Later, the new emperor ascended the throne and gave Yu to Tang Hai as his successor. Two years later, he was born.

His father Tang Hai has never ignored him. His mother suffered cold eyes and bullying because of his exile when he was young. Since childhood, he taught him to be a human being. When he was bullied by others, he would be punished by a wooden ruler. Once, because he accidentally pushed his sick brother, his mother punished him to kneel in the yard all night. At that time, he was only seven years old. It rained at night, and the bluestone slab was cold and his mother was never soft-hearted, and she never looked at him...

Later, with more similar things, he lost any expectations for his parents' affection.

However, he lived for two lifetimes after all, and a slight jealousy would not affect him for too long.

Now he has a difficult problem.

He has been in this spiritual realm for so long, his spiritual energy is enough, and his five consciousnesses are restored. It is logically formed. When will he leave here and return to himself?

Should we first go to the place where his body is in this life to look for opportunities...

According to the year and month calculation, he should be sixteen years old now and is still in Changzhou. According to the development of the previous life, he offended the son of King Zhao on the Wujiao field at the age of 18, and was expelled by his father before leaving Hailing in Changzhou. Could it be that he would have to wait another two years?!

He can't wait!

But according to Feng Changqing's current meaning, he wants to stay in Yuncheng and not go anywhere else. How can this be done?!

This Feng Changqing's personality...he really doesn't know what could make her travel through mountains and rivers to the south again.

Threat, intimidation, and temptation are not feasible.

He has to think about it carefully.

...

Zhong Huai asked someone to clean up Fang Ying's yard and buy all the things, hoping that Feng Changqing would move in.

Although Feng Yi didn't say anything, the expectation in his eyes could not be hidden.

However, Feng Changqing was used to this simple period, and suddenly moved into a big house, which was rare to sleep.

The sky had just turned white, and Feng Changqing woke up. After washing himself, he changed into the men's cotton robe he usually wore. He habitually tied a meatball behind his head and weaved the broken hair. He was about to put a hairpin on his hair when Zhong Xiaodie came.

After knowing Feng Changqing's life experience, Zhong Xiaodie was the happiest person.

Since the first time she bought dates, she felt that the girl was calm and deep. Even when she was wearing plain clothes, she was very different from those vendors. But she didn't expect that Feng Changqing would be the daughter of Miss Fang's family.

"Why are you still wearing these? You are a girl's house." Zhong Xiaodie turned around and took a pink jacket and skirt on the paint plate. "Here, I just made it yesterday. How beautiful this one is wearing this."

Feng Changqing smiled, "It's beautiful. I'll give it to you. It's quite comfortable for me to wear this."

The woman's clothes here are complicated and she has difficulty wearing them. She has become accustomed to men's clothing for a while.

"How can that work? This is specifically for the lady..." Feng Changqing slowly glanced over.

Zhong Xiaodie pursed her lips, "It was made specifically for you..."

"You are whiter than me, this color makes you more suitable." Feng Changqing smiled and draped his clothes on Zhong Xiaodie.

After saying that, Feng Changqing spontaneously pulled off her pink clothes, changed into the new one, pressed Zhong Xiaodie in front of the bronze mirror, picked up a hairpin and compared it on her double-ring bun, and one was worn on each side.

Zhong Xiaodie is originally a sweet-looking person, and she looks pink and cute.

Feng Changqing smiled and said, "It's just so good. Let's go. I haven't gone out for several days. Go out for a walk."

Zhong Xiaodie looked at herself in the mirror, sighed helplessly, and took a small step to chase after her.

In about twenty days, the Chinese New Year will be coming, and Yuncheng will become more lively than before.

The two walked on the street and heard people discussing the Jockey Club from time to time. Feng Changqing's eyes were as usual. However, Zhong Xiaodie was very curious. He always stood for a while when he heard it. He heard those people telling how Feng Changqing won Fang Bing so much.

When they arrived at the restaurant, the two of them were already hungry and their stomachs were roaring.

"Two baskets of beef buns, a stack of radish, and a steamed dumpling, and then--" Zhong Xiaodie began to order dishes.

Knowing that she likes to eat, Feng Changqing didn't stop her. She glanced out the window casually and was about to take the chopsticks, but suddenly she turned around.

Snowflakes have already floated outside, but the crowds on the streets have not diminished.

At the entrance of the alley across the street, a figure rushed in quickly, and there were a few children chasing behind him.

Little hedgehog!

Since selling dates that day, Feng Changqing has never seen him again. Later, he was gambled to deal with the Fang family's affairs. This matter was temporarily put aside, but he didn't expect to meet him again today.

Judging from the situation now, did you steal again?

Feng Changqing couldn't help but frowned. This kid was really deadly.

Just as he was thinking about this, the little hedgehog suddenly rushed up the dead tree beside the alley very quickly, climbed up the wall from the trunk of the dead tree, and threw down a white and tender bun.

Under the dead tree, a few steps into the entrance of the alley, someone squatted there with his knees in his arms, dressed thinly, shaking astringently.

Seeing the bun falling in front of his face and rolling for a short time, the person who was originally shaking suddenly rushed forward at a very fast speed, grabbed the bun, and stuffed it into his mouth without saying a word.

At this time, the children who were chasing arrived.

Several children were kicking and beating around the man, calling out stinky beggars, beggars, thieves and other words. On the dead tree, a thin body with half of his legs hanging on him, biting the bun watching the fun below. His hair was filthy, his clothes were dirty and torn, and there were several dirty fingerprints on the skin of the white and tender buns.

Looking at the person who was beaten by several children, then the little hedgehog shook his legs proudly, Feng Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly.

...

On the tree, the little hedgehog's legs were swaying rhythmically.

Under the tree, several children had beaten up enough, and the bun fell to the ground and was trampled to pieces. They kicked the man hatefully before leaving cursing.

The man shivered in the corner of the wall and shivered.

"Hey?" the little hedgehog called out.

The people under the tree were still shaking.

"Can you break it?" The little hedgehog was shocked and threw a small stone at the person below, which hit him in the back of the head.

The man was still trembling and trembling, not looking up.

The little hedgehog looked at him with his chin, but saw the man stretching out his trembling hand to grab the rotten buns that were stepping into the mud on the ground.

"Fool?" the little hedgehog silently.

Just as the man's hand was about to touch the rotten buns on the ground, a pair of silver-gray boots appeared in front of him.

The entrance of the alley is no more bluestone than the streets. It is muddy everywhere, but the boots are ridiculously clean. The dirty hands shrank and with a whoosh, they retracted their arms.

On the tree, the little hedgehog secretly cursed the bad guy and was about to run away, but someone grabbed the leg that was hanging down and fell heavily into the alley with a bang.

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Dog bloody appearance==
Chapter completed!