At Zhang Mochen's repeated insistence, Zhang Tianbing agreed to temporarily take charge of the affairs of the whole clan during this period. By the time everyone walked out of the council hall, the western sky had already hung a remnant sun.

In the room, Zhang Mochen sat on the edge of the bed, quietly looking at the pretty face of paper. Tomorrow is the day he leaves, and the most reassuring thing is Zhang Moran.

Straggles crawl on the ground, very quiet, silent companionship is the only thing it can do.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of Sister Ran'er. Wang Yuyan gently put her jade hand on Zhang Mochen's shoulder and said gently. At this time, the girl was a little sad, this was the sorrow before separation.

Gently holding the jade hand on his shoulder, Zhang Mochen smiled and nodded.

"Let's go, I'll accompany you to Wang's house. ”

Hearing Zhang Mochen's words, Wang Yuyan was slightly stunned, but after seeing the former's serious eyes, she pursed her lips and nodded.

In order to avoid arousing onlookers again, Zhang Mochen did not bring miscellaneous hairs with him. It must be that the current miscellaneous hair is no different from the size of an adult white tiger beast, and it looks more powerful.

Along the way, Zhang Mochen took Wang Yuyan's hand and walked, completely ignoring those awe-inspiring gazes, but did not go to Wang's house first, but both stepped into the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

The moment Zhang Mochen stepped into the threshold, the noisy Drunken Immortal Pavilion suddenly fell silent, and even the shopkeeper who ushered in the delivery seemed to be stupid for a while, and he was dumbfounded.

"Patriarch Zhang, Miss Yu Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time, hurry, please inside. At this moment, a very attentive voice broke the quiet atmosphere, and the shopkeeper flew all the way from the direction of the back kitchen, and even knocked over a few cans of good wine to the ground.

Although it has been less than a day since he returned to Sanye Town, the news that this young man who is not yet sixteen years old has taken over as the head of the Zhang family is no secret. In this regard, people are not shocked, the former must have this strength, worthy of the name, and there is more of a kind of envy and reverence in their hearts.

With Zhang Mochen and Wang Yuyan taking their seats, the Drunken Immortal Pavilion slowly resumed its liveliness, but it was less noisy.

"Old rules!" Zhang Mochen said casually.

Coming here again, although he is already high, Zhang Mochen has lost the original interest, and things are no longer in love. However, fortunately, with Wang Yuyan's company, after experiencing so much, the former has become an important spiritual pillar for him.

The shopkeeper nodded his head and then stepped back, and quickly brought the wine and meat to him.

Just as Zhang Mochen and Wang Yuyan were chatting softly and enjoying the food, several figures hurriedly entered the gate of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, and then walked straight in the direction of the two, seemingly coming prepared.

The person who came was none other than Shi Baichuan, who also took over as the patriarch not long ago.

The sudden appearance of the Shi family made the atmosphere quiet again, and under the quiet, there was even a kind of suffocating tension.

"Going to fight?"

"You were kicked in the head by a donkey, who is the opponent of the Ink Dust Patriarch in Sanye Town now?"

"What are the Shi family doing here?"

"Shut up and see?"

......

Zhang Mochen looked sideways slightly, without much expression, and drank the wine glass.

Shi Baichuan waved his hand lightly at the clansmen around him, signaled to step back, and then took a step.

"Patriarch Mochen, I wanted to come to visit, but I never thought to meet here. Shi Baichuan clenched his fists and bent down. The paper fan boy who followed Li Ziya as a tiger seems to be gone all of a sudden, and now Shi Baichuan is also immature, more mature and steady.

Stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person, not to mention that Shi Baichuan's greeting is not hypocritical, but full of respect.

"It turned out to be Patriarch Shi. Zhang Mochen slowly got up and replied with a smile.

Zhang Mochen's words have a deep meaning, just one sentence, on the one hand, it gives Shi Baichuan face, and on the other hand, he does not give him any further greetings.

In this regard, Shi Baichuan thought about the mirror, but there was no trace of anger, on the contrary, he still maintained a smile on his face that had been sharpened.

As for Zhang Mochen's return to Sanye Town, Shi Baichuan sent someone to follow secretly. No, as soon as Zhang Mochen and Wang Yuyan went out, the news reached his ears, and then they came non-stop.

"Patriarch Mochen, it was the Shi family who was ashamed of the Zhang family before, and Baichuan is here to make amends. Shi Baichuan put away his smile, bent down and clenched his fists again.

Shi Baichuan's words surprised not only everyone, but even Wang Yuyan was slightly stunned for a while. However, Zhang Mochen quickly figured out his routine.

