good season

It used to be the most beautiful yard in the village, but now it is deserted and only the swing sways on every windy day, waiting for the little man who once lived there to sit on it with a smile.

Zhao Shiqing closed her eyes as the swing creaked. In the bright autumn sunshine, even with her eyes closed, she could still see a warm orange-yellow color. Zhao Shiqing simply took out a handkerchief and tied it around her eyes. Unfortunately, her handkerchief was too small. A black cloth was handed to her. She looked up and met Xiao Zhen's eyes: "Use this."

If it were usual, Zhao Shiqing would definitely be curious about why Xiao Zhen carried a black scarf with him, but today, she just felt lucky.

She covered her eyes with a black scarf and was instantly plunged into darkness.

Suddenly, I heard the laughter of a child in my mind, followed by the gentle instructions of the old woman: "Hold the rope tightly and sit tight, grandma is going to push."

It was like fireworks exploding in my mind, first one, then three, four, and countless others. The colorful fireworks were bright and dazzling, illuminating the dark world without images.

However, she couldn't see what they looked like, and she was like a lost little animal, groping around, trying to find a way home.

"Mother is the most partial. She made braised pork for Grandpa the miracle doctor."

The little girl's voice sounded again, Zhao Shiqing was stunned, "Red Braised Pork".
"Doctor Yang likes to eat braised pork the most. He will be going to Beijing in a few days. He won't be able to eat it when he gets there. So before he leaves, your mother should cook a few more meals so that he can eat as much as he wants."

The old woman's voice seemed to be right next to his ear. Zhao Shiqing subconsciously stretched out his hand, but there was only emptiness there.

"Is there no braised pork in Beijing?" the little girl said.

"Doctor Yang often said that the braised pork your mother made was the best he had ever eaten."

A smile formed on Zhao Shiqing's lips. No wonder she always felt that the braised pork made by her master lacked flavor. It turned out that she had once eaten the most delicious food in the world.

"Miss, be careful!" Ling Bo's exclamation suddenly pierced the eardrum.

Zhao Shiqing woke up suddenly. The rotten hemp rope of the swing frame broke with a sound. The moment her body fell, someone grabbed her waist.

The cool breath of the young man hit my face, and in contrast to this breath was the warmth coming from my waist.

Was it Xiao Zhen who supported her?
"Miss, are you okay?"

"You little bastard, how did you push the swing? You almost dropped my good granddaughter to the ground!"

Ling Bo and Zhen Wuduo rushed over together. Zhao Shiqing felt the hand that was originally on her waist was instantly withdrawn. Ling Bo untied the black scarf from her eyes. The sudden light made Zhao Shiqing feel uncomfortable for a moment. She stretched out her hand to cover her eyes. The old woman's voice suddenly rang in her mind again: "Don't touch it. Doctor Yang said that it will take another three days to remove it."

Zhao Shiqing was stunned, her hand stopped in the air. Did the old woman's doctor Yang, who liked to eat braised pork, ever treat her eyes?

She closed her eyes again, wanting to hear what the little girl said, but she waited for a long time and the voices of the old woman and the little girl never sounded again.

Zhao Shiqing opened his eyes helplessly, looked up at the broken swing, and murmured, "What a pity."

The autumn wind blew up the fallen leaves all over the yard. Zhao Shiqing stretched out her palms, which were as smooth as jade. These were hands that had been carefully cared for by maids and nannies since she was a child. There were no calluses from practicing martial arts, and no signs of hard work.

A tear rolled down the corner of her eye. She was truly a blessed girl. Even in those few short years when she was forgotten, she was the one who was carefully cared for.

Unfortunately, the people who doted on her were forgotten by her, and it is very likely that she has never seen them in person.

A yellow leaf fluttered in the air and landed in her palm, followed by another, two
Zhao Shiqing looked at the three yellow leaves in her palms, and the sadness spread from her heart to her whole body. She closed her palms tremblingly, keeping her hands tightly connected with the three yellow leaves.

"I have a grandma, a dad, and a mom. They didn't abandon me. They love me very much. They love me very much."

The following words were replaced by sobs, and tears gushed out like a dam breaking.

Zhen Wuduo stamped his feet anxiously and tried to ask her several times, but Ling Bo grabbed his clothes tightly. Zhen Wuduo: "You..."

Ling Bo shook her head at him, signaling him not to speak.

Ling Bo regretted it. If she had spoken in a lower voice when she reminded the Second Miss that the rope was broken, the Second Miss would not have been frightened and her emotions would not have been so out of control.

