Chapter 106

Chapter 106

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Jiang Yu was cracking melon seeds in the courtyard.

"These are for entertaining guests during the New Year!"

She started a little early.

While cracking seeds, she watched the two little children holding hands at the gate.

Tsk tsk.

Her little sister looked so adorable.

The fabric of this floral coat was chosen by her, and it looked great on her sister and that Young Master Chong.

Jiang Yu handed a handful of melon seeds to Hei Ta and said, "Uncle, crack some with me."

Hei Ta wanted to say that he was still single, not yet of marriageable age, just looked mature for his age.

Ah, forget it.

"Crack, crack, crack~~"

In this territory, if there were any bad guys, he wouldn't have to lift a finger.

"What's so interesting?" the young boy asked in a muffled voice.

"The liveliness," the childish voice replied in a babbling tone.

Zi Congheng didn't know what was so interesting about the liveliness, but it didn't seem too bad either.

People looked like ants, bustling about.

Jiang Xiaogui seemed to really like ants, always carrying one in her pocket.

"Big Brother Chong, do you miss your daddy?" Jiang Mianmian asked.

Zi Congheng was taken aback for a moment.

To be honest, he hadn't thought about it.

He was quite indifferent when it came to emotions.

He took things lightly.

He never felt jealous or resentful when his father took in other adopted sons because he thought those were strange, unnecessary emotions. That man was his biological father, so what was there to doubt?

As for the women in his father's harem, they were completely irrelevant to Zi Congheng. If they wanted to curry favor with him, he didn't need to do anything.

So he found it odd why Jiang Xiaogui's father cared so much.

Maybe it was because her father's condition was more severe than his own.

He simply didn't care.

"No," Zi Congheng said bluntly.

Jiang Mianmian looked up at him and snorted. Boys always pretend not to care, but he must have thought about it, or he wouldn't have taken so long to answer.

"Give a gift to daddy," the little girl said decisively in her babbling voice.

Feelings are mutual, and they need to be expressed. If you don't express them, the other person won't receive them.

Jiang Mianmian felt the need to teach this arrogant little brat a lesson.

Mainly because she overheard her mother sighing at night, saying this poor motherless child was pitiful, and if his father didn't care, no one else would look after him.

"I don't have anything," Zi Congheng said.

His father had everything and didn't need anything from him. Plus, he had so many sons, and each of them would give gifts.

Jiang Mianmian bent down, picked up a twig from the ground, and handed it to him.

"Here."

When you're a kid, anything can be a gift.

Just like her - she could give her father a random stone, and he would cherish it, carrying it with him every day to and from work.

Zi Congheng looked at the twig Jiang Xiaogui had casually picked up from the ground. It was bare but quite symmetrical, with two branches on each side.

He turned to Hei Ta and said, "Send someone to deliver this to my father."

Hei Ta quickly disappeared with the twig in hand.

During the meal, she gave him an extra slice of meat.

Jiang Mianmian also took the opportunity to scoop a spoonful of the wild leeks she didn't like and shook it towards him.

Hmph! You little brat, trying to steal my mother.

"Big Brother Chong, eat this."

At home, no one would serve Young Master Chong because he was so neat.

But now, he saw the extra meat and wild leeks in his bowl.

Qin Lady was watching him with affectionate eyes.

Jiang Xiaogui's watery eyes were fixed on him.

Suddenly, he understood why that Mr. Jiang's illness had become so severe - he wolfed down meat he didn't even like, all because of love that had grown too deep.

Under the watchful gaze of the young and the old...

Zi Congheng could only force himself to eat the meat and wild leeks. As he ate, his eyes turned red, and he hoped his Father would come to take him away soon.

He didn't want to stay any longer.

Qin Luoxia's eyes also turned red. This child, so deprived of love, he even shed tears when fed a mouthful of vegetables. It pained her heart.

Jiang Mianmian inwardly snorted, "Little brat, don't you like wild leeks? They made your eyes red. Let me feed you wild leeks every day if you dare steal my mother from me again."

Jiang Yu thought to himself, "This poor boy, he's so moved to tears just from having a meal."

Hei Ta, who was eating voraciously, widened his eyes when he saw the Young Master actually ate the food someone offered him, but he didn't stop chewing.

He thought, "The Young Master must really like this family."

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Riding hard, riding hard, riding hard.

Rushing like the wind and lightning, speeding with the tailwind.

Racing, hastening, they finally delivered that little branch to the rebel camp in the provincial capital city.

Zi Lu was indeed extremely busy creating a new era.

It was New Year's Eve, yet he was still summoning his subordinates for a meeting.

The meeting doubled as a New Year's celebration.

"Godfather, it's almost New Year, but Congheng is still out there. Let me go get him back. I don't know why Mr. Zhen left him in Ming County," said Zi Wenxin, his adopted son number one.

Only then did Zi Lu remember that his son was still away.

He had been too occupied.

The Old Emperor had sent a large army, and a fierce battle was about to be fought.

Rebelling meant putting one's head between one's legs - win, and the nine clans would prosper; lose, and all nine clans would take a sightseeing trip to the underworld together.

At that moment, a subordinate rushed in, saying, "My lord, the Young Master has sent you a gift."

Zi Lu's expression lit up.

He had never received a gift from his son before.

He didn't quite dare speak to his son, whose words could strike a person dead.

He awaited with anticipation.

But the subordinate carefully handed over... a tree branch.

"Where's the gift? Did it fall off on the way?"

The subordinate forced himself to say, "This is it. It was rushed over eight hundred miles."

Zi Lu: ...

All advisors: ...

Zi Lu took the branch and examined it intently for a while, then suddenly slapped his thigh and laughed, "That's my son, hahaha!"

The others looked at their lord, bemused.

Zi Lu then said to Zi Wenxin, "Wenxin, you don't need to go get him anymore. He sent me a willow branch, telling me he wants to stay, hahahahaha!"