Song Jingchen heaved a sigh of relief and sat back in the wheelchair under Shen Yijia’s resentful gaze.
Shen Yijia gritted her teeth in anger. Who would be so blind to come to the house at this time? Usually, no one would come to the house. However, the weather had been bad recently, and people came by to bother them every few days.
However, no matter how angry she was, she could only push the wheelchair out to meet the guest.
As soon as she opened the door, she saw Lin Shao running back towards them. It was cold, but the blush on his face did not fade.
Seeing the two of them come out, he heaved a sigh of relief. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at them. He stammered, “In the front hall.”
Shen Yijia was confused by his appearance. Song Jingchen held his forehead. This kid had obviously misunderstood something.
However, he could not explain himself. Otherwise, he would be exposing himself.
Bruiser was guarding the door of the central room in boredom. When he saw the three of them coming, he almost cried tears of joy.
The guest asked so many questions. One moment, he was asking about Song Jingchen’s health, and what he usually did. The next moment, he was asking about his relationship with Song Jingchen.
Bruiser didn’t dare to answer. Everyone knew why the Song family had returned to Xiagou Village from the capital. Who knew what this person’s motive was?
He took a few steps forward and repeated the question the guest asked him. If he was really not a good person, he could take precautions in advance.
Song Jingchen raised his eyebrows and didn’t say anything. He only told Lin Shao and Bruiser to go out and play.
Shen Yijia pushed him into the central room. Soon, the coachman came out. The door of the central room was closed.
“Fan Mingyuan greets Eldest Young Master and Young Madam.” Fan Mingyuan bowed to Song Jingchen and Shen Yijia, his tone filled with excitement.
While he was waiting for them, he took the opportunity to tidy himself up. Although there was no difference, at least that pair of boots was now on his feet.
Shen Yijia blinked and looked at the disheveled but righteous man in front of her. She said nothing.
“Brother Fan, what are you doing?” Song Jingchen frowned.
Hearing this, Fan Mingyuan’s eyes turned red. He maintained his bow and said with a trembling voice, “I didn’t expect that after we parted in the capital, I wouldn’t have the chance to see Teacher and the old master again. I’ve failed Teacher’s years of nurturing. I’m not worthy of being called a brother of yours.”
Fan Mingyuan was the descendant of the old master’s deputy general. During the war, the deputy general died on the battlefield and entrusted the old master to take care of the family.
They did not want that battle to last too long, since the citizens would be displaced.
The old master sent someone to pick them up, but the family had long disappeared.
When he found Fan Mingyuan, who was only ten years old, he raised him at home.
After that, Fan Mingyuan acknowledged Song Jingchen’s father, Song Yi, as his teacher.
Due to his status as a disciple of the Grand Duke, Fan Mingyuan could have made a name for himself in the capital.
However, he was a stubborn person. He wanted to be a good official for the people. Not only did he leave to find his own destiny, but he also refused to accept the care of the Duke’s residence. He became a small county magistrate.
Zi Xiu was the name Song Yi had given him when he left the capital.
Song Jingchen helped him up, unwilling to talk about his father and grandfather. He only asked, “Brother Fan, why are you here today?”
He hadn’t visited Song Jingchen Xiagou Village for more than half a year. Song Jingchen thought that he was as afraid of being implicated as the others were, and thought that his grandfather and father had misjudged this person.
A look of guilt flashed across Fan Mingyuan’s face. He lifted his clothes and knelt down. “I’m here today to beg Eldest Young Master to save the lives of the citizens of Anyang County!”