Out of control, this is the most appropriate word Ling Bo can think of.

She has been with Zhao Shiqing for several years, and this is the second time the second young lady has cried so sadly.

The last time was when she heard the news of the death of the former King of Liang. The second young lady refused to believe it at first, and then she cried so hard that she couldn't speak.

Zhao Shiqing didn't know how long she had been crying. When she was finally able to speak again, she found that Xiao Zhen had stood beside her again without her knowing when: "Let's go inside and take a look."

The door that was originally closed was now open, and Zhao Shiqing followed Xiao Zhen in a daze.

All you can see is dust, but there are countless footprints on the ground, and almost every room has signs of having been turned over.

Zhao Shiqing saw it, Xiao Zhen saw it, and even Zhen Wuduo who followed in saw it.

"I've been robbed before, and not just once! Damn it, he even dared to steal from my daughter, he's courting death!"

He uttered the last few words with gritted teeth. Zhao Shiqing couldn't help but look at him in surprise. This fat old man suddenly became so fierce.

When Zhen Wuduo met Zhao Shiqing's gaze, he instantly turned back into a funny and cute old man. He smiled and said to Zhao Shiqing, "My dear granddaughter, you remembered your childhood, right? Let me introduce myself. I am your grandpa, your dearest grandpa."

Zhao Shiqing then remembered that when she just woke up, she seemed to hear someone calling her granddaughter. Yes, Mr. Zhen came to look for his daughter. It turned out that his daughter was her mother.

"Grandpa, are you sure I am your granddaughter?" Zhao Shiqing asked.

"My dear granddaughter, I have checked with the village head. Your mother's maiden name is Fu Xiaoying, and my poor daughter is called Fu Xiaoying. When Wu was hit by a flood, your grandmother gave birth to your mother while fleeing. Unfortunately, she passed away and entrusted your mother to a couple passing by.

Unfortunately, my sister-in-law who told me this was illiterate, and I didn’t think much about it. Over the years, I mistakenly thought that their surname was Shi, which means stone.

Later, I found your grandmother's grave. The tombstone was erected by your kind grandpa and grandma in the name of your mother, and the name on it was Fu Xiaoying.

Back then, your family settled in Zhuxitang. Later, your grandfather started a cloth business and your father went to the county town to study. So your grandfather simply moved to the county town with your grandmother, your mother and the whole family.

Your father and your mother are childhood sweethearts. They grew up together and got married when they grew up.

Unfortunately, not long after they got married, your grandfather passed away, so your father and mother returned to Zhuxitang to mourn for your grandfather. Five years later, you were born in this small courtyard.

Zhen Wuduo looked at Zhao Shiqing and became happy again. He pointed at his eyes and said to Zhao Shiqing, "I have been holding back from saying it. That brat wouldn't let me say it. My dear granddaughter, your eyes are so beautiful. Follow me. You also look like your grandmother. I can't say where, but you have the shadow of your grandmother. I have wanted to tell you for a long time. It's all because of that brat. If he hadn't forbidden us to do so, we would have recognized each other long ago."

Xiao Zhen's face was as dark as water. Wasn't I your good son? How come I have become a bad boy now?

What's wrong with me?
I don't mind you not liking to take a bath, how dare you say that to me?
Zhen Wuduo's joy infected Zhao Shiqing, and she also smiled, but when she saw Zhen Wuduo's old eyes, her smile disappeared.

"Grandpa, your eyes are triangular, they are nothing like my eyes."

Zhen Wuduo: "They are not triangular eyes, but almond-shaped eyes. When I was young, your grandpa was handsome and elegant, and people nicknamed me the Jade-faced Little White Dragon. My dear granddaughter, don't disbelieve me. Grandpa won't lie to you. When you are old, your eyes will be the same as yours."

Zhao Shiqing suddenly felt that she had no hope. Her eyes were indeed almond-shaped. Would her eyes become triangular like this when she got older?
"Grandpa, I want to cry again." Tears welled up in Zhao Shiqing's eyes instantly. There was nothing she could do. She hadn't cried enough in the first place, and she couldn't be provoked at this time. If she was provoked, she would start crying again.

Zhen Wuduo was panicked. He had just recognized his eldest granddaughter and he made her cry.

"Don't cry, my dear granddaughter. You haven't met your uncle yet, right? Grandpa is telling you, although you only have one father and one mother, you have more than a hundred uncles. This is one of them. You little brat, come over here and help me coax your niece!"

