Speaking of the letter hidden under the pillow, Huo Xi's heart softened.
"you guess?"
Mu Yan saw her smiling proudly, and the corners of her mouth also turned up, "Smiling like this, are you very happy?"
Huo Xi nodded repeatedly, and Mu Yan stared at her, "Could it be from Qier?"
Huo Xi's mouth opened wide, "How did you guess it? Xiao Yu'er will only turn four years old on April 15th next year. How did you guess it was written by your son?"
Did you guess it right? Mu Yan raised his eyebrows, "I am your husband and your man, how can I guess wrong?" Every time you smile, frown or curl your lips, I know what you are thinking.
"Show me quickly, my son can write letters!" The old father was extremely proud. In a flash, he hadn't seen his son for more than half a year.
His son, his bloodline in this world. He misses him and misses him.
"Let me show it to you. I almost died laughing when I read it. This letter is written exactly like his uncle's back then!"
Huo Xi lay in Mu Yan's arms, and the couple unfolded their letters, reading the first letter in their son's life and the first letter written to him and his wife.
The font was very large, slanted, and criss-crossed. Mu Yan felt like stroking his forehead when he looked at it.
Huo Xi slapped him and glared at him: "How dare you dislike me! You couldn't write such a letter when you were four years old!"
Mu Yan shook his head and smiled. He had started studying the Four Books and Five Classics when he was four years old. But Xi'er said that he would wait until his son was older before he became more enlightened, and he followed her.
"Do you understand?" Huo Xi looked up at him again.
"Why can't you understand? My son wrote it. I am his biological father. How can I not understand it?" OK, you can understand it, so she doesn't have to translate it.
The couple laughed while watching, and then Huo Xi thought about her son and her heart ached, and she sobbed in Mu Yan's arms.
Mu Yan held her back and said again and again, "Qi'er misses us. He said that if we don't go back to see him, he will not remember us."
He also missed his son. Unless Mu Zhan's family was sent to the capital to stay as hostages, his son would not be able to be with him as long as he was in Yunnan.
Moreover, even if Mu Zhan and his family were brought to the capital, I am afraid that Mu Zhan and his family would not be of sufficient importance to the emperor.
Separation of wife, children and family is a dilemma faced by every border guard general. There is nothing he can do about it.
"Stop crying..."
"My aunt said in the letter that Xiao Yu'er misses us at night and has to be coaxed to sleep for a long time. He often wakes up crying at night." Huo Xi couldn't stop crying. She left Xiao Yu'er to find his father.
He will definitely blame her, and I'm afraid he won't kiss her anymore.
"No. We are his biological parents. If he doesn't kiss us, who will he kiss?"
Mu Yan patiently comforted her for a long time before Huo Xi stopped crying. "I sent Yu'er a lot of things. I don't know if he likes it. I don't know when we will be called back to the capital." She stared at him and asked, "Don't you want to go back to the capital?
?”
Mu Yan paused and shook his head, "Wherever you are, I will be. Without you, there is no point in having the power and position. I also miss Qi'er, but it's best to wait until I deploy for another year next year and then summon
Let’s go back to Beijing.”
By then, Yunnan will be under his control. Even if he is in the capital, he can control everything in Yunnan remotely. By then, no one can change his position.
The Duke of Guizhou's Mansion in the capital.
Xiao Yuer was wrapped up tightly by Mrs. Cheng. He first played with his aunt and uncle in the house for a while, and then secretly ran to the gate.
"The young master is here to wait for the prince and his wife again?"
Xiao Yu'er hummed, walked to the door, held the door frame with one hand, grabbed his robe with the other, and raised one leg to cross the high threshold.
"Young master, let's carry you over!"
The two young men guarding the door felt that the maids and aunts following behind the young master were too unsightly. Didn't they see that the young master was so young that it would be difficult to cross such a high threshold?
"No need for help, I can cross it by myself." Xiao Yuer refused in a sweet voice.
Dad said that when he grew up, he had to do his own things, and he remembered that.
Wearing more clothes in winter, the little fisher finally managed to lift his short, swollen legs and cross the high threshold.
First, he ran to the left side of the steps, looked around on the road, and then stretched his neck to look at the road to the right. There was no one there.
The road was covered with snow, thick white snow, and it was so cold that adults and children were staying in cat houses to keep warm. There was no one on the road. There was no sound of carriages.
The little fisherman pursed his lips in disappointment.
"Young Master, the prince and his wife will not be back for the Chinese New Year this year." The maid who was following him looked distressed. She knelt down to comfort him and checked whether his hand muffs were worn tightly and whether his clothes were exposed to the wind.
Xiao Yu'er stood obediently and let the maid clean it up, pouting and saying nothing.
"Young Master, shall we go into the house? Even if the Crown Prince and his wife come back, they will definitely visit the Young Master first."
"It's the Chinese New Year, aren't my parents coming back? Can't I wait here for my parents?" He looked up at the maid, stubbornly refusing to go in.
The maid and grandma were moved. The doorman could not bear it and said in a low voice: "Then young master, just wait here. We will take out the brazier in the concierge while young master warms himself up."
wait."
I ran back to the concierge to bring the brazier, and then brought a thick mat and spread it on the threshold for the little fisherman to sit and wait.
The little fisher stretched his hands into the brazier, and his little feet were warmed by the heat. They were not cold at all. He stretched his neck and looked expectantly at the snow-covered road.
After a while, the sound of horse hooves sounded. Xiao Yuer hurriedly got up! Even the maids and nuns had some hope in their hearts...
"It's uncle." He was a little disappointed.
"Little fisherman!"
"Uncle!" He walked a few steps to the steps and reached out to Huo Nian. Huo Nian threw down the horse rope, strode over to pick him up, and raised him high above his head: "Do you miss your uncle? You don't seem happy to see your uncle?"
"Happy. Miss uncle."
Huo Nian held him in her arms and stroked his little head, "You miss your parents, right?" With just one sentence, Xiao Yuer's tears came out, and he buried his head in Huo Nian's neck and stopped moving.
Huo Nian just wanted to give himself a few words, and there was no need to ask this question.
"Look, little Yu'er, uncle has brought you something!"
"What?" Xiao Yu'er hummed in his arms and responded, not too excited, but still echoing his uncle's words.
Huo Nian felt warm in his heart, this child was so sensible that it made people feel distressed.
"It's Xiao Yu'er's parents who have sent something. They sent a lot of things. I heard there are delicious things and interesting things, and there are also letters, a thick letter! These are all things that parents want to say to Xiao Yu'er.
, Is the little fisherman happy?"
"Did mom and dad send something to Xiao Yu'er?" His eyes widened and he struggled in Huo Nian's arms, "Xiao Yu'er wants to see it!"
"Okay, let's show it to the little fisherman."
On New Year's Eve in the Duke's Mansion of Guizhou, Yunnan, Mu Yan and Huo Xi got up early. It was a day to worship their ancestors, and the two of them did not dare to neglect it. The ancestral graves of Mu's Mansion were in Jiangjun Mountain in the capital, and they could not offer sacrifices in person, so they
I can only go to my family temple to burn a stick of incense for my ancestors during festivals.
At breakfast, Huo Xi told Mu Yan what had happened in the past few days. Regarding the failure to buy Mu Zhan's jade mine, Mu Yan only said: "Don't worry, we will slowly make plans after the new year. Aunt Jun is right."
I will pay them back a hundredfold for what I have done.”
