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After that, Zhao Yuan rushed out of the house and stomped on the wooden floor so loudly that Chang An didn't hear what they said next.

Chang'an was a little at a loss. He regretted going to the capital with the magistrate's family more and more, and he missed his sister, uncle and aunt even more.

In the next few days, Changan deliberately avoided Zhao Yuan and rarely appeared in front of Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang didn't talk to Chang'an very much, and they got along well with each other.

More than ten days later, the convoy finally arrived in the capital.

Chang'an opened the car window and looked out. He saw that the city was full of houses with cornices and corners. Shops lined the wide roads with colorful flags flying. It was a prosperous scene.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of a tall building, and a servant ran out and saluted Zhao Ping and Mrs. Wang: "I would like to welcome the second master and second wife back to the house."

Zhao Ping got out of the car and walked into the door with his wife and son.

Chang'an was also led by Cuilan and followed everyone into the gate.

The servant led the second master and his family to the main house. In the hall, they saw an elderly couple, as well as a group of men, women and children.

Chang'an was led by Cuilan and met with the old lady and the old lady in the mansion, as well as the eldest lord and his wife, and the third lord and his wife.

After kowtowing once, Chang An felt his head buzzing.

"Whose family does this strange child belong to?" the white-haired old lady sitting at the top asked.

Wang immediately replied: "It is the child of the nanny of the Marquis Zhongqin Mansion. My husband was entrusted by the Crown Prince Zhongqin Marquis to bring her to the capital to meet her mother."

"Oh." Seeing that Chang An was the child of a servant, the old lady stopped paying attention and waved for Zhao Xuan and Zhao Yuan to come forward to talk.

Cuilan, who was beside Chang'an, had already gone out to pack her things, and now she was left standing alone in the room doing nothing. She looked around with her eyes, and then watched the Zhao family happily chatting and reminiscing about the past.

After a while, I heard the old lady say: "Let someone send this child to Zhongqin Hou's Mansion. I'm sorry, he's tired along the way."

Chang'an's eyes lit up when he heard this, he hugged the old lady and spoke like an adult: "Thank you, old lady. Chang'an has been grateful to the county magistrate and his wife for taking care of me all the way. I have nothing to repay, so I specially prepared a few bracelets. I hope you don’t dislike it.”

As he said that, he took out four bracelets from his sleeves, walked a few steps forward, and handed them to the old lady, the old man, and Mrs. Wang.

The bracelet is a string of sandalwood beads she bought on the road. It is very inconspicuous, but she injects a green leaf into each string.

These days, Changan worked hard to knit woolen hats and woolen gloves, barely filling up five leaves in his palms, and spent four more on four strings of sandalwood beads, just to express his gratitude.

The old lady got the bead string, glanced at it and put it on the coffee table. She smiled lovingly and said, "Good boy, you are interested. Are you hungry? Go out with your sisters to have some food first. I will send you to Zhongqin later." See your mother in the Hou Mansion."

She turned to the maid next to her and said, "Qiongfang, take the young lady to rest and prepare some meals and snacks."

"Yes!" Qiongfang stepped forward and led Chang An out.

Zhao Yuan wanted to go out, but he was afraid that his mother would scold and embarrass Chang An, so he had to hold back.

Mr. Zhao, who was sitting at the top, took a look at the sandalwood bead string given by the little girl and put it directly on his wrist.

Suddenly, he felt his body relaxed, and his limbs that had always been stiff felt much better.

Mr. Zhao didn't take it seriously, thinking it was because he saw his second son and grandson in a good mood.

"You guys should go down and have a rest. Come back and have a meal." He waved to his son and daughter-in-law: "Your mother has asked the kitchen to prepare a table for you to catch the wind and wash away the dust."

"Yes." Mrs. Wang and her husband took their two sons out of the main hall and walked towards their yard.

While walking on the road, Mrs. Wang casually threw the string of sandalwood beads into the grass on the roadside, asked her husband for his string, and said in a low voice: "Sure enough, you are a mud-legged country boy with no education at all. He actually gave this string to a man. It's really a cold." change."