萧真
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the yard, and Loach's voice came in: "Who told you to climb over the wall? Get out!"

Xiao Zhen glared at Zhen Wuduo, then turned and walked out.

Chen Lizheng was old and couldn't stop them, so Li Laosi and his sons actually climbed over the wall and came in.

Li Laosi didn't take the skinny little loach seriously. He wanted to go into the house with his sons but was stopped by Jiang Ping and Cai An.

Although Li Laosi and his sons were big and strong, Jiang Ping and Cai An were both martial artists. They stretched out their hands to stop them, and the father and sons could not come in. However, they were unwilling to give up, so they stood in the yard and started cursing.

"Who knows who you are? Maybe you are a big-name bandit. Ah Da, go and report to the police!"

At this time, Xiao Zhen came out and said, "Go report to the authorities? Great, there is a thief in this room, and there is more than one thief, and there are footprints all over the floor, so let the government investigate thoroughly.

Jiang Ping, Cai An, take them all down!"

Li Laosi and his son had just experienced the power of Jiang Ping and Cai An. They felt guilty and turned around to run, but it was too late. Jiang Ping and Cai An received the order to attack together. After just a few rounds, they tied up the father and son.

Xiao Zhen said to Niu Qiu, "Jump over the wall, unlock the door, and invite Chen Lizheng in."

Loach was startled, blushed, and said awkwardly: "How did Master Zhen know that I can open the lock?"

Xiao Zhen said calmly: "I checked it."

loach
He didn't know that Xiao Zhen was Shen Guanyue's brother. If he knew, he would understand.

Of course, the people around his own brother had to be investigated thoroughly. In other words, Niu Qiu was an abandoned baby picked up from a mud pond, otherwise Xiao Zhen would be able to investigate all of his ancestors clearly.

Loach went out, opened the lock easily, and invited Chen Lizheng, who was anxiously waiting outside, in.

Xiao Zhen did not hide anything and explained to Chen Lizheng the relationship between Zhen Wuduo and Zhao Shiqing and the Shi family.

Upon learning that not only was Zhen Wuduo a relative of the old Shi family, but that Zhao Shiqing was the blind girl, Chen Lizheng was shocked. But then he began to wonder, "Hey, the old Shi family treasured this child so much, how did they lose her? Oh, and where are her parents? How come the child found herself, but they didn't come back?"

Xiao Zhen shook his head. Who knows? He hasn't asked Zhao Shiqing yet, so he doesn't know how much she remembers. Zhao Shiqing was crying so hard just now that he didn't have the heart to ask her.

Xiao Zhen invited Chen Lizheng into the house. Seeing the messy house and footprints all over the floor, Chen Lizheng cursed, "What a disgrace! This is a disgrace to Zhuxitang!"

He turned around and pointed at Li Laosi's nose and said, "Li Laosi, I think you are bad from the root. I used to think you were a taker, but now I know you have learned how to sneak in and pick locks. You are bad, but you have also led your sons astray. I want to ask your second master Li if he cares about this matter!"

Then, Chen Lizheng said to Niu Qiu, "Young man, please invite Mr. Li Er to come over. He lives at the house with the crabapple tree at the east end of the village. Tell him that I asked him to come and administer justice. There is a thief in the Li family. Ask him if he can help!"

When he heard that they were going to ask for help from Master Li Er, Li Laosi panicked all of a sudden. When he was young, he used to be a gangster in the county town. Once when he was collecting protection money, he happened to be bumped into by Master Li Er. Master Li Er brought a few nephews to chase him and beat him up in the street. He was tied up and taken back to the village, where he was beaten again in the ancestral hall. He was beaten so badly that he couldn't go out for a whole month. Since then, he never dared to go back to the county to be a gangster again.

Now Li Laosi is also a grandfather, but when he sees Li Ertaiye from afar, he still walks around him. His fear of Li Ertaiye has been engraved in his bones.

He begged for mercy: "Village head, please don't call my second uncle over. He is old and can't get angry. If you have any problem, come to me. Don't disturb him."

Chen Lizheng snorted coldly: "Let me ask you, have you ever come to Lao Shi's house to steal things?"

Li Laosi cried out in injustice: "What did you steal? I took a few quilts, two vases, a pot, and a few household items. Is that stealing? We are all from the same village. How can this be called stealing?"

"If it's not stealing, what else can you call it? Did anyone let you take it?" Chen Lizheng yelled.

Xiao Zhen asked in a deep voice: "You have come here more than once, right? You only took these? I don't believe it!" (End of this chapter)