Once upon a time there was a poor little girl [Quick Transmigration]

"Xiao Yuan, came back so early today? Didn't you mean the business in the shop..." Father Shen wiped the table, saw Shen Nianyuan hurried in from outside the house with his head bowed, put down the rag in his hand and walked over.I didn't want to but was startled by my son's sudden look up, "... who? Who did you bully you?!"

The eyes were dizzy with water, and the redness around the eye sockets had not faded. Shen Nianyuan pinched the deed in his hand, forced a smile to Shen's father, "No one bullies your son, I'm so happy."

"Happy?" Shen's father stared at Shen Nianyuan's face fiercely, knocking the corner of Shen Nianyuan's mouth into a stiff smile, and then frowned, "I don't think you have cried, Xiaoyuan, what happened? Could it be..." Was he reprimanded by the shopkeeper of Ruyizhai?

Father Shen thought that Shen Nian came back from the outside three hours earlier than in the past, so he must feel uncomfortable, so he comforted him and said, "I told you earlier, that shopkeeper's job is not going to be done. Forget it, even though Dad is an old man, it is still no problem to support his son."

"Father, what are you thinking?" Shen Nianyuan looked at Shen's father's gray hair, and couldn't help his nose sore, and handed the sweaty yellow transfer deed to Shen's father, "Your son really happened to be lucky Now." Seeing Father Shen's surprised expression, Shen Nianyuan smiled with unspeakable bitterness, "My lord is kind-hearted, and today I have transferred the Ruyi Zhai to my name...I have settled everything with him, and in the future , we don’t need to stay in this mansion anymore.”

Carefully accepting the contract, Father Shen thought he was hallucinating, "Xiao Yuan, are you willing to leave?"

Seeing Shen Nianyuan nodded lightly, "Let's go."

He said, and then said in a slightly hesitant tone, "Also, father... I don't want to take over Ruyizhai."

"What?" Father Shen asked.

Because it always feels like a breakup fee, even though it's not.On the one hand, Shen Nianyuan knew that this was just Feng Zhe's good intentions, but on the other hand, he had mixed feelings about Ruyi Zhai. He thought about it, and said frankly to Shen's father, "Father, after leaving Fengfu, I... don't want to leave He's too close."

Father Shen naturally knew who this "he" was, and thinking that Ruyi Zhai was originally the shop of Mr. Feng's family, he also nodded, "Alright, then let's leave Tianshui Town... and go back to... the village?"

Shen Nianyuan shook his head, there are troublemakers in the poor mountains and rivers, that village is not suitable for their father and son to live for a long time.

"Then where can we go?"

Lowering his eyes and being silent for a while, Shen Nianyuan took a deep breath, and then said firmly, "Let's go to Beijing."

Father Shen couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. In his opinion, how far he was from Tianshui Town represented how determined Shen Nianyuan was to leave Young Master Feng's family.

No wonder he still has redundant worries.It must be known that the young master of the Feng family had given the father and son two options, either to leave immediately with the money, or to stay voluntarily.Because his heart is attached to this young master of the Feng family, his stupid son finally chose to stay, and he is willing to live in the backyard of this Feng mansion without a proper name.But three months will pass in the blink of an eye, and when he heard that his son suddenly said that he was finally leaving the Feng Mansion, Father Shen was not without objections in his heart.

Although he was raised in this mansion with good food and drink, but Shen's father used to think that people were born with ranks.Young masters of aristocratic families like Mr. Feng who grew up in rich clothes and rich food are unattainable for ordinary people like them. My son knows that the distance between him and Mr. Feng is like a moat. If you insist on it with all your heart, you are afraid that the ending will be like moths to a flame, and there will be no redemption.

However, fortunately, the young master of the Feng family is a decent and sober person, and his own son can be regarded as awakened now, it is not too late...

"Since we're leaving, let's pack up our things quickly. We've been bothering the master for a few days in Feng Mansion, so we can't continue to hang on." Shen's father knew that Shen Nianyuan was definitely not feeling well right now, and he didn't want to see his son. Embarrassed, he held the contract with a smile, flattened the crumpled contract, and said slowly, "From now on, we two will live a good life."

Shen Nianyuan was in shape for a while, before he replied in a low voice, "Okay."

The voice choked.

The father and son didn't have much luggage, just like when they first moved to the courtyard, they still carried a coarse cloth bag behind their backs.

Walking out of the main gate of the self-proclaimed mansion all the way unimpeded, Shen Nianyuan looked up at the two gilt characters hanging on the gate of the mansion, as if it had been a lifetime away.

"Let's go." Father Shen said.

"Ah."

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"Leaving?" Closing the account book in his hand, Feng Ze frowned as he listened to the boy's brief report of the news that Shen Nianyuan and his son had left Tianshui Town, "Maybe we can tell where they are going?"

The servant nodded and said, "Young Master Shen and his father took the official route to Beijing, and this is the only one, so there is no mistake."

"Go to... Beijing." Feng Ze pursed his lips, even though the original plot of Xin Dao was messed up by his butterfly fan, but in some important moments, the world still has the ability to bring it back to its original state track...

Outside the window, the shadows of the trees are whirling, and when the wind blows, the yellowed willow leaves will rustle down from the branches, spreading a thick layer on the ground.

Late autumn, famine, refugees.

Feng Ze looked out of the window, and the scene of the riots of the hungry people in his previous life gradually emerged in front of his eyes, he couldn't help rubbing his tired brows.

...Wait, wait a little longer.

Wait for him to get through this period.