As soon as he sat down, his two daughters cheered and rushed into his arms. The eldest daughter Yang Bing was four years old, and the second daughter Yang Sihua was two years old. Both daughters looked like their mothers. They were both pretty and cute, and they were both Yang Yuanqing's treasures.

Pei Minqiu smiled and said, "Why don't Dad come and love us Ning'er?"

Yang Yuanqing's son was named Yang Ning, and he is only three months old now. He is sleeping soundly in the cradle next to him. Seeing that his son is sleeping soundly, Yang Yuanqing couldn't help but reach out to pinch his red face and smiled: "The little guy is sleeping soundly. Don't disturb him, just accompany his daughter first."

Pei Minqiu and Chuchen sat in the back row, whispering, while Yang Yuanqing held a daughter in one hand and whispered to them about the situation outside the window.

"Dad, the wet nurse said that the world will be in chaos. What is the world's chaos like?"

The eldest daughter Bing'er already knew a little, and she looked at her father with big black eyes very seriously.

Yang Yuanqing loved to pull the horns of his eldest daughter and smiled and said, "The world is in chaos because many people don't have a house to live in and have no food to eat."

"Dad, then will we not have food to eat?"

"Won't!"

Yang Yuanqing smiled and said, "With Daddy, you will have a house to live in and have food to eat."

Yang Yuanqing held two little and cute daughters and looked back at Minqiu and Chuchen. Both of them were looking at him with a smile. An indescribable warmth surged in Yang Yuanqing's heart. This is his home, his relatives, and his shoulders not only have to bear the world, but also protect his family.

The raindrops floated in the sky, and it was fine and dense. In the light rain, the carriage slowly moved, and more than a hundred guards guarded several carriages heading east along the official road.

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Chapter completed!