Rebirth: The whole family travels through time together: Fubao Koi is busy eating melons

Xiao Youniang's clear eyes sparkled with light, and she looked directly at Zhou Xiucai, saying firmly: "Uncle won't do that, uncle is a good man, he will help Youniang!"

Zhou Xiucai was amused by the innocent words of a child, and could not help but gently pinch her little bun, and said with a little more gentleness in his tone: "You little rascal, you only know how to say things that make people feel comfortable. Since you trust that uncle is a good person, why didn't you come to learn from me before?"

Little Youniang tilted her head, a hint of doubt in her eyes: "Because my brother came here to study hard, if I follow him, I will disturb him! My brother needs to concentrate on his studies and become a high official in the future, so that we can eat more delicious meat at home!"

These words made Zhou Xiucai feel a warm current in his heart, and he was quite pleased with Xiao Youniang's answer.

He then stopped joking and took out some exquisite pastries and a picture book from the cupboard and handed them to her.

Seeing this, Xiao Youniang was so happy that she almost jumped up. She hugged Xiaobai's round body tightly and turned the pages of this precious picture book one by one.

With each turn of the page, she would explain the story in the picture to Xiaobai in her childish and enthusiastic voice, although Xiaobai was obviously not interested in it. From time to time, he would hum and move his ears, as if he was more longing for the outside world.

However, perhaps attracted by the warmth and sense of security emanating from Xiao Youniang, Xiaobai finally chose to stay with her.

At this time, Mr. Zhou had forgotten the book in his hand and was listening attentively to how Xiao Youniang tried to teach Xiaobai some simple etiquette in her innocent way.

The brazier in the room was burning brightly, creating a warm atmosphere, while the thick cotton door curtains kept out the cold outside.

Just as this harmonious and peaceful atmosphere was about to make people fall asleep, a question suddenly came from outside the door, breaking this moment of peace: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Zhou's residence?"

This sudden question woke Zhou Xiucai up instantly, and the lazy look on his face was replaced by alertness and a little displeasure.

When Xiao Youniang heard the noise, she was curious and wanted to get up to check, but Zhou Xiucai gently pushed her back to her original position: "It's windy outside. If you catch a cold outside, won't your parents come to trouble me? I can handle it myself, you just stay here."

The little girl nodded obediently, uttered a lovely "Oh", and then said thank you obediently: "Uncle is so nice, always caring about me, thank you, uncle."

Her eyes were full of trust and gratitude towards Mr. Zhou. Her small figure looked particularly cozy under the warm firelight.

The cold wind blew gently, bringing with it a few strands of winter chill. Mr. Zhou stood at the doorstep, speechless for a moment.

The girl had a close friendship with him, but her innocence and undisguised directness always caught him off guard.

He slowly put on the fox fur coat that was soft and as warm as snow, and his movements revealed a scholarly elegance.

The moment I pushed open the door, the noise outside poured into the quiet courtyard like a tide, forming a sharp contrast with the warm lights inside.

Just as Mr. Zhou was preparing to respond to this sudden interruption with his usual skillful words, his eyes met the visitor, and the words he had prepared in his heart froze in his throat.

The visitor, Long Yi, a distant relative, had an undisguised excitement and joy on his face, which made Zhou Xiucai stunned.

"Cousin, it's really you! I went through so many twists and turns, asked in every corner of Zhangjia Village, and finally found this place!"

There were some barely perceptible gasps in Long Yi's voice, and it was obvious that he had been running around.

He looked Zhou Xiucai up and down. From the familiar eyes to the spotless scholar's attire, everything seemed to have not changed. The worry in his heart was slightly relieved and he let out a long sigh.

"Cousin, have you been living in seclusion in this remote Zhangjia Village all these years? Everyone at home is looking forward to hearing from you, and you haven't even replied to any of my letters. Although my uncle's actions were not well thought out, his heart is filled with pain and helplessness..."

When Zhou Xiucai heard this, a hint of coldness flashed across his brows, and he said directly and coldly, "If you came all the way here just to persuade me to reconcile with him, then please don't say anything more."

His words were concise and firm.

Faced with this attitude of keeping people at a distance, a complex emotion flashed in Long Yi's eyes. Years of understanding made him realize how deep-rooted the pride and stubbornness were in this cousin's bones.

Recalling the days in Kyoto, even the royal nobles who came to seek advice were coldly rejected by Mr. Zhou. The emperor's grandson was furious and wanted to use the imperial power to put pressure on him, but in the end he was beaten to a pulp by Mr. Zhou's impassioned speech. He was so ashamed that he dared not show up in public for several months.

Thinking of this, Long Yi became very interested in the two disciples that Zhou Xiucai mentioned now.

What kind of young man could win the favor of this discerning cousin?

"Since you have come all the way to see if I am okay, and now that you have seen it, please don't waste each other's time and leave as soon as possible!" Zhou Xiucai's attitude changed instantly, from the indifference when they first met to directly ordering him to leave.

Although Long Yi was accustomed to Zhou Xiucai's changeable moods, he still couldn't help but feel a little amused by this sudden change. There was a barely perceptible anger hidden in his smile.

He complained helplessly, with a hint of self-mockery and displeasure in his words, "Hey, I finally took the time to come and see you, but you're so eager to send me away? Don't you even give me the chance to say a few more kind words?"

He stood in the courtyard, the coolness gradually seeping through his clothes, but his cousin showed no intention of inviting him into the house, which made Long Yi feel frustrated and he almost wanted to give up trying to restrain this unruly cousin.

Zhou Xiucai's response was still cold. His deep and attractive eyes gently swept over Long Yi, and his voice was emotionless. "You are right. You are not welcome here. Please leave as soon as possible."

After saying that, he turned and walked into the house, leaving behind only his back and the slowly closing door.

Peizhou's cheeks instantly turned red with anger, and the rage almost burst through his throat, turning into a barrage of accusations that bombarded Zhou Xiucai.

However, after the word "you, you", those words that were ready to be said seemed to be trapped by an invisible net, stuck in the throat, and finally turned into a long sigh, which dissipated in the breeze outside the door along with his lonely back.

Witnessing this scene, Mr. Zhou did not move immediately until Peizhou's figure completely blended into the distant scenery. He then slowly raised his hand and gently shook his sleeves. There seemed to be some helplessness and fatigue in that action.

As he stepped into the house, the worry on his face not only did not ease in the slightest, but became even heavier, weighing heavily on his heart.