Zhao Ping looked at his wife in confusion and frowned: "She is just a child. She just wants to express her gratitude. How do you know what can and cannot be given as a gift?"

Mrs. Wang snorted, snatched the bead string from her husband's hand and tore it off directly.

The beads fell to the ground with a clatter, and were suddenly seen by Zhao Yuan from behind.

He ran over quickly and immediately squatted on the ground to pick them up one by one.

Mrs. Wang turned around and saw her son squatting on the ground picking up sandalwood beads. She couldn't help but said angrily: "Yuan'er, what are you doing?"

Zhao Yuan didn't answer, he just looked for beads all over the ground.

At this moment, he felt very sad and didn't know how to face Chang'an in the future.

Mrs. Wang came to her son and shouted: "Throw this thing away!"

Zhao Yuan ignored his mother. After finding all the beads, he stood up, looked directly into his mother's eyes, and asked coldly: "Mom, where is the other string? Since you don't want it, give it to your son."

Only he knows how precious the beads in Chang'an are.

The fact that he was able to win the favor of his father, and that he was able to beat the servants at home when he was a child, was also the power given to him by Chang'an's bead string.

Now the mother actually threw away her bead string.

Mrs. Wang glared at her son with a cold face, and was about to scold her when she suddenly saw her sister-in-law and others approaching, she immediately shut her mouth and left quickly.

She had just returned home and she couldn't let her sisters-in-law laugh.

Holding the beads in his hand, Zhao Yuan watched his mother and father walk away, then turned and walked in the other direction.

When I came to the house where I lived as a child, I found that it was so shabby and small.

Gold Painting and Silver Painting were already cleaning the house, sweeping out a pile of mud balls scooped up by mice.

The tables and chairs are also broken, including the small bed.

He used to live in this room when he was little, and he was tortured by Yuan Auntie, but no one came to help him.

Now that he is almost ten years old, he still wants to live here.

Zhao Yuan asked Jin Hua to ask the maid for a needle and thread, and he sat by the door to string the beads.

Looking at the sandalwood bead that seemed to be intact, Zhao Yuan put it on his wrist.

Let's talk about Chang'an. After washing her hands and face, she ate the food brought by the maid. She couldn't help but be surprised to see that no one took her away.

Just then a maid came over: "Little madam, the second master said that he will personally take you to Zhongqin Hou's Mansion tomorrow morning. You can rest here for the night first."

Chang'an frowned: "But all my suitcases are on the mule cart."

"Don't worry, our steward will arrange your things properly." The maid said.

Chang'an was still worried, but he didn't know where to find his luggage.

Alas, the Shenzhai compound is really troublesome. It's not easy to find the mule cart.

At night, Chang'an was arranged to sleep in the maid's house.

There is a big bunk in the house, and the four maids sleep on the bunk.

They took out an old quilt and threw it to Changan and asked her if there were any lice on her body.

Changan shook his head: "No."

She had lice on her head when she was a child, but after washing it with water boiled with soapberry and plant ash, there were no more lice on her head.

The four maids didn't seem to believe it, so they asked her to sleep in the corner and warned her not to move around or touch them.

Chang An huddled in the corner, covered with a quilt that was not warm, and finally managed to hold on until dawn.

After getting up, she borrowed a comb from her maid sister and combed her hair. She made two random braids and sat outside the door waiting for someone to pick her up.

There was no other way. The maid sister was very busy in the morning. She had to wait for the masters to wash up and clean the courtyard and the master's house, so she locked the door.

Chang An thought, maybe the maid sister locked the door because she was worried that she would steal their things?

She understood.

No one would trust a stranger from the country to be alone in his house.

But it's so cold outside, and there seems to be snowflakes falling.

Chang'an looked at the sky and licked the snowflakes that fell on his lips.

She touched the four thousand taels of silver notes in her arms again, wondering how much it would cost to buy a house as big as the Zhao Mansion. (End of chapter)