"Since you are in such a complicated situation, why did you come back this time?" Liu Dalin obviously still didn't believe him.
This kid had been clinging to his girl since he was little, and he came this time sharing her carriage.
He couldn't trust him easily.
"This time, I met Shengsheng in Xuzhou. I really missed Xinghua Village, so I thought I would come back to visit my elders," he paused, "Moreover, I also wanted Shengsheng to give my nephew a medical consultation."
"Nothing else?"
Feng Qingbai twisted his fingers and glanced across Liu Yusheng's face. The little girl's eyelashes trembled. "None for now."
Except for Liu Daling, the whole family cast their eyes unanimously on the quiet and well-behaved boy next to Feng Qingbai. "Is this your nephew?"
Feng Mohan straightened up and revealed the most pleasing smile. "Grandma, Grandpa, Uncles, Aunts, Uncle Zhiqiu, my name is Mo Feng! I heard Aunt Liu mention you guys in Xuzhou, so I wanted to come and see you! Now that I see you, you're even better than I imagined!"
"Yo, you're also a sweet-talker." Grandma Liu smiled. This child was even more pleasing than Axiu when he was a child.
Feng Mohan immediately struck the iron while it was hot, "It's all because of my uncle's good teaching!"
He must please this family, which was related to whether he could get better treatment after they return to the palace, and whether he could live longer in the hands of his uncle!
Didn't his uncle refuse to let him curry favor with him? Then he would take the roundabout way to save him!
With Feng Mohan's tongue, the atmosphere in the hall immediately turned harmonious.
Feng Qingbai squinted slightly at the side. He had never taught Feng Mohan to be so sophisticated and sleek. How did he develop so many tricks under his nose?
The food in the kitchen was already a bit cold.
Chen Xiulan, together with Du Juan, reheated the dishes, and everyone sat together for dinner.
They walked out of the living room one by one, and when they passed Wei Hong, everyone kept their eyes forward. They treated her like air, and no one greeted her.
Wei Hong watched as they pulled Wei Zi and Wei Bai, who were standing at the door, to the dining table, leaving her alone in the same place with tears against the wind.
The aroma of the dishes wafted from the kitchen, and Wei Hong felt a hundred claws scratching her heart.
The Liu family's food was truly mouthwatering! If it were usual, she would have had the cheek to go and freeload.
But now she didn't dare. Her master was there!
The undercover and infiltration thing wasn't her decision. She was but an insignificant minion. She just followed orders! Why was it that even the culprit was treated with enthusiasm, while she was the only one left behind?
After waiting for a while, Wei Hong stood still to make sure no one would come to call her, bitterly slipped outside the house to the vegetable patch, plucked a white radish washed, and gnawed it raw.
She couldn't stop eating, right? Without rice, No rice, radish was also good.
Juicy, crunchy, sweet, the radishes the Liu family planted were the best.
Her tears trickled down while she chewed. This was her only comfort.
"We renovated the house a few years ago, so let Zhiqiu show you around tomorrow. Stay in the second courtyard at night. There's just one more courtyard, enough for you to stay." Between meals, Grandpa Liu made the arrangements.
"Okay." Feng Qingbai nodded, and his eyes drifted to his little girl once again.
The little girl didn't look at him. She bowed her head to eat as quiet as she could be. Only the corners of her mouth quietly curled up.
The shock of Feng Qingbai's return was too great, and the family needed some time to calm down, so Liu Yusheng kept quiet.
Besides, her father's eyes were stuck on her. She noticed it a long time ago, so how could she dare to make a move?
If her father really took notice, Feng Qingbai and his party shouldn't dream of staying in their house.
"Since you're back, go to pay respect to your mother in the next few days. After so many years, let her also see how you are living now and rest in peace," Grandma Liu spoke, "I will prepare some things for you to worship tomorrow. The family has incense, joss sticks, and paper money available. I'll prepare a piece for you."
Feng Qingbai stiffened for a second, and his eyes flashed darkly, "Okay."
This amount of information was huge. Although Feng Mohan didn't speak, his ears were always perked high. Hearing this, his eyes whirled around.
According to the current situation, it seemed that his Imperial Uncle obviously had a more profound relationship with the Liu family during the period he lived outside. More especially, the Liu family even has an involvement with his uncle's mother. This friendship was far beyond what Aunt Zheng could compare.
If Aunt Liu were to go to the capital in the future, Aunt Zheng would be abandoned.
Furthermore, Aunt Zheng stayed with his uncle for so many years, but his uncle has always regarded her merely as a maid. He never did anything intimate with her. With this alone, Aunt Liu won steadily.
Wei Zi and Wei Bai didn't make any sound during the whole process, and they dined quietly. Apart from eating with gusto, they never expressed any emotions.
No further questions, no awkwardness.
Same as before.
As long as he said it, they believed it.
In their hearts, they always had a place for him.
Here, there was the taste of home.
The man pushed the window open, and the gentle glow of the crescent in the sky would pour in.
In the capital and in the palace, he often stood by the window looking at the moon.
At those times, the moonlight was cold, and every ray of moonlight was lonely.
The moonlight here, on the other hand, was warm.
He wasn't present when this home was rebuilt, but when he came back, he didn't feel a bit strange.
Not only because of the Liu family, but also because she was here.
"My home is where my heart is." Murmuring this sentence softly suddenly made him miss his little girl.
When this thought popped in his mind, the figure disappeared in the window in a flash.
At this hour, the Liu family compound was bustling.
A group of neighbors gathered in the courtyard, bathing in the moonlight, laughing and joking. The atmosphere was homely.
Liu Yusheng was sitting beside her grandparents, retelling what she saw in Xuzhou and those interesting stories, eliciting expletives from time to time.
Few people in the village have been to the city, so they listened to the story with rapt interest.
They drank the Liu family's medicinal tea and ate two bites of dried fruit snacks. They were cozy and comfortable having leisure time.
Feng Mohan was also sitting by the side with two hands cupping his cheeks and watching with great interest.
This kind of atmosphere was very novel. It was absolutely impossible to see in the palace. The limited knowledge the villagers' have amazed him. A trivial matter, which he thought wasn't funny, could make them laugh with hilarity.
He obviously looked down upon it, but he felt no boredom, and was even…reluctant to leave.
These people just said whatever they wanted. They cracked jokes and weren't afraid of being mocked or ridiculed. Nobody present did that. At most, they just exchanged a line or two of neighborly banters. Everyone laughed and poked fun, and it was over.
Feng Mohan even concentrated all his energy, trying to find a bit of sugar-coated words.
But nothing.
They made him feel strange, but also perplexed despite much thought.