"No rush, I'm going to see my mother and two children first."
After being away for more than half a year, Cui Weizhen cared most about his mother, wife and children at home, even if he looked disheveled in front of others.
Fortunately, there was no need for him to go to the garden. The servants of the uncle's house had already told the old lady and the young man the good news of the husband's return. Aunt Cui hurried over with her little granddaughter in her arms. When she saw her son's deformed face
, burst into tears instantly.
"Dad, you are finally back! I miss you so much!"
Cui Zhiduan ran over quickly and threw himself into Cui Weizhen's arms. Cui Weizhen staggered a bit, but still hugged his son steadily, patted his strong shoulder with relief, and said: "Not bad, it seems I'm not here."
You have not slacked off during these days in the capital. I also read the article you sent, and it is well written, but you must guard against arrogance and impetuosity and continue to work hard."
Cui Zhiduan's round eyes instantly narrowed into slits with a smile.
Cui Zhiming greeted Cui Weizhen in a polite manner, and Cui Weizhen patted him on the shoulder, still looking at his mother and the daughter in her arms.
Aunt Cui's overly excited emotions gradually calmed down, but she did not dare to keep her eyes on her son's face for too long, for fear of bursting into tears again.
She walked to her son with her little granddaughter in her arms and said in an unsteady voice, "This is your daughter's little cotton-padded jacket. You haven't seen it yet, so take a look."
Cui Weizhen subconsciously held his breath.
Although he has seen his daughter's appearance from the portrait sent by his son, the real appearance is different from the portrait after all. The portrait is a dead thing after all, and his cute little daughter will blink at him with round almond eyes like her mother's.
, the little mouth will babbling in a language unknown to outsiders, and even the waving little hands have some indescribable magic power.
Cui Weizhen seemed to be under a restraining spell. He looked at his daughter stupidly and was speechless for a long time.
He stretched out his hand to touch his daughter's little face, but then he thought of something and retracted his hand that was in the air.
"I'm running around all day long, and there are a lot of germs on my body. Mom, please hold the child as far away as possible."
Reason and emotion were constantly at odds, and he wished he could hold the child in his arms and get close to him to make up for his absence and regret for more than a month.
He had no choice but to stay away, so he could only ask his mother to carry the child away.
Aunt Cui understood her son's mood at this moment very well. She took a few steps back with her little granddaughter in her arms and said distressedly: "You can see the child later. You go and freshen up first, and then have something to eat. Zhen'er, you wait for the guests first.
We still need some hospitality over there, so I’ll go over there first.”
Ye Zhenzhen nodded and stretched out her hand: "Mom, let me hold your little cotton-padded jacket."
Aunt Cui looked at her son, then handed her granddaughter over without saying a word, and then took her grandson's hand: "Zhi Duan, Zhi Ming, you and I will go over to entertain the guests."
Cui Zhiduan hadn't seen his father for more than half a year, and he really wanted to stay with his father, but thinking about the guests who were still left by him in the rare garden, he finally made a difficult decision: "Dad, I'm going down first, wait a moment
See you again."
"Go ahead."
Cui Zhiduan reluctantly left.
Yuxiu had already arranged the hot soup for bathing. Ye Zhenzhen handed the little cotton-padded jacket to nanny Hu and went in personally to wait for Cui Weizhen to take a bath.
Just looking at his face, one could tell that he was very thin, but when she actually touched his body with only a handful of bones left, Ye Zhenzhen's tears couldn't stop falling.
"Don't cry, I'm just very tired these past few months. Now that the errands have been completed, I can just take care of myself for another month or two."
Cui Weizhen reached out to wipe away her tears, but the more she wiped away her tears, the more he wiped her tears away, so he had no choice but to lower his head and kiss her.
Ye Zhenzhen's breathing was stagnant, but she couldn't help but climb onto his shoulder to deepen the kiss.
The couple who reunited after a long separation couldn't bear the friction of a little spark. Their breath quickly became turbid, and their bodies suddenly felt cold. Ye Zhenzhen immediately came back to her senses.
She pushed Cui Weizhen's hand with difficulty: "No, no, mother and the others are still waiting for us, we can't lose time."
Cui Weizhen made a movement and hummed in a hoarse voice. He held her hands tightly but did not let go. Ye Zhenzhen did not move, letting him calm down his breathing.
But... Ye Zhenzhen moved uncomfortably: "How about I go out first?"
"Need not."
With a crash, Cui Weizhen sat directly into the tub. Ye Zhenzhen did not dare to provoke him again. Even so, it took Cui Weizhen a long time to calm down.
This time he did not dare to let Ye Zhen Zhen serve him anymore, so he picked up the soap and washed it himself. Ye Zhen Zhen originally avoided looking at him, but she found that there was a red mark on his arm that had not faded away, as if it was left from an injury.
of.
"What happened to your hand?" Ye Zhenzhen frowned and became serious.
Cui Weizhen made a move and said lightly: "Rescuing someone, I accidentally got scratched."
Although he was in a light mood, Ye Zhenzhen could imagine how dangerous the scene was at that time. Judging from the marks on his arms, it must have been hit from the side by a sharp object. If he hadn't reacted quickly and blocked it with his hand, he would have been afraid of this.
It's about to hit my head.
Ye Zhenzhen was frightened for a while, and continued to examine Cui Weizhen's body, and found that in addition to the scars on her arms, there were other large and small marks on other parts of her body, and her eye circles couldn't help but turn red again.
Cui Weizhen sighed helplessly: "Don't cry, it's just a minor injury and it has healed."
Ye Zhenzhen took out her handkerchief and wiped her tears, the tip of her nose was red: "Why do you have so many wounds on your body? As a chief officer, if you don't build river dams, why do you seem to be doing search and rescue work? You often reprimand
Son, if a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, how can you do it?"
Cui Weizhen was silent for a long time and then said in a low voice: "I'm sorry."
He knew that his behavior was irrational and dangerous, but Mingzhou was in serious trouble and there was a serious shortage of search and rescue manpower. He often needed to personally solve the problem, so he inevitably encountered some dangers.
Even though he didn't need to take this risk, his principles prevented him from sitting idly by.
He is worthy of the court and the people, but he is worthy of his family.
Every wound on his body was a medal, but he didn't dare to reveal anything in his heart, and only at this time did he dare to let his wife know.
Even...he didn't reveal the slightest bit about the fact that he had been infected with the epidemic.
Ye Zhenzhen wiped the corners of her eyes again, and her voice became a little more choked up: "I know your aspirations and ambitions, I just hope you can think more about us in the future."
Cui Weizhen hugged her tightly and solemnly promised: "Okay, I will listen to you and I will never do it again in the future."
"You have to remember it..." Ye Zhenzhen said worriedly: "Forget it, I will remember it for you. If you do it again in the future, I will definitely punish you."