Fenglu County is indeed a relatively large city among the mountains. It was already night when the three of them arrived. Although they could not admire the face of this city in detail, they could feel how extraordinary it was just by looking at the towering gates and walls.
"This is Fenglu County. Although it is surrounded by mountains, it has also developed relatively prosperously due to historical reasons."
When they arrived at Fenglu County, the two loosened the corners of Subiezhi's clothes, and the three of them walked slowly into the city.
Jia Qian walked in front and kept introducing his hometown to the two of them, his tone full of pride. Although Dongfang Shiming had heard him speak before, in order not to disturb his interest at this time, he made a serious expression and listened carefully.
The prosperity of Fenglu County can actually be understood by what you see in front of you. Although it was night, the city was still brightly lit and bustling with activity.
Fenglu County's commercial port and people's residences are intertwined with no clear boundaries, so it looks particularly lively. In addition to the shops and night stalls that are open at night, many people are engaged in handicrafts. At this moment, the lights are on in the homes, and from time to time you can hear voices from the neighbors. The squeaking sound of a spinning wheel.
"It's such a peaceful and peaceful scene." Dongfang Shiming admired sincerely.
Jia Qian felt a little embarrassed when he heard Dongfang Shiming praise his hometown.
Subiezhi looked eagerly at the late-night snack stall not far away, nodding approvingly in agreement with Dongfang Shiming.
The three of them passed a shop selling clothes. Subiezhi stopped them first and went in to buy two blouses. Jia Qian was about to laugh at him more, but unexpectedly Su Biezhi gave the two blouses he had just bought to the two of them.
"We're almost home. Your clothes will scare your parents."
He smiled slightly and looked at the blood stains and plaster on Jia Qian's clothes. "Of course, I won't stop you if you insist on wearing it."
"Tch..." Jia Qian angrily took the blouse and put it on, but he had to admit that he was more thoughtful. Dongfang Shiming also accepted Subiezhi's kindness and temporarily covered up the large blood stains on his clothes with a blouse. After all, it is already very late today, and it is not too late to talk about these things later.
After changing their clothes, the three of them walked through the streets again, and the original lively atmosphere faded a little. Jia Qian was about to arrive home, and he became more and more excited. The door of his house seemed to have appeared in front of his eyes.
"We're here after walking this way." Jia Qian led the two of them around an alley to a quieter side street, "My home is right there..."
As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and pointed in the direction he was so familiar with.
However, when he looked along his fingertips, he was suddenly shocked!
Dongfang Shiming's interest suddenly froze when he saw his enthusiasm. He stayed where he was and looked in the direction he was pointing.
Gone, the small house that Jia Qian remembered before disappeared.
There, it was replaced by a magnificent residential building with a two-story attic, new and elegant walls, and raised four-corner eaves, highlighting a completely different luxurious atmosphere from the surroundings. In the dark night, soft yellow light shines from the carved windows on all sides, exuding a wealthy style.
"This, this, this, this..."
Jia Qian almost fainted. Could it be that the feng shui of his land was taken aback by some local tycoon and rich gentry, and has it been bought? Although the interval was not short, the speed of the change still made him almost dodge to the waist.
Moreover, he had no way of knowing where his family members had gone, and how he would find his loved ones...
Seeing Jia Qian's appearance, Subiezhi laughed softly beside him.
He walked over and patted Jia Qian's stiff shoulders twice, and said to him: "Go over and take a look first. Don't think bad things about everything."
Jia Qian heard his malicious laughter and was in a particularly bad mood. He wanted to stuff this guy into the manhole cover. But there was really no other way at the moment, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and lead the two of them to the luxurious residence.
The large reddish-brown iron door with hanging rings has a majestic lion head carved on it. Jia Qian felt a little timid when he saw it. He hesitated and stretched out his hand, but he hesitated to knock on the door.
"Oh, what a big deal. Let me help you."
At this time, Subiezhi grinned at Jia Qian, and rushed forward to grab the iron ring very helpfully. Before Jia Qian could react, he had already knocked on the door. The metal made a continuous banging sound, and the "clang" sound was transmitted far into the night sky.
"What are you doing..." Jia Qian grabbed Subiezhi's elbow with his hand hanging in the air and shouted.
But soon, there were rapid footsteps behind the door. Subiezhi let go of his hand and stuck out his tongue, as if he was deliberately making Jia Qian happy.
Jia Qian glared at him, turned around and waited respectfully for the wealthy gentleman's house to open.
The door rumbled open. It is obvious that this iron gate is very carefully built and must be expensive.
Through the night, the faint light is refracted through the eaves.
However, when the night light shone on the face of the person who opened the door, Jia Qian was once again stunned.
The person who opened the door was not a wealthy gentleman, but his mother.
Looking at his long-lost mother, Jia Qian's lips moved. It was clear that he wanted to scream something, but he was too excited to say anything.
He reached forward with trembling hands, carefully grasped my mother's hand, and after a long time he shouted in a trembling, moist voice: "...Mom!"
"My dear son, my son is back."
His mother nodded lovingly, with a smile on her face.
Subiezhi stood quietly aside, not disturbing the long-lost family happiness of mother and son. But when Mrs. Jia Qian's eyes touched his, she exclaimed in surprise: "Ah, it's the benefactor, and the benefactor is here too."
"Benefactor?" Jia Qian listened to his mother's joyful tone and quickly turned his head to see where his "benefactor" was.
But there are still only two people behind him, Dongfang Shiming and Subiezhi. And when he followed his mother's gaze, what he saw was... Subiezhi's smiling face that couldn't be beaten.
