To Travel by the Edge of a Creek

Stopped at the entrance of the small courtyard, it was out of place in the slums of Nancheng.

A man in his forties or fifties got out of the car, followed by his secretary and bodyguard. The man had a strong aura and good looks, and he was clearly a character at first sight.

"Hey, uncle?" Liang Qian shouted when she saw an acquaintance coming.

"Sissi" the man smiled and picked up the girl.

When the people in the house saw the guests, they all went out to greet them to see who was coming.

"Why are you here?" Liang Jia's originally smiling face suddenly became serious when he saw the man.

"How are you talking?" Sun Qing hit Liang Jia and criticized him.

"We have a holiday today, let's have a meal together today" the man asked their opinion.

"Okay, you are also busy and don't have time usually. I only have some time during the New Year. Let's sit down and have a drink and chat tonight." Liang Yueting took her daughter from the man and said.

"You go ahead, I won't go," Liang Jia said expressionlessly.

"Hey, you kid!" Sun Qing became anxious upon hearing this.

"Just have a meal, Jiajia, nothing else." The man seemed to be requesting.

Yan Ran was scratching his head at the side, what does this have to do with it? His deskmate has always been very good-tempered, and it is rare for him to be so black-faced.

"Then, you go and have dinner. We can make an appointment for the temple fair another day." Yan Ran prepared to leave with a wink.

"No need," Liang Jia pulled him and insisted.

"Are you Jiajia's friend? Let's go together," the man said gently.

Finally they got in the car and went to have a meal together.

Just like what the man said, he just had a meal and said some innocuous words.

"Mom and Dad, when we're full, we'll go to the temple fair first. You guys eat slowly," Liang Jia said and pulled his deskmate away.

"Brother, wait for me." Liang Qian struggled to get off the high stool and ran out.

"Would you like..." Let the car take you there? The three children went out before Liang Youyan finished speaking.

"The child just can't accept it for the moment, take your time," the Liangs consoled them seeing the man's unconcealable disappointment.

"Yueting Sun Qing, I'd like to toast you with this glass of wine. Thank you for taking good care of Jiajia these years. An Yi feels at ease there." The man held up the wine glass in a low manner, which no one would know. I believe that the provincial leader would respectfully toast and thank the ordinary couple.

"Jiajia is a sensible child, and he has brought us endless happiness when he is by our side. How can we not say thank you enough? You guys are on the front line and don't care about home," Sun Qing said, with tears in her eyes when she thought of the past.

Liang Jia is not their biological son, but the son of their good friend, the son of the current provincial leader.

Liang Jia's biological parents were police officers who had made numerous meritorious deeds in eradicating evil and organized crime. Those who do these things will inevitably be hated by others. After his mother gave birth to him, he was retaliated by the underworld and got into an accident. When his father was desperate, he had no choice but to leave the child to the care of a good friend who could not give birth to a child at that time. He left alone in physical and mental pain. It’s been many years since I’ve been away in a foreign land.

The only things that have kept him going all these years are his faith and his children. He wants to use all his strength to make the world clearer and let his children live a safe and happy life.

Liang Jia's adoptive parents are kind-hearted people who treat their children just like their own children. Liang Jia's grandparents didn't say anything and treated Liang Jia as if they were their own grandson.

Liang Youyan also came back not long ago. His superiors sent him to revitalize the economy in this area and check on one thing. He originally didn't want to disturb that family's life, but when he looked at the photo of his late wife, he couldn't help but look at his son. The son is very similar to his wife, both are so handsome and handsome.

Liang Yueting's Sun Qing was very open-minded, confessed everything to Liang Jia, and persuaded him to recognize his biological father.

After Liang Jia found out, he refused to acknowledge him dead or alive, and always spoke coldly to that person.

He could understand the situation at that time, and instead thanked him for placing him in such a good family, but he was afraid that his parents would be sad, and even more afraid that his parents would not want him.

The Dongcheng Temple Fair was not far from where they ate, and the three of them walked there in more than ten minutes.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, people came out to play if they had nothing to do. The temple fair was brightly lit and people were noisy. It was so lively.

The road was full of lanterns, and it was a bright red road. There were various stalls beside the road, selling candied haws, chestnuts, and masks and candy figures. Many people were watching around the small stall where people were writing.

"Would you like one? You can write names and draw animals, but many people come to buy sugar paintings of celebrities." The old man who made sugar paintings greeted the three of them when he saw them.

"Wow" Liang Qian ran over excitedly when she saw that the not-for-sale item on the stall was the name of a male celebrity she liked. It felt like she had met the celebrity in person.

"Brother, I want one." Liang Qian turned her back to her brother and waved to him to pay.

"Then let's take three," Yan Ran said, pulling Liang Jia over.

"I can make whatever you want," the old man said, taking out the stick and placing it on the board. He picked up the sugar spoon with his other hand and prepared to paint.

"I want this star's name," Liang Qian said, pointing to the signature product.

"Okay, what about you?" the old man said, already starting to do it.

"Us?" Liang Jia didn't know what he wanted. He turned around and looked at Yan Ran, waiting for him to speak.

"Then let's ask for our two names, one is Liang Jia and the other is Yan Ran." Yan Ran said to Liang Jia, and when Liang Jia agreed, he told the old man.

"Liang Jia, Yan Ran" the old man repeated with a smile.

Yan Ran compared the words with the old man again. After the old man understood it, he started to do it. In the end, the three of them were each

I took the candy painting and went to another place.

They wandered around, stopping to watch lion dances and open-air singing.

Yan Ran stayed with him and watched him pretend to be happy.

"We are generally taller," Yan Ran said with a smile as he looked at Liang Jia who was in a daze on the stage.

"How is that possible? I'm taller than you," Liang Jia said after coming back to his senses and not believing it.

"Really, don't you believe we are competing?" Yan Ran said provocatively.

"Just compare." Liang Jia childishly approached Yan Ran to compare his height.

Liang Jia stretched out his hands to compare. He was really taller. No, he had to be taller than Yan Ran. Due to his childish mentality, he straightened his back and neck to compare with others.

Yan Ran smiled, hugged him, and said in his ear: "Don't be afraid, we are all by your side."

"Yes." Liang Jia fluttered her eyelashes and nodded heavily while lying on Yan Ran's neck.

Yan Ran guessed it. What they said during the dinner was not difficult for a thoughtful and sensitive person like him to judge the relationship between Liang Jia and them. But Liang Jia didn't hate the man, but was afraid of him. What was he afraid of? Was he afraid that the man would take him away by force?

"Huh? I want a hug too," Liang Qian, who came back from chatting with an acquaintance, asked when she saw the two people hugging each other.

"No, go find your friend for a hug." Liang Jia didn't want to pay attention to her.

"Stingy" Liang Qian rolled her eyes.

They shopped for a long time, Liang Qian kept asking for this and that, and Yan Ran bought her every time.

"It would be great if Liang Jiajia was a girl," Liang Qian said while holding a handful of mutton skewers.

"Why?" Yan Ran asked her.

"That way brother Yan Ran can be Jiajia's boyfriend and become my brother-in-law," Liang Qian analyzed rationally.

"What nonsense