When Cui Weizhen came back from bathing in the wind and snow, what he saw was the smiles of his wife and daughter in the warm and fragrant breeze. Four days of exposure to the wind and rain, four days of sleeping in the wind and the open air, at this moment, all the traces of the body and spirit were gone.
All fatigue was washed away at this moment.
The first person to discover him was Jade Pan.
The little girl had a loud, crisp voice and shouted happily: "The husband is back! Madam! The husband is back!"
Ye Zhenzhen held her daughter and looked back, and saw the dusty Cui Weizhen standing at the door, looking at the two of them with a smile.
She was overjoyed for a moment and hurriedly greeted her: "When did you come back? What are you doing standing at the door? Come in quickly! Yupan, go and inform the old lady that the husband is back."
Yupan nodded and ran out like a gust of wind. Cui Weizhen was pulled into the Nuan Pavilion by Ye Zhenzhen. Seeing this, Mrs. Hu thought of coming over to take over the young master so that the mistress could serve her husband more conveniently.
However, Xin Ning was unwilling to cooperate. Although she hadn't seen him for a few days, she still recognized her father's aura and appearance. Before the wet nurse came close, she clung to her father like a sloth and started talking in alien languages.
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Cui Weizhen was full of tenderness and joyfully picked up the child. He looked at his wife with surprise and hesitation, and asked uncertainly: "Zhen'er, is Xin Ning calling me daddy?"
Ye Zhenzhen is a little funny. He is the father of a six-year-old child, so why is he still acting silly like a young boy?
She felt like her tone was coaxing a child: "It's very possible. She has been shouting all day these days. Maybe she misses her daddy."
Cui Weizhen was very happy, and he rubbed his daughter's little face proudly. Unfortunately, his fatherly behavior was strongly resisted by Xinning's child. The silly father didn't know why, but there was a trace of confusion in his eyes.
Ye Zhenzhen was angry and funny, and gave him a scolding look: "You don't even look at yourself, you are so unshaven, it hurts the child's face."
Only then did Cui Weizhen notice that his daughter's face was a little red. It turned out that it was pricked by the beard on his face - he had been sleeping in the open for the past few days and had no extra time to take care of himself, so stubble naturally appeared on his face.
Let me whisper here that the attentive wife of the prefect forgot to prepare a razor for him when she was packing her things. Of course, Cui Weizhen glanced at his wife and felt that there was no need to mention such a trivial matter to his wife.
Well, it’s not that I dare not, it’s just that it’s not necessary.
After taking back her little thought of flying away, Cui Weizhen apologized to her daughter very sincerely. Xinning forgave her father very magnanimously, and even took the initiative to kiss her father on the face. It can be said that it was a very considerate little cotton-padded jacket.
While the father and daughter were making out, there was a movement outside the door. It turned out that Aunt Cui had returned from the small Buddhist hall.
This old lady rarely lost her usual calm demeanor. She walked in a hurry, her hairpin swaying, and she came before anyone arrived and said, "Weizhen? Is Wei Zhen back?"
"Mom, I'm back."
Cui Weizhen handed his daughter to his wife and stepped forward to support his mother who was walking in a hurry. Looking at her son's haggard face, Cui Weizhen's eyes suddenly turned red: "Buddha bless you! It's good to be back. It's good to be back! These days.
Thanks a lot."
Cui Weizhen helped his mother to sit down on the couch: "It's my duty, I don't dare to talk about the hard work. It's just that there was a delay on the way and I was a little later than the scheduled time to return home, which made you worried."
