After marrying the fierce god, her handsome young husband was pampered to the extreme.

The shop wasn't busy, so after cleaning up the dust, Xichun sat on Wuren's exclusive recliner and spaced out.

Hearing the noise, Lin Ling thought it was Wu Ren who had arrived. She looked up and saw that it was her own servant.

A strange sense of loss welled up in his heart.

Normally, the man would be waiting for him at the gate of the mansion before dawn, but today it was already noon and he still hadn't appeared.

Could something have happened?

Lin Ling's mind was wandering, and she didn't move the embroidery cloth on the embroidery frame at all.

He sighed softly and stopped thinking about it.

He gathered his thoughts and was about to insert the needle when a familiar voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Would you like some jujube cake?" Wu Ren leaned against the counter, and in the hand he reached out to him was an oil paper package containing dark red jujube cake.

Lin Ling's eyes lit up. "When did you arrive?"

Wu Ren said, "Just now."

He took a bite of the jujube cake, his gaze sweeping over his assigned seat. He frowned and asked, "Who is he?"

Why are you sitting in my seat?!

happy Chun felt that this white-haired man was no different from the previous poor scholar, and he had been pestering her young master all this time.

It's obviously not a good thing.

So Xichun turned her head to the side, indicating that she didn't really want to talk.

Lin Ling had just taken a piece of jujube cake from the man's hand, about to take a bite, when she heard this and silently took the cake out. "He is my servant, his name is Xichun. Haven't you met him before?"

Wu Ren asked in confusion, "Have you seen it before?"

Lin Ling said softly, "Last time you came to my house for dinner, he even served you rice."

"Now I can finally eat, right?" Lin Ling opened her mouth happily.

Uru: "Really? I don't remember at all."

happy Chun's lips twitched, then she began to complain, "Young Master, look at him!"

Lin Ling put down the jujube cake in her hand again. "Alright, alright, it's not too late for us to get to know each other now."

Wu Ren sneered.

happy Chun gave a sarcastic snort.

Lin Ling smelled the aroma of the jujube cake and sighed heavily.

These two childish brats, are they even going to let him eat cake?!

He tugged at Wu Ren's sleeve. "Where have you been? Why are you so late today?"

Wu Ren said, "I took your father to see Fang Yun this morning."

Lin Ling's pupils dilated instantly; he was so frightened that he couldn't even smell the sweet aroma of red dates. He stammered, "My...my father knows?"

Wu Ren said, "They probably already know."

Lin Ling silently took two bites of jujube cake, constantly trying to reassure herself: It's okay, it's okay, it's okay!

Wu Ren poured him a glass of water. "Don't choke."

happy Chun was about to pour water for her young master when she was a step too slow, which made her even angrier.

Who exactly is the young master's servant? Why are they all vying for his job?

Lin Ling glanced at the two of them, then took another bite of the jujube cake, pretending nothing had happened.

As long as they don't fight, it's fine!

Lin Ling suddenly remembered something, and her tone became slightly sticky, even to herself, "But my father has been back for a long time now, why are you only coming now?"

Wu Ren said, "I went to the blacksmith to have my knife sharpened."

Lin Ling suddenly realized, "Oh..."

"Are you concerned about me?" Wu Ren asked.

Lin Ling blushed deeply, "No, I didn't."

After he finished speaking, he secretly glanced at Wu Ren's expression and saw that the other person was looking at him seriously. Wu Ren's cheeks were flushed, and he lowered his head, too embarrassed to speak anymore.

Chunxi rolled her eyes. Look, just as one poor scholar left, another white-haired scoundrel has arrived.

My son is gentle and kind, can't he be matched with a good husband?

Go back and complain to Fifth Master!

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Two days later, there was news about the child.

Lin Wu asked several hunters in Jiushan and actually got a clue.

One of the hunters said that he had once found a child whose age matched that of Yan Qingzhu's child.

However, since the hunter's family already had three children, they simply didn't have the energy to raise a fourth, so they sent the child away.

According to the hunter, he met an old soldier at that time.

The old soldier was all alone and had no one to rely on, so he had the idea of ​​adopting someone.

Later, he took the child to a military camp in the southwest. Not long after, the old soldier passed away, leaving behind a baby who grew up in the military camp.

After many twists and turns, it was all quite a coincidence.

At that time, the child was in the preparatory camp.

Upon hearing the news, Yan Qingzhu both cried and laughed, repeatedly saying, "Heaven has eyes."

When Lin Wu brought the child out of the reserve camp, Yan Qingzhu was absolutely certain the moment she saw him that he was her son.

"I won't mistake him, this is my Ah Xun."

The boy who was brought in was called Chu Qi.

Because he was sent to the Southwest Army Camp on the seventh day of the lunar new year.

On the seventh day of the lunar new year, he was held in the arms of a husband who was both a stranger and a familiar face, and he was a little at a loss.

"Ah Xun, my Ah Xun," Yan Qingzhu said, choking back tears, "I'm your little father, Ah Xun."

On the seventh day of the lunar month, Chu Qi scratched his head and subconsciously turned to look at Lin Wu.

Lin Wuchong nodded.

On the seventh day, he tentatively embraced Yan Qingzhu.

His childhood memories are completely blurred, and he doesn't remember having any family at all.

However, the young man in front of him did indeed make him feel a long-lost warmth.

Lin Wu was overwhelmed with mixed feelings upon witnessing this scene.

He and Zhao Lang had originally planned that if the child was really lost or dead, they would use a deceptive tactic to pass off the child as real.

This was a plan he and Zhao Lang had discussed.

After all, so much time has passed that I have almost given up hope.

To my surprise, it was actually found; perhaps it was fate.

After finding her child, Yan Qingzhu's condition improved day by day.

Half a month later, Master Yan and his family of three bid farewell to everyone and prepared to return home.

Lin Ling was worried that Yan Qingzhu would not be able to support herself and her child without a livelihood.

He thought for a moment and told Yan Qingzhu that if she painted any more beautiful flower pictures in the future, she could send them to him, and the reward would certainly be substantial.

Yan Qingzhu knew perfectly well that Lin Ling was helping him in her own way.

He was so moved that he didn't know what to say.

Only the tears in my eyes were scalding hot.

Lin Ling wasn't really good at handling these kinds of situations. He didn't like being noticed or being in the spotlight.

Uren is different.

Even when everyone was staring at his white hair, he acted as if nothing was wrong.

They might even feel that this is how it should be, and they can handle being praised.

So when the Yan family members thanked everyone for their help one by one, only Wu Ren, holding his scimitar, accepted their thanks quite happily, without feeling uncomfortable at all.

Lin Ling asked Yan Qingzhu about her future plans.

Yan Qingzhu had already discussed it with Chu Qi. Chu Qi wanted to stay in the Southwest Army and serve the country after passing the assessment.

Yan Qingzhu, on the other hand, moved back home to live with her parents.

Lin Ling was genuinely happy for Yan Qingzhu. She was far away from her scumbag husband, and a brand new life was about to begin for her.