The past is the past and cannot be repaired or compensated, so from now on she will stay with her baby and be just a mother, yes, just a mother, and they should get along in a comfortable and natural way.
It’s not too late, thank you for everything.
Han Junjun came running back and said cheerfully to the phone, "Sister, I found it. I found the jade gourd and I'm wearing it around my neck."
Rong Qing thought for a moment and asked, "Junjun can have a secret with his sister, right?"
Han Junjun nodded happily and answered obediently: "Yes, yes, sure, I will keep the secret very, very seriously."
Rong Qing really couldn't bear to see such a treasure covered in dust, and since it was the little guy's wish, she naturally had to help him realize it. After all, this little brother was so generous and loved her very much as his sister.
Ahem, ahem, it’s mainly because he gave me a lot when I was just reborn, and it was what I really needed.
"Remember, this is a secret between you and your sister. The first drop of blood is on your jade gourd. Then wear it on your body every day and don't take it off. If you lose it, you won't have something like your sister. Then, recite it in your heart before going to bed..." Rong Qing told him a very simple formula to attract the spiritual energy of the jade gourd.
After her improvement, only a few strands could be drawn out each time, which were used to nourish and improve his physique and lay the foundation before cultivation.
Rong Qing still underestimated the child's execution ability. As soon as she finished speaking, the super courageous little guy found a needle from somewhere and pricked his index finger. Immediately, a drop of blood came out and was smeared directly on the jade gourd.
The whole process was done so smoothly and without changing her expression. Jiang Wenshu was stunned by what she saw. Before she could feel sorry for him, she patted her small chest which was not broad and strong:
"It's okay, it's just a drop of blood. Dad said a real man bleeds, not cries. I'm just a little man. If I cry because of a needle prick, it would be too embarrassing for us little men. How can I survive in the outside world? Who would be willing to recognize me as the boss?"
Rong Qing, who heard his words clearly, also guessed what he had done.
I just didn't expect that he was so social at such a young age. He is determined to be the boss at such a young age. That's good and worth supporting. At least his idea is right.
You must be the boss!
Then she heard her little brother's eardrum-shattering voice: "Sister, sister, my head is broken, ah, ah, ah, inside, inside, I..."
Rong Qing had completely understood. In order to avoid unnecessary complications and bring disaster to the family, he immediately spoke out to stop them:
"I know, it's not bad. We agreed to keep it a secret. I promise to solve it for you when you come to me. Don't tell anyone, and don't pay attention to your brain anymore."
Obviously, she also knew that this was unrealistic for a child, so she had no choice but to scare him:
"If you tell others or think about it, your brain will really explode. You will never be able to see your sister, eat the delicious food your sister prepares for you, or wear the new clothes your sister makes for you.
I can't help you become a superhero who can fly, move mountains and fill the sea!"
Han Junjun immediately shook his head in fear, his two chubby little hands tightly covering his mouth, and a vague voice came out from between his fingers:
"No, no, I don't want to. Listen to my sister. Junjun will keep it a secret and won't tell anyone."
Jiang Wenshu was a little confused by the brother and sister talking on the phone, but she still said to the phone:
"Junjun?" He was about to ask, "Is everything alright?" but immediately changed his tone to, "What do you need me to do?"
Rong Qing was very satisfied with her mother's attitude: "Don't ask about secrets. Just stop him from talking about his head or change the subject. I'll take care of it when we get to Kyoto."
Too careless!
It was indeed a misjudgment. I didn't expect that two identical gourds would actually be different treasures. Obviously, the one the little guy had was a space artifact.
Why am I so sure? I am already so incredible, and anything that comes from the same source as it must also be incredibly incredible.
Jiang Wenshu really wanted to see her daughter as soon as possible, so she said, "There are still some things to deal with here, so it will probably take about a month." This was indeed the shortest time she had estimated.
I have lived in Hong Kong for more than ten years. My parents and my parents-in-law have already taken root here and will definitely not go back with them.
As for Han Shuo, he had vaguely expressed to me his intention to return to the inland for development years ago. However, because I did not express my opinion at that time and both of our parents were here, it was left unresolved.
The two children naturally yearned to go inland, especially the son, whose heart had long been with his sister. They had argued countless times, and she even suggested sending him alone to find his sister, and then he would live with his sister, and asked them to give more living expenses to support him and his sister.
She was a little helpless, but more of her was happy. Although she had only seen photos of her baby, everyone loved her. If the current situation had not allowed it and their identities had not been so, they would have gone back to find their baby long ago!
Now that the policy has finally become liberalized, I must go back.
Rong Qing was a little surprised by her estimated time: "No need to rush, just deal with everything, especially the elders on both sides who need to be properly settled."
Obviously, she also knew that the old people who had lived in the port city for more than 20 years would not return to the inland. The current trends in the port city are more convenient than those in the inland, and they have already settled their families there.
The wealth of the ancestors on both sides had long been transferred through channels.
Jiang Wenshu was very happy that Guaibao had such consideration for her:
"Your grandma, grandpa, Junjun's grandparents don't live with us on weekdays. They only get together on weekends or holidays, so our return to Kyoto will not affect their lives."
"That's good, Han. You should consult Uncle Han about his opinion and make a decision after discussing it."
"He had previously expressed his desire to return to the inland for development, and Kyoto is where we were born and raised, it's our hometown, and we won't stay here for long.
It wasn't allowed before, but now that there are no obstacles, I naturally have to go back. Besides, my sweetheart is in Kyoto, and Mom wants to give him a home in Kyoto, a place that will be waiting for him to come home anytime and anywhere."
Rong Qing's heart was uncontrollably hit. She actually had a home. Wherever Grandma Rong was, that was her home. She had never thought that there were other people who would make a home for her and wait for her at home. This feeling was not bad.
"Well, I'm waiting for you to come home in Kyoto. Do you need me to help you arrange a place to live in advance?"
"No need. The houses and shops belonging to both families have been returned. No one on either side has considered settling back, so these are divided between me and your Uncle Han. What kind of house do you like, sweetie?"
Rong Qing almost blurted out: "Siheyuan." This is the most Kyoto-style house. She has many of them and will of course continue to buy them. If she has no other arrangements when she leaves, she will hand them all over to the country so that the original appearance can be preserved without being destroyed.
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