At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

On both sides of the road, in the gaps between the shadows of the trees, daylilies grow wantonly.

The midsummer wind blows through the thin willows, and the willow branches flutter lightly, as if to persuade tourists not to leave, and like a mother's open arms to welcome the wanderers back home.

The people in the motorcade are exhausted, but they can't stop the joy in the young people's hearts, nor can they stop the longing for the spring breeze.

"Mother——"

A furry little head poked out of the car window and waved to the leader, Meng Wanning.

Meng Wanning responded, and when she heard Xiao Yuheng's voice again, she almost shed tears.

My mother is worried when her son travels thousands of miles, let alone in a place like Shangjing where people from all religions and streams gather together.

Meng Wanning pretended to smooth her hair, wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes, put on a smile, and quickly came to Xie Yuheng's carriage.

A woman in her thirties, the years have not left any trace on her face, and her skin still exudes a girlish luster.

Xie Yuheng touched his chin, looked at Meng Wanning for a moment, and then pretended to be calm and said: "Mother has lost weight."

"It seems that someone didn't eat well when Yu Heng was not at home."

Meng Wanning smiled sweetly, stretched out her jade finger and tapped the tip of a naughty little guy like a raccoon slave.

"Let me see whose naughty civet cat is talking nonsense here. It turns out to be mine."

Then he explained: "Maybe I have been playing polo a lot recently and am always moving, so I have lost some weight."

Xie Yuheng smiled and said, "I brought a gift to my mother."

With that said, the young boy turned around and took out a small emerald peony hairpin from the carriage, and gently inserted it into Meng Wanning's hair.

"When I first saw her in Dongshi, I thought she was very suitable for my mother. Sure enough, a beautiful woman deserves a beautiful hairpin."

"It can be said that she is as graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon, with brilliant autumn chrysanthemums and gorgeous spring pine trees. My mother is truly the most beautiful woman in Yu Heng's heart."

Xie Yuheng held his chin in his hands and jumped out obediently without paying for it.

The people who stopped to watch on the road felt ashamed. The Marquis of Jiangling was so good at making girls happy when he was just nine years old. He could do it even more when he grew up.

Although this girl is his biological mother...

Meng Wanning was amused by her and said with a smile: "Could it be that my Hengheng was naughty and secretly poked a beehive on the road and ate the honey."

"No, Yu Heng is a good and honest boy."

"Besides, do you need to do things like poking a honeycomb secretly? I do it openly and openly."

Rong Shi, who was sitting in front of the carriage, choked and touched the wound on his back where he had been stung by the bee with his backhand. It was almost healed.

Madam and master are indeed mother and son, they are truly connected.

The journey was boring and boring, but the master saw a honeycomb on a tree beside the road. It was really a hoot...

Seeing her holding out a small jar of honey, Meng Wanning suddenly felt a headache.

What should I do if my daughter is too naughty? !

"Yu Heng also has a gift to give to my mother, but it's too heavy and I can't move it. I have to trouble my mother to come up by herself."

Xie Yuheng's face was aggrieved, as if he was really blaming the 'gift' for being too heavy.

The car curtain moved slightly, 'Gift' nervously held his sleeves, and looked at each other again with his relatives, as if they had been separated by millions of years.

Then... Meng Wanning turned to look at Xie Yuheng and asked softly: "What is it that my strong man cannot lift."

Xie Yuheng blinked. She felt that the air in the carriage was a little stagnant, and she wanted to go out for a breather...

Xie Mingli covered his lips and chuckled, speaking up in time to ease the embarrassment for his sister and Mr. Pei.

After this unprovoked interruption, it can be regarded as a mistake. The brother and sister's stiffness that they had not seen for many years has softened a lot.

Although Pei Ji picked some interesting things to talk about, Meng Wanning still wiped away tears frequently when the memories were brought back.

In the years before the Pei family collapsed, she was still the only eldest lady in the Yongchang residence in the capital city.

Later, the Pei family died and were exiled.

The father spoiled his concubine and destroyed his wife, allowing the Wu family to throw her to Liangzhou, where she almost died under the Huns' cavalry.

Just killing him with a knife was considered an excellent ending, and more border women were kidnapped.

As for after the captivity...

It is nothing more than becoming the "youngster" vessel of the Huns. If you are lucky enough to marry a Huns, it is regarded as smoke rising from the ancestral grave.

The carriage went all the way back to Xie's home, where the decoration of the hall in Xie's home was low-key and elegant.

The servants served tea, fruits and snacks. Pei Ji hesitated to speak and looked at Xie Yuheng from time to time.

Meng Wanning held up the tea, lowered her head slightly, and said warmly: "He treats me very well."

He didn't say who it was, but when he saw Meng Wanning's blushing face, he knew it was Xie Tingjiang.

Pei Ji couldn't help but feel happy when he saw his cousin's sincere smile.

Also, to be able to raise a child like Xie Yuheng, one must have a good family tradition.

"It rained heavily in Yangzhou a few days ago, and he took the academy students to help in the affected towns."

"Such a study tour will definitely impress the students and make them unforgettable."

"When he becomes an official, if he can remember the sufferings of the people, this trip will not be in vain."

Pei Ji nodded in agreement and sighed: "We also heard on the road that the Qiantang bank burst on the sixth day of May..."

Natural disasters are ruthless, but people are sentimental.

"Wu County was the most severely affected. The merchants from Yangzhou who met on the road all said that some disaster star had arrived in Yangzhou, which caused the wrath of heaven."

Xie Yuheng and Meng Wanning looked at each other and then moved away.

While the two were talking, a half-month-old dog Duang Duang came in and rushed towards Xie Yuheng.

Xie Yuheng: "..."

She was so handsome, so rich and noble, like a flash in the pan, gone forever.

Meng Wanning also had a headache when she saw it. The beauty held her forehead and said: "It has three meals a day, but the villagers dote on it..."

Xie Yuheng rubbed Fugui's soft dog head and said, "Looking at it, Fugui seems to be heavier than me."

"I have to tell the villagers tomorrow not to feed her anymore. Being too fat is not good either."

The little (fat) dog's bright black eyes stared at the little master for a moment.

I have no idea what kind of miserable life I am about to face.

A bright female voice came into the lobby from far away.

"Wan Ning, are we going to play polo or listen to a play today?"

"I heard from my servant that there is a new batch of You Lian from Jiaozhou over there at Washi, and they can sing the authentic "Peony Pavilion"."

It doesn’t matter if he is a peony or not, what’s important is that he plays the role of Tang Xianzu, and he looks very handsome!

Mrs. Xu had a smile on her face. As soon as she stepped into the central hall, she saw Xie Yuheng and Fugui looking at her.

She was stunned and said subconsciously: "Yu Heng is back."

Xie Yuheng only nodded in greeting.

Mrs. Xu clapped her hands together and said angrily, "Oh no, I forgot about it. Lu'er arrived in Jiangling recently."

"Then Wan Ning, let's go see the Peony Pavilion together some other time. I'll go back first -"

Mrs. Xu left in a hurry. She came like a gust of wind and left like a gust of wind.

Xie Yuheng was amazed and said, "This Madam of the Xu family has changed so much!"

She remembered that last year Mrs. Xu still had long eyes on top of her head, and no one looked down on her eyes.