After being praised, Ruyi pursed her lips and looked shyly towards her second brother and father.
Judging from the expressions on her father's and second brother's faces, Ruyi was finally convinced that she looked really good in women's clothing.
Just now, my mother and eldest brother said she was pretty, not to make her happy.
When Wei Zijun entered the hall, he saw his daughter already standing next to He Zexu. The father and daughter didn't know what they were talking about.
"What's wrong?" she stepped forward and asked.
"This child, I asked her to sit down, but she didn't sit down and said her skirt would wrinkle." He Zexu said with a helpless smile.
Hearing these words made Wei Zijun feel sad, but he still smiled and said: "She can stand or sit as she likes. When she is tired, she will naturally sit down."
"Sister, let's set off fireworks in the yard." Xiao An suggested.
Ruyi looked at Wei Zijun, saw her mother smiling and nodding, and followed her elder brother out.
Xiao Le also stood up and followed him out. Wei Zijun looked at He Zexu and before she could say anything, he stood up and said, "Let's go watch the fireworks together."
In the yard, the three brothers and sisters happily set off fireworks.
Fireworks exploded in the sky, decorating the night sky beautifully.
"Don't think too much. Now that we are reunited as a family, life will definitely get better and better." Sensing that the person next to him was worried, He Zexu put his arm around her shoulders and comforted her in a low voice.
"Don't keep comforting me. You are also worried. You really think you are hiding it well. Can't I see it?" When Wei Zijun said this, his eyes were still on the three children in front of him, very clearly.
I felt the arm on my shoulder stiffen.
"You have prepared the New Year's money, and you will give them red envelopes tomorrow morning. Are you ready?" Wei Zijun quickly found a topic.
"Well, I'm ready." How could He Zexu not understand her intention.
"Is it gold again?" Wei Zijun was really curious.
Hearing this word, He Zexu looked at her: "I will give you the same thing next year."
The child is fourteen years old this year, and this is the first time that he has been given lucky money and red envelopes. Of course, he cannot give them too little. In fact, he feels that they are too little.
All the properties in the capital were sold, and the few houses purchased here were for the subordinates to live in. There was no time to buy the properties for the children.
In fact, as long as you have money, it is not difficult to buy a shop, a house, or farmland.
The difficult thing is to buy something on the property of these mothers. If you don’t buy it through their mothers, they will laugh at you if you buy it too expensive.
It's cheap, but I'm afraid that some people with good intentions will spread negative public opinions against her.
After much deliberation, the only option was to send gold ingots. This should be the most practical thing. Children can buy whatever they want.
"Sanniang, if I'm already married and have children, do you plan to never know me again for the rest of your life?" Looking at the happy children not far away, He Zexu hesitated for a moment and then asked.
Hmm? Why does this topic jump so fast?
We were clearly talking about the children's New Year's money red envelopes just now, why did you suddenly think of asking this? And why did it sound like he didn't ask on the spur of the moment, but had wanted to ask for a long time?
Wei Zijun said nothing, just looked at him and nodded.
I felt that even if he didn't ask and didn't answer, he should know the answer.
Otherwise, why would you let him and you make such a vow on their wedding night?
"I knew that was the case."
"You know you still ask?"
The couple looked at each other and suddenly laughed after speaking.
"Mom, dad, why don't you let some of them go? We've almost lost them all." Ruyi flew over happily like a butterfly.
Wei Zijun smiled and stretched out his hand to straighten the bangs on his daughter's forehead: "You guys can play, it's the same for us to enjoy here. Is it cold? Go back and put on a cloak."
"Mother, my daughter is not cold." After Ruyi said this, she smiled at her father and ran in the direction of her two brothers.
He Zexu watched his daughter return to her two brothers with a smile on her face and started lighting fireworks again.
Seeing that it was still early, he said to the people next to him: "How about you go and sleep for a while, I will accompany them."
Wei Zijun shook his head, how could she go to bed on a day like this?
Seeing her like this, He Zexu returned to the hall and came out with a brazier and two chairs, gesturing for Wei Zijun to sit down.
The two sat next to each other, with the charcoal fire burning brightly in the brazier, and stayed up late on New Year's Eve. The older person stayed up late as "farewell to the old year", which meant cherishing time; the young person stayed up late to prolong the life of his parents.
Wei Zijun stayed up on New Year's Eve just to spend time with his children.
However, in the past few years, on New Year's Eve, the three children had all played with the Leng brothers. She would warm a pot of wine by herself in the room, pour herself a glass of wine, and then go to the couch to rest after she was slightly tipsy.
This New Year's Eve, the Leng brothers didn't come, probably because Leng Wuxin had told them.
Therefore, there was only a family of five in the house. After the fireworks were set off, the three children followed their parents into the hall and talked around the brazier.
Xiao An went to the kitchen to find sweet potato buns and baked them next to the charcoal brazier.
Ruyi sat next to her father and her mother, listening to her father tell them about the strange things he had heard and encountered over the years. From time to time, she lowered her head to look at the patterns embroidered on her cotton skirt.
"Dad, when you got married to your mother, you couldn't see. How could you dare to marry her?" Xiao An asked curiously.
He wanted to hear more about the past between his father and mother than the anecdotes his father told him.
"Dad's eyes can't see, but his heart is bright. He knows that your mother is a kind-hearted woman." He Zexu said while looking at Wei Zijun with a smile.
The three children also looked at their mother: "Mom, how come you married your blind father? Just because he is good-looking?" It was still Xiao An who asked the question.
"Is your child one year older or one year younger?" Wei Zijun asked helplessly.
"Mother, tell me, tell me, Ruyi also wants to know." Ruyi beside her said coquettishly, pulling on Wei Zijun's sleeve.
Wei Zijun glanced at the person opposite, and from the look on his face, he knew that this person was also waiting to hear her answer.
Even Xiao Le, who used to be the calmest in the past, had a gossipy look on his face.
"Yes, the reason why mother married your father is because he is good-looking. And since he can't see, I can bully him no matter what." Wei Zijun said deliberately.
"Mom, how did you educate us when we were young? You can't lie." Xiao An protested, not hearing the truth.
"Okay, don't embarrass your mother. The reason why we got married is probably because we have been in love for a long time." He Zexu quickly spoke to help his wife out.
Seeing that the children were interested in the past events of the couple, He Zexu simply told the three brothers and sisters how they met and how they got together later.
After listening to this, the three children finally understood why their parents could not forget each other despite being separated for so many years.
The eyes he looked at his parents were full of admiration.
The three siblings feel that they are the luckiest children in the world. Their mother is so good and their father is so good.
Xiao An and Xiao Le secretly made up their minds that the burden of protecting their family could not rest entirely on their parents, they could do it too.
However, the two brothers are now also worried about who sent the killer who came to An Yuguo last time, and why there is still no news of his return...