Chapter 162 The house collapsed
King Chu returned home angrily, only to find that Xie Wuyang had almost packed his things.

King Chu: "."

Huai Fu called out angrily: "My lord."

Xie Wuyang, who was reading with a book in his hand, turned his head to take a look, and got up to greet him politely.

Then the atmosphere between the father and son became so awkward.

Even Huaifu couldn't stand it.

"You've only been at home for a few days, why are you leaving again?" King Chu frowned and looked at him dissatisfied.

Xie Wuyang said: "My friend is still waiting for me, of course I have to go back."

The king of Chu frowned even tighter, the kind that could pinch a fly to death: "What kind of friend is worth your driving all the way there? Besides, is it possible that you will stay with him for the rest of your life and never be separated again?"

Xie Wuyang curled his lips, he wanted to, but he was not Uncle Cheng's child.

Of course, you can't say this, and if you say it, you have to kneel in the ancestral hall and face the board.

"Anyway, I'm going back."

King Chu stared: "You rebellious son!"

Xie Wuyang said: "Father, can you say something other than this sentence? You didn't say you were tired, I was tired of hearing it."

The King of Chu stared at him without saying a word. He had been a soldier all his life, and there was a ruthlessness in his bones. If he had been a different person, he would have been frightened to fight, but Xie Wuyang had been looking at his face since he was born. It was impossible to frighten Xie Wuyang with this face.

From this day on, King Chu would come to Xie Wuyang every day, trying to change his mind.

But Xie Wuyang felt that his father was too noisy, and he became more determined to leave.

King Chu: "."

Finally, when the day of departure came, Xie Wuyang had a bright smile on his face, so bright that King Chu felt his eyes hurt.

He snorted coldly, turned and slammed the door.

Xie Wuyang went to pick up Cheng Jin from the eldest princess's mansion. After careful consideration, the eldest princess did not arrange a large group of people to follow, only a few guards followed to protect, and they would come back after sending Cheng Jin to them.

When Jiang Baohui and Cheng Zhongqian reconciled, only Cheng Jin left with Jiang Baohui. This is the first time he has left his mother.

No matter how stable you are usually, you will still feel a little uneasy and apprehensive, Jiang Baohui said cruelly: "Go."

As soon as he got into the carriage, Cheng Jin couldn't help crying, and Xie Wuyang felt uncomfortable, so he handed him the handkerchief.

Cheng Jin took it silently, but it was useless. He lowered his head and cried for a while, then looked at Xie Wuyang, and silently sucked his nose.

The two mothers knew each other well, but they didn't know each other at all.

Strictly speaking, the day the letter was delivered was the first time they met.

Xie Wuyang was less talkative, but Cheng Jin was less talkative than him, so he had no choice but to drive on his way without embarrassment.

Lingbao didn't know that there was a big surprise waiting for her. She only knew that her house had collapsed.

On a sunny and sunny day with no clouds in the sky, the thatched house that had survived the flood collapsed without warning.

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Looking at the messy "home", Lingbao said with a dazed expression, "Big brother, our home is gone"

Cheng Yun was afraid for a while, and touched Ling Bao's thin back.

"If it wasn't for Lingbao asking us to identify plants with her, we would be finished." Cheng Yi swallowed.

The three brothers and sisters looked at each other in blank dismay, silent.

I really don't know what to say!

"Brother, what should we do now?" Cheng Yi asked.

This Cheng Yun has no way to deal with the collapse of the house.

The villagers rushed over one after another when they heard the movement, and asked in shock: "This, this, this, why did the house collapse? The earth dragon didn't turn over!"

Cheng Yun smiled bitterly: "We don't know either."

The village chief looked over the children nervously: "No injuries?"

"No, Uncle Village Chief, we're fine." Lingbao said obediently, and soon said in frustration, "But our home is gone."

"It's good that people are fine." The village chief patted the little girl's head reassuringly, and echoed the villagers, "Everyone come to help, see if we can save things, and how much we can save."

This is often the case in the village. When one party is in trouble, all parties support it. No one makes sarcastic remarks. The big guys work together to dig out most of the things.

"These are still usable, and save money to buy."

"Da Lang, why don't you go to my house to sleep today? Let my children squeeze with me."

"Let's go to my house. You have several children, how can you squeeze them?"

"How about two at your house and two at my house?"

Talking in a hurry, he directly arranged the whereabouts of Lingbao and the others, very enthusiastic.

But Cheng Yun still refused.

He knew the family conditions of the villagers, and no one had any vacant rooms, because there was no spare money to build more houses.

"No need, village head, let's just live next door." Cheng Yun said, "You left us the key when you left unharmed."

Originally, it was just given away casually, but unexpectedly it became a place of refuge.

Then everyone knows how to choose, and the villagers don't argue, it must be that the Xie family lives comfortably.

Ling Bao squatted at the door and refused to leave, her innocent face was full of worry.

Her home boo hoo.

Although the thatched cottage is dilapidated, it is the first "home" that gives her a sense of belonging.

No matter how broken a home is, it is still a home.are different.

"My lord, our house has collapsed." Ling Baoke said sadly.

Dawang rubbed against him with his furry face, and comforted him simply and plainly: "Don't be sad, if the old one doesn't go, the new one won't come."

Lingbao's eyes lit up immediately, and he ran to Cheng Yun and asked expectantly, "Big brother, are we going to build a new house?"

No child can refuse a new house, and neither can Lingbao!

Cheng Yun: "Yes."

There is no place to live without building a house.

"What kind of building does it look like? Is it a big tiled house made of blue bricks?" Ling Bao held his chubby cheeks, and with a little force, his mouth would pout.

Cheng Yi next to her felt itchy and pinched her mouth into a duck's mouth.

"What does Lingbao want?" Cheng Yun rescued his sister.

Lingbao thought about it seriously, then smiled shyly and said, "I want a bookshelf, is that okay?"

"Of course you can."

Since we want to build a house, we should build a better one, so as not to worry about another collapse when we go to bed at night.

In addition, two more rooms can be built, and he and Erlang share one room, so there is no need for three people to squeeze into one bed.

Cheng Yi excitedly joined the discussion and said, "I want a big bed, and it's best not to have bookshelves or desks."

Cheng Yun rolled his eyes at him, and Cheng Yi begged his elder brother to agree with him.

"Don't worry, you don't have so much money to do it for you if you want it at home."

This year, he also earned some money, but the family's expenses are also high, and the money may not be enough. Cheng Yun thought about waiting for his father to come back and discuss with him, whether he could borrow some from Xie Wuyang.

In the evening, Cheng Zhongqian came back from the county seat.

As soon as we arrived at the entrance of the village, some villagers said loudly: "Cheng Xiucai, your house has collapsed!"

 The city is going to be closed again, and nucleic acid is going to be done again, so good hahahahaha woo woo woo woo woo woo woo (this person is already crazy)
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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