Losing Shi Chongyang, the pillar of the pillar, the strength of the Shi family has been greatly reduced, if Shi Baichuan is smart, he will definitely find an opportunity to take the initiative to show goodwill, so as to alleviate the bad relationship between the two families. It's just that Zhang Mochen didn't expect that Shi Baichuan would choose to make amends in the Drunken Immortal Pavilion where there are many people.

Not to mention whether Shi Baichuan has really been relieved of Shi Chongyang's death, let's just say that today's show of weakness in front of everyone's eyes is enough to make Zhang Mochen look at him with admiration. endure humiliation, can bend and stretch, and is a big husband.

Taking a step forward and helping Shi Baichuan up, Zhang Mochen replied with a smile: "The matter between my fathers has passed, and I hope that the Shi family can get back on track under the leadership of Brother Baichuan." ”

The so-called 'back on track' was actually warning him not to be obsessed with not returning, otherwise the Shi family would not be far from extinction.

"There are a lot of elders in the Mochen Clan, which makes Baichuan even more self-blamed. From now on, the Shi family will guard one acre and three points of land, and there will be no contention with the world. Shi Baichuan bent down again and clenched his fists and said, "I'll wait until I leave first, and I'll visit another day." ”

"This Shi Baichuan is a character, I didn't find it before. Seeing those backs completely disappear from view, Wang Yuyan's beautiful eyes flickered and said seriously.

"Well, it's not easy, at least he has brains better than his father. Zhang Mochen nodded slightly.

The shopkeeper refused to accept the meal before he was killed, and Zhang Mochen was also very helpless in this regard, so he had to throw down a small money bag at random and pull Wang Yuyan out of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

At this time, the street is already a little empty, and the town of three leaves is a small place after all, and once it falls at night, it will be cold.

After passing through a few alleys and coming to a red lacquered gate, Wang Yuyan walked up and knocked lightly twice, but no one responded, and after a few more taps, there was a faint sound of footsteps on the other side of the gate.

A crack in the door opened, and a somewhat hoarse voice came from inside.

"I'm sorry, the Wang family has been closed for a while, please go back. ”

After the people inside finished speaking, they were about to close the crack in the door, but Wang Yuyan gently blocked it and said, "Steward Cao, it's me!"

In the next second, the door was completely opened, and a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties ran out directly. On the face that was completely occupied by depression and decadence, there was only surprise that was difficult to hide at the moment, and it was not until he saw the young man next to Wang Yuyan that his excitement was controlled.

"Master Mochen, Miss, you're back, it's great, the master must be very happy to know. Steward Cao smiled happily and beckoned the two of them to enter the door.

"Steward Cao, where is my father?" Wang Yuyan asked lightly.

"The master is in the back garden, it's just—" Steward Cao replied with some slurring.

"Just what?" A flash of worry flashed through her eyes, and Wang Yuyan asked.

"When the old man came back, he locked himself in the back garden for more than a month. Steward Cao sighed and replied.

Heaven can still be evil, but self-inflicted evil cannot live, but creation is so tricky, because of Wang Yuyan, Zhang Mochen can't completely get rid of Wang Xuansong in this life.

The corners of Zhang Mochen's mouth raised a trace of bitterness, and he pulled Wang Yuyan, who was a little hesitant, and walked towards the back garden.

As the wooden door was opened, a scene of decay fell into the field of vision of the two.

The back garden of the original red and willow green is now a dead branch and fallen leaves, and the stone pavilion not far away is wrapped with blackened rattans, and under the pavilion, a decadent figure is curled up in the corner, messy hair, dull eyes, where is there the appearance of the head of the family.

Although he has an indelible hatred for Wang Xuansong, his blood flows after all, and when he sees such a scene, tears are surging back and forth in Wang Yuyan's big clear eyes.

"Daddy...!"

The voice was choked, and it was very small, but it woke up the sluggish Wang Xuansong, only to see his body stunned, and then slowly got up, with surprise and dream-like psychedelia in his slightly raised eyes.

"Yu, Yuyan, is it you?" Wang Xuansong's voice was old and hoarse, and the whole person looked no different from an old man in his sixties and seventies.

"Dad, it's me!" Wang Yuyan couldn't hold back any longer, and threw herself directly into Wang Xuansong's arms, tears flowing like a stream.

"It's you, it's you, my good daughter, Dad, I'm sorry for you!" hugged the girl in his arms tightly, and the depression of this month turned into endless tears and suddenly vented out, Wang Xuansong howled.

Looking at the reunited father and daughter, Zhang Mochen smiled with relief, and the last trace of anger and hatred towards Wang Xuansong disappeared.

People can make mistakes, but family affection is always inseparable, because it is the warmest thing in the world.