The last time Pei Ji was so heartbroken was when Min Yueqing had a high fever and fell into a deep sleep, and when Liu Shi took all the servants from Hejing Courtyard away.

At that time, besides the seriously ill and unconscious Min Yueqing, there was no one else by Pei Ji's side. He stared at Min Yueqing in fear and anxiety, calling "Mother" over and over again, but Min Yueqing did not open her eyes.

Pei Ji was so anxious that tears streamed down her face, but she did not receive the comfort she used to receive.

He couldn't help but let his mind wander. His mother hadn't eaten for so long; what if she was starving? Her face had been so red at first, but now it was getting paler and paler, even her lips were white and peeling. What should he do? What should he do? If only Amei and Azhu were here, they would know what to do.

Pei Ji was tormented by this fear and helplessness, not daring to sleep too much, as he would be startled awake if he fell into a deep sleep even slightly. That's why he was able to hear Min Yueqing's faint murmur of "water" immediately, and then carefully feed Min Yueqing water.

Pei Ji only felt a sense of security when Min Yueqing finally came to her senses.

Pei Ji had been living a very pleasant life for more than a year.

After Min Yueqing's serious illness, she was no longer as depressed or absent-minded as before. Instead, she became more open-minded than ever before, and she no longer looked away when she looked at him. She showed him a lot of care and affection.

Therefore, upon hearing Pei Han's words, Pei Ji was immediately reminded of his own experience of caring for the seriously ill Min Yueqing alone. He felt both fear and sorrow, and his emotions immediately became uncontrollable.

Pei Han stared in disbelief. He silently reviewed what he had just said, but still felt that the content was perfectly normal.

Besides, when they were still in the manor, Pei Ji was even younger and was served by maids and nannies, sleeping in his own bedroom. What's wrong with that? Why are his wife and son reacting so strongly?

Pei Han was completely baffled and was about to ask when Min Yueqing had already carried Pei Ji out the door, with Xiao Wei following closely behind. In an instant, Pei Han was left alone in the room.

Min Yueqing carried the baby back to the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. She gently patted the baby's back and said softly, "It's okay, baby. If you don't want to go to other rooms, you don't have to. As long as you don't grow taller than your mother, you can always sleep with your mother."

These words had a warm, familiar feel to them. Pei Ji vaguely remembered that Min Yueqing had said before that as long as he didn't grow taller than his mother, his mother could always hold him.

Thinking of this, Pei Ji felt his earlier panic subside somewhat. He sniffled and choked out, "But Father... won't allow it... what should we do?"

Min Yueqing replied easily, "That's easy to do. Mother will just accompany you to your bedroom to sleep."

Pei Ji immediately burst into laughter through her tears and whispered in Min Yueqing's ear, "Father wouldn't agree to that either."

Min Yueqing glanced at the little one with amusement, thinking to herself, "You little rascal, you know quite a lot."

However, the little one had just calmed down a bit, and Min Yueqing didn't want to upset him again. "It's alright, Mother will make him agree."

With this assurance, Pei Ji was finally able to relax. Min Yueqing had never failed to keep a promise he made.

Pei Han had inexplicably stepped on a landmine, and was even brazenly ignored by Min Yueqing. Now, he cautiously entered the room, walked up to Min Yueqing, and asked, "What's wrong with Lele?"

Pei Ji, unusually, didn't want to pay attention to Pei Han. When he came in, she buried her face back in Min Yueqing's arms.

Min Yueqing winked at Pei Han discreetly, indicating that it was not convenient to discuss the details now, but replied as usual, "It's okay, the room next door is too simple, Lele can sleep with us for now."

Although Pei Han didn't understand why the bedroom next door was so shabby, he was good at reading people. Seeing this, he quickly agreed and said, "That's true. Then we'll have to trouble Lele to squeeze in with us for a while."

Although Pei Ji didn't look at Pei Han, his ears were perked up, waiting to hear Pei Han's answer. Only when he heard this answer was he somewhat satisfied.

At this moment, Amei came over to invite them to dinner, and Min Yueqing simply carried the little baby to the dining room, with Pei Han following behind.

Sure enough, the kitchen brought out a large plate of honey milk steamed buns on the table. Each bun was only the size of an egg, looking small, exquisite, and very cute.

These steamed buns, probably just taken out of the steamer, were still hot and exuded a sweet aroma and the unique fragrance of wheat products.

Stone was the first to be attracted. He had seen steamed bun vendors on the street before, but the steamed buns they sold were about the size of his palm and smelled completely different.

When it was time to eat, Shi Tou first picked up a steamed bun. It was so big that he didn't even need to bite it; he could just stuff the whole thing into his mouth and eat it without much trouble.

Shi Tou stuffed a steamed bun into his mouth, his cheeks bulging. Just as he was chewing awkwardly, Pei Ji asked curiously, "Shi Tou, is this steamed bun delicious?"

Pei Ji had just finished crying and was feeling a bit listless, but seeing Shi Tou wolfing down his food distracted him, and he stopped dwelling on his previous sadness.

Pei Ji was already surprised when he saw Shi Tou pick up a steamed bun and stuff it into his mouth. Now that he saw Shi Tou eating with such gusto, he couldn't help but want to hear what he had to say first.

Shi Tou chewed on the steamed bun in his mouth, swallowed it, and then turned to Pei Ji, replying, "It's delicious! It's fragrant, sweet, and has a milky flavor. It's just as good as any pastry!"

Shi Tou's movements and expressions were so captivating that Pei Ji couldn't help but be intrigued. He picked up a small steamed bun and took a bite. It was soft, fragrant, and had a hint of sweetness and milky aroma.

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