Chapter 1082 Uncle Rong, I Miss You so Much, Wow...

Downstairs of the post house, Ji Bing spent a lot of effort to pull the little boy back, dissuaded him from committing murder in the street, and said coldly to the burly man, "Aren't you leaving yet?"

The big man cried so pitifully that he almost ran away in a hurry holding his head.

The little beggar came out of the corner quietly, walked up to the little boy and Ji Bing, and looked at each other.

Seeing that the little boy next to him was still bulging his cheeks and looking aggrieved, Ji Bing took the initiative and said to the little beggar: "It's too late. Don't beg. Go home."

The little beggar nodded honestly and glanced at the little boy secretly.

The little boy looked back at the little beggar and saw the worry in the little beggar's eyes. After thinking about it, he took out a tael of silver from his arms and gave it to the little beggar.

The little beggar hurriedly avoided it, shaking his head like a rattle: "No, no, no, you helped me and even treated me to candy. I can't ask for your money, my mother will scold me."

"But if you don't have money to buy food, you will be hungry."

The little beggar still shook his head, determined not to.

The little boy grabbed the silver and hesitated for a moment, then said "Wait for me", and then ran towards the end of the street in a hurry.

He went to burn incense and came back with a large bag of shortbread and steamed buns in his hand, and handed the hot food to the little beggar.

The little beggar refused the money, but he could not refuse such delicious food. His stomach reacted immediately and started to growl, but he still refrained from reaching out to take it.

The little boy simply stuffed the package into the little beggar's arms, then stood on tiptoe and patted his shoulder, saying, "Go home quickly."

The little beggar's eyes were red. He hugged the package tightly and nodded repeatedly: "Thank you, young master. Thank you, young master. You are such a good person. You will live a long life..."

Seeing the little beggar turn back three times and leave with a grateful face, Ji Bing asked the little boy next to him: "Aren't you going home?"

The little boy pursed his lips, raised his head and looked around. Finally, his eyes rested on the word "Inn", pointed at the plaque and said, "I live here."

Ji Bing was stunned for a moment: "You live here? Are you a member of the official family?"

The little boy scratched his head: "What is an official?"

Ji Bing explained to him: "It means that the father or uncle or relative is an official in the court."

The little boy didn't quite understand: "My father is a widower. I don't know if he is an official. Can I live here?"

"Probably not." Ji Bing used the few common sense he knew and said to his younger brother: "You have money, so you should be able to stay in an inn. I will take you to the nearest inn."

"But..." The little boy hesitated and stared at the sign of the post house: "The elder brother who sent me here said that I can go to live in the post house when I arrive in Qingzhou City. He said that I only need to tell the director of the post house Just by his name, I can live.”

Ji Bing is not clear about this: "Is he your relative? If he is not your relative, he shouldn't be able to tell his name!"

The little boy hesitated: "How about I give it a try. If I get kicked out, little brother, can you take me to the inn?"

Ji Bing nodded: "Yes, but a cousin of mine lives here. I want to see him first, so you have to wait for me."

"Okay, I'll wait for you." The little boy agreed, and then asked: "My name is Liu Xiaoli, little brother, what is your name?"

Ji Bing said: "My name is Ji Bing."

After the two children introduced themselves in a friendly and simple manner, Ji Bing went to knock on the door.

It took a long time to knock on the door before there was any movement inside. The person who opened the door was not the boy from the post house as Ji Bing thought, but a young man with an impressive appearance and a cold temperament.

Seeing this man, Ji Bing thought of what others called him, Third Prince. He pursed his lips and was hesitating whether to call him that too, when he heard the little brother beside him who he had just met suddenly say "Wow" A cry came out.

He turned his head in shock and saw that his little brother had already fluttered his arms and buried himself in the arms of the third prince, shouting: "Uncle Rong, Uncle Rong...Uncle Rong, I miss you so much, I thought you didn’t want me anymore, Uncle Rong, wow…”

Looking at the prince again, he bent down with a look of helplessness and doting, picked up the little boy who was only as tall as his own waistline, dragged his butt, wiped his tears, and coaxed softly: "Be good. , your father is upstairs."

Ji Bing was still confused until he went upstairs.

He didn't quite understand the current situation. What relationship did this little boy with whom he had just encountered a rough road have with his cousin?

Xiao Li now had no time to worry about the little friend he had just met. He came out of his uncle's arms in a hurry and ran upstairs with his short legs.

Arriving at the only room with an open door, Xiao Li took a deep breath and walked in majesticly.

As soon as he entered, before he could say anything, he saw Qing Jun's figure half lying on the bed.

"Dad!" The little guy yelled and rushed towards him.

Liu Wei squinted half of her eyes and saw her son coming. She raised her hand weakly and was about to catch him, but the little guy stopped when he was three steps away from her. Then, he stretched out his fat and tender little hand towards her. Hit the body.

The beating was silent, but the little fist still hurt.

Liu Wei was hit several times by him, and just as she moved her arm to resist, Rong Leng came in, held the little guy's paw, and pulled the child: "Don't make trouble."

Xiao Li was dragged away, then came back. He sniffed, bulged his cheeks and pounced on Liu Wei, shouting: "Big liar, big bad guy, big liar, big bad guy... He said he would be back in half a month, You obviously promised me to come back in half a month, obviously..."

Seeing how unwilling he was, Liu Wei turned her head to look at Rong Leng.

Rong Leng didn't meet her eyes and didn't intend to rescue her.

Liu Wei knew that she could only rely on herself, so she sat up from the bed and asked with a straight face: "Why did you come here?"

Xiao Li puffed out her chest and said righteously: "If I don't come over, I won't have a father!"

Liu Wei asked again: "Where is your brother Xiaojin?"

Xiao Li said: "Of course brother Xiao Jin is in Kyoto."

"Then do you know how worried Brother Xiaojin is if you run away secretly?"

Xiao Li was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Because dad won't come back, that's why I..."

"Your brother Xiaojin thinks you are lost. You can't eat well or sleep well every day. You have caused so much trouble to others. Is this what dad taught you before?"

Xiao Li was in a daze. Thinking of running away by himself, brother Xiao Jin must have been anxious and felt guilty, but he still murmured: "But it's because dad, you didn't mean what you said first that I came here on my own. I didn't mean it." …”

"You said it wasn't intentional. I heard that the slave girl was unconscious and the servant sneaked out?"

Xiao Li lowered his head and stirred with his short fingers: "Those drugs don't hurt people, they will wake up soon..."

"Is this how you use your medicine on the brothers and sisters who take care of you?"

Xiao Li shook his head and lowered his head: "But I want to see dad..."

"You can be so ignorant just because you want to see dad?"

Xiao Li pursed his lips and said nothing, knowing that he had done something wrong.

Rong Leng glanced at Liu Wei and gained a new understanding of her ability to confuse right and wrong.