Ling Bao's thin back.
"If Lingbao hadn't asked us to identify plants with her, we would have been doomed." Cheng Yi swallowed.
The three brothers and sister looked at each other in silence.
I really don’t know what to say!
"Brother, what should we do now?" Cheng Yi asked.
This...Cheng Yun has no way to deal with the collapse of the house.
When the villagers heard the noise, they rushed over one after another and asked in shock: "Why did the house collapse? The earth dragon didn't even turn over!"
The village chief looked at the children nervously: "Are you hurt?"
"No, uncle the village chief, we are fine." Ling Bao said obediently, and then quickly said in frustration, "But our home is gone."
"Everyone is fine if they are fine." The village chief patted the little girl's head comfortingly, and then echoed the villagers, "Everyone come and help, see if you can save anything, and as much as you can save."
This is often the case in the village. When one party is in trouble, all parties support it. No one makes a sarcastic comment, and everyone digs out most of the things together.
"These can still be used, and you don't have to spend money to buy them again."
"Dalang, why don't you go sleep at my house today? Let my kids squeeze in with me."
"It's better to go to my house. You have several children, how can you squeeze them together?"
"How about two of us come to your house and two of us go to my house?"
Talking in a hurry, they directly arranged the whereabouts of Ling Bao and the others, and they were very enthusiastic.
But Cheng Yun still refused.
He knew the family situation of the villagers. No one had an empty room because they had no spare money to build more houses.
"No, village chief, we can just live next door." Cheng Yun said, "You left us the key when you left safely."
Originally it was just a casual gift, but unexpectedly it turned into a refuge.
Well, everyone knows how to choose, and the villagers won't argue anymore. The Xie family must live comfortably.
Ling Bao squatted at the door and refused to leave, his innocent little face full of sadness.
Her home whined.
Although the thatched house was dilapidated, it was the first "home" that gave her a sense of belonging.
No matter how broken the home is, it is still home. It is different.
"Your Majesty, our home has collapsed." Ling Baoke said sadly.
The king rubbed his furry face and comforted him simply: "Don't be sad, if the old ones don't go away, the new ones won't come."
Lingbao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he ran to Cheng Yun and asked expectantly: "Brother, are we going to build a new house?"
No child can refuse a new house, not even Lingbao!
Cheng Yun: "Yes."
If we don’t build a house, we won’t have a place to live.
"What kind of building does it look like? A big brick house with tiles?" Ling Bao held his chubby cheeks, and if he applied a little force, his mouth would pout.
Cheng Yi next to her felt itchy and pinched her mouth into a duck mouth.
"What does Ling Bao want?" Cheng Yun rescued his sister.
Lingbao thought about it seriously, then smiled shyly and said, "I want a bookshelf, is that okay?"
"Of course."
Since you are going to build a house, build it better so that you don’t have to worry about it collapsing again when you go to bed at night.
In addition, two more rooms can be built, so that he and Erlang can have one room each, so there is no need for three people to squeeze into one bed.
Cheng Yi joined the discussion excitedly and said: "I want a big bed, and it's best not to have a bookshelf, desk or anything like that."
Cheng Yun rolled his eyes at him, and Cheng Yi shamelessly begged his elder brother to agree to him.
"Don't worry, if you want it, your family won't have enough money to do it for you."
He had made some money this year, but his family's expenses were also high and the money might not be enough. Cheng Yun thought about waiting for his father to come back to discuss with him whether he could borrow some from Xie Wuhuang.
In the evening, Cheng Zhongqian came back from the county seat.
As soon as we arrived at the entrance of the village, a villager shouted loudly: "Cheng Xiucai, your house collapsed!"
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