Cui Weizhen was gone for three days, and only Mo Yan passed news back and forth every day. He only said that he was in the capital and everything was fine. As for what he was busy with, he had no idea.
Although Ye Zhenzhen was worried about her, she didn't have trouble sleeping or eating. In order to distract her attention, she deliberately kept herself busy.
Collecting fruits, making jam, drawing patterns, and making expansion toys and facilities for the giant pandas that are about to arrive... Ye Zhenzhen took the time to design the giant panda's residence, accompanied by two lively children, Cui Zhiduan and Cui Zhiming.
With a kind and considerate mother-in-law like Aunt Cui as my companion, I don't feel lonely at all.
On this day, Mo Yan returned Cui Weizhen's letter home as usual. Ye Zhenzhen asked: "How is your master in the capital? Is the Yamen very busy?"
"Everything is fine, Mr. Lang. There are a lot of things to do at the Yamen. It will take a few days for him to come over."
How many days will it take to come to Zhuangzi?
Ye Zhenzhen frowned and didn't ask any more questions. She handed the jam she had made over the past few days to Mo Yan to take home, and then stood in a daze at the entrance of Zhuangzi.
Qiu Wu looked worried and looked at her carefully: "Madam, let's go in? The sun is shining outside."
"It's okay, it's okay to have some free time, go dig some bamboo shoots."
Qiu Wu and others agreed. This time there was no Cui Zhiduan to cause trouble. They moved very quickly and dug several baskets in three strokes. Ye Zhenzhen's mood improved unconsciously.
Unexpectedly, I met Mrs. Qian on the way back.
Compared with the relaxed and happy mood when she arrived, Mrs. Qian seemed to have a lot of worries on her mind. Her brows were furrowed and she was worried. However, when she saw Ye Zhenzhen, she still politely stopped the carriage and said hello to her.
Ye Zhenzhen was curious, but she didn't ask any more questions and said politely: "Is Mrs. Qian going back to the capital? Why don't you stay in Zhuangzi for a few more days?"
Mrs. Qian showed a forced smile: "No, I have been out for several days. There are many things at home, so I have to go back to take care of them. Besides, my boy's homework cannot be delayed."
I don't know if it was an illusion, but when she mentioned her son, the sadness on her face became more and more obvious. If she hadn't seen the child Qian Hao sitting safely in the carriage with her own eyes, Ye Zhenzhen would have thought something had happened to the child.
"My son has also missed a lot of homework, but his father is not in a hurry. Today's letter specifically asked us not to return to Beijing. He will come to pick us up in a few days."
Ye Zhenzhen sighed while quietly observing Mrs. Qian's emotions. When she saw that she was a little surprised and hesitant, she seemed to want to say something, but she held it back and just smiled and said: "That's good too.
Mrs. Ning Guo, it’s getting late, I’ll take the first step, and you can walk slowly.”
Ye Zhenzhen sent Mrs. Qian and her party away, her face gradually darkening.
"Qiu Wu, you should go back now and find out what happened in the capital."
Qiu Wu was shocked and didn't dare to ask any more questions. After receiving the order, he walked quickly to Zhuangzi, got into his servant's carriage and returned to the capital.
As soon as Qiu Wu left, the atmosphere suddenly fell silent. Yuxiu and others looked solemn and did not dare to smile. They carefully looked at the master's expression. Although they did not know what happened, the master's mood was their mood, which was said to be a barometer.
It's not an exaggeration.
After returning to Zhuangzi, Ye Zhenzhen's expression gradually became relieved, and she told the maid beside her: "Don't let the old lady worry in vain."
Yu Xiu and others looked stern, and gradually smiled: "Yes, the slaves know."
Entering the yard, Aunt Cui was talking to the children. When she saw Ye Zhenzhen, she asked, "Are you digging bamboo shoots again?"
Ye Zhenzhen smiled and nodded: "Mom, you are indeed wise. You have nothing to do anyway, so I might as well dig some more bamboo shoots to eat. After a while, the bamboo shoots will be old and the taste will not be as good as now."
"Just let the servants go, why bother working for you?"
Aunt Cui sighed and asked again: "Did Wei Zhen have anyone send letters home today?"
"Send it off. Mo Yan just sent home a letter. Because he was in a hurry to return to the capital, he couldn't go in to see you."
Ye Zhenzhen handed over a letter from home and said calmly: "Weizhen will pick us up in a few days."
Aunt Cui glanced at ten lines and read the family letter in a few seconds, with a bit of doubt on her face: "We agreed to stay for two or three days, why did we suddenly change our minds? Could it be that something happened in the capital?"
Ye Zhenzhen's heart tightened, but she didn't show it on her face: "Mo Yan has been sending letters home to us all day long, how can anything happen? I'm afraid he is busy with official duties, so he doesn't worry about letting us go back alone."
Yuxiu also spoke up: "On the way just now, we met Mrs. Qian, but we didn't even hear her mention any major events in the capital."
Cui Zhiduan was so happy that he glanced at his cousin secretly and laughed mischievously, as if he had taken advantage of something.
Ye Zhenzhen saw this and slapped him on the head: "Although you are not going back to the capital, it does not mean that you have no homework. Your father said in the book at home that homework will still be sent to you every day. You are not allowed to be lazy."
Cui Zhiduan let out a long sigh.
No matter you are a top student or a low-achieving student, a stolen vacation is always an unexpected blessing, and you never expect that your happiness will be in vain.
After staying in Zhuangzi for so many days, the novelty has faded, and Cui Zhiduan is a little tired of it: "Mom, let dad pick us up early. I want to go home."
Ye Zhenzhen rubbed his head: "Come on. Didn't you draw a little carriage for the bamboo bear? Did you ask the craftsman to make it?"
Cui Zhiduan's attention was diverted and he said excitedly: "It's done. It was just finished. The steward grandpa personally brushed the little wooden horse with tung oil and waited until it dries before it can be used."
"Didn't you learn to paint? You can paint on it."
"Can I draw bamboo on it?"
"sure."
Ye Zhenzhen smiled and said: "It's not just the little wooden horses, you can also draw on other toys. When we return to Beijing, we will take them back home. When your father's disciples bring the bamboo bears, these toys can be used for the bamboo bears to play with."
Already."
Cui Zhiduan's eyes lit up and he couldn't wait a moment. After saying goodbye to his elders, he took Cui Zhiming and ran to paint.
Cui Auntie smiled and called to her little grandson's jumping figure, and said to Ye Zhenzhen: "Wang Zai's impatience can be traced back to you."
Ye Zhenzhen was slightly embarrassed, she was indeed impatient, she couldn't refute this.
After chatting with Aunt Cui for a while, Ye Zhenzhen went back to her yard. She was not in the mood to do anything else and just sat there until dusk fell and the servants came to report that Qiu Wu was back.
"Ask her to come in quickly."
Qiu Wu came in soon, dusty and dusty, with a bit of panic and fear on her face that had not dissipated, and her heart sank.