Early the next morning, the Cui family's five-bedroom family and three members of the Cui family formally left Qinghe with their family members and set off for the Wang's house in Taiyuan.
Aunt Cui was worried all the way, and both Ye Zhenzhen and Cui Weizhen saw it, but there was no way to persuade her, so she could only rely on her to think about it - people who are close to the country are more timid, which has never been solved since ancient times.
Before setting off, Cui Weizhen had already asked his servants to rush to the Wang family to deliver the news. Therefore, when they arrived at the Wang family's old residence two days later, Wang Junshen, who had received the news a day earlier, had been waiting for a long time.
Wang Junshen's joy was beyond words. He patted Cui Weizhen on the shoulder and looked at his younger sister Wang Junlan: "Fourth sister, my father and mother learned that you were going home today. They got up early and were waiting. Please follow me back quickly. They will see you."
Definitely happy."
The word "go home" made Aunt Cui's eyes turn red. All the hesitation and timidity disappeared, and were instantly replaced by the eagerness to go home. She hurriedly stepped forward and asked impatiently: "How are your father and mother doing?"
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"After my parents learned that you had been framed and suffered injustice in the past few years, they couldn't bear it for a while. Both of them fell ill. It wasn't until they received a letter from you home that their spirits improved. Now
Fuxi Hall is waiting for you."
Fuxi Hall is the courtyard of Changrong Lao, a member of the Wang family.
When Aunt Cui heard that her parents were sick, she couldn't stay any longer and hurriedly urged Wang Junshen to go home. At the same time, she did not forget to say: "My parents are still sick, how dare you keep them waiting for so long?"
Wang Junshen did not dare to say that they felt guilty. Although everyone knew it, if he said it openly, the family relationship after separation would inevitably be cast into a shadow.
Since she is willing to come back, it means she is willing to let go of past grudges, so why should he bring up the old issues again.
The size of the Wang family's mansion was no worse than that of the Cui family. The servants directly carried the sedan into Fuxi Hall. As soon as Wang Junlan got off the car, he heard a heartbreaking voice: "My son."
An old woman with gray hair rushed over at a speed that was disproportionate to her age, directly took Aunt Cui into her arms, and began to cry loudly. Ye Zhenzhen paused, realizing the identity of the old woman.
Aunt Cui immediately hugged the old woman and burst into tears: "Mom, my daughter is unfilial and she makes you worried."
No matter how old you are, you are still a child in front of your parents.
The scene of the reunion after a long absence is always a tear-jerker. Watching the mother and daughter burst into tears, others were affected for a moment and their eyes secretly turned red.
Aunt Cui cried heartily, and then she remembered that her mother was still ill, so she quickly wiped away her tears and helped her up: "Mom, please stop crying, you're worried that you'll break your health from crying."
The old lady was born in the Li family of Long and West, and Wang Junlan inherited her appearance. Even though she was old and full of wrinkles, traces of beauty could still be seen on her face.
Mrs. Wang Li was coaxed to cry by her daughter, and her eyes were still a little red. She looked past Wang Junlan and landed on Cui Weizhen, and her eyes began to become moist again: "Brother Zhen, my grandma's sweetheart, it's all my fault for being useless, let me
You suffered."
Before she could come over, Cui Weizhen took the initiative to step forward and hold her hand, "Grandma, everything is fine with your grandson. You should take good care of yourself and live a long life, and wait for your grandson and grandson's wife to be filial to you."
It was rare for Cui Weizhen to coax people with a soft voice, but the old lady was so unbelievable that she burst into laughter and clapped his hands and kept saying hello.
The old lady's eyes fell on Ye Zhenzhen's face again, her eyes were very gentle: "This is my granddaughter-in-law, she is really smart and a good child. Thanks to you for taking care of them both mother and son these years, my mother gave me this bracelet."
Yes, I’ll give it to you as a meeting gift today.”
After saying that, he took off the bracelet and stuffed it into Ye Zhenzhen's hand. The old lady looked old, but her hand strength was not bad at all. She pressed her hand and refused at all.
Ye Zhenzhen looked at Aunt Cui at a loss, feeling extremely embarrassed. This was what the old lady wanted. How could she collect her bracelet?
Not to mention mother and daughter, when mother-in-law and daughter-in-law met, Aunt Cui also gave her a bracelet.
Aunt Cui saw her daughter-in-law's eyes pleading for help and shook her head: "The elders are kind to you. Since grandma likes you, just accept it."
Having said this, Ye Zhenzhen could only accept: "Thank you grandma for the reward."
The old lady smiled happily, like a child: "Just accept it. When your mother wanted this bracelet, grandma refused to give it to her. Grandma kept it for her grandson-in-law."
Aunt Cui suddenly showed a nostalgic look, her eyes were nostalgic and misty, the most sincere human feelings and care were flowing freely, and Ye Zhenzhen was in it, and her whole person became peaceful.
She has been in ancient times for so long, she has met many people, some good and some bad, and they have all kinds of emotions and views towards her.
Her original parents also cared for her, but after all, it was a family relationship based on blood. Ye Zhenzhen was always separated from them when getting along with them, but Aunt Cui really cared for her and treated her like a daughter and a junior.
Pampered and loved, she always remembered this friendship in her heart.
Today I see the old lady again. This kind and unreserved elder care is no different from that of Aunt Cui. She will not care about her origin and identity like others. She treats her as a junior from the bottom of her heart. Although the root is Aiwujiwu, it is enough for her.
My heart is filled with joy.
No one would despise the kindness of others. For Ye Zhenzhen, who was alone in ancient times, kindness and belonging were even more valuable.
The three generations of grandfather and grandson were enjoying themselves harmoniously and happily. The people who were ignored were not happy. The old patriarch of the Wang family held his cane and said in a deep voice with a straight face: "Now that you are back, what are you doing standing in the yard? Come in and talk."
Only then did Aunt Cui find her old father standing at the door. She saw that his tall body had become rickety and his temple hair was stained with gray. The majestic and solemn face of the past was still the same, but it was covered with wrinkles and spots, making him look a little older and older.
Weak, he looks the same as his memory, but different.
He is really old.
All kinds of emotions were brewing in her heart, including resentment, longing, separation, worry... all kinds of emotions stirred, and finally condensed into pain and suffocation. She hesitated several times, and finally shouted out: "Dad."
Even if she was resentful in her heart, it could not overcome the blood-related love between father and daughter. Especially when facing her old father, she was even more cruel.
Wang Shiren's turbid eyes flashed with tears, and his lips moved, as if he had a thousand words to say to others. The last thing that escaped his throat was a faint "um", and his tone was extremely calm, just like ordinary.
But Aunt Cui couldn't help laughing. Such a majestic and taciturn father was the father she remembered. Instead of feeling neglected, she felt that it was the same, as if the years had not passed and the barriers had not been left, she was still the father.
The daughter who got married in Guining was never reunited after a long separation, it was just a visit with her husband and children.
