"It doesn't matter. Whether it is true or not, I have to thank you for your help. Even if it is not, I will find a chance to inquire about it later." Old Mrs. Xia said readily.
Xia Chen smiled and nodded.
When Wen Heng came, the Xia family treated him very well, especially the Xia Hai brothers, who were very grateful to Wen Heng for finding a good master for them.
As for the situation of the Xia family, Ling He had already told him about it, and he knew it well.
However, Wen Heng also discovered that one person in the Xia family had changed his attitude towards him, and that was Xia Zhiliao's aunt Xia Jinxiu.
The last time he came, she was very enthusiastic, but now she was a little cold towards him. It wasn't rude, but he could still see the difference between the two times.
When Xia Jinxiu saw Wen Heng, she thought of what Zhiliao said, about the old emperor who wanted her to be buried with him. It was good enough that she didn't overturn the table and throw the food on Wen Heng's face. She even smiled at him. It was impossible.
She was young, beautiful and had skills. Was it necessary for her to be buried with an old man?
Isn’t it good to live a life with good food and drink?
That night, Wen Heng called Ling He to talk alone.
"Have you offended Aunt Xia?" Wen Heng asked.
Ling He was confused by the question, "No, Master, why do you ask? Miss Jinxiu is a very nice person, why would I offend her? She even asked me what I like to eat!"
Wen Heng frowned. So, Xia Jinxiu was targeting him?
But I didn't offend her, did I?
"Master, you could have sent someone to bring the embroiderer here. Why bother to come here in person?"
Wen Heng glanced at him calmly, "Ling He, are you meddling in my affairs now?"
Ling He smiled, "I dare not. That's right. If you don't come, you won't be able to see Zhiliao girl. It's better for you to come."
Wen Heng rolled his eyes at him, "Why should I see her?"
"Aren't you here to see her?" Ling He looked confused. Did he make a mistake?
"It's getting late, you should rest quickly." Wen Heng said.
Ling He was still a little confused while lying on the bed. Could it be that he was really wrong?
Master, are you thinking about yourself?
That's right, they have never been apart for such a long time.
My master is so good to me!
Xia Zhiliao fell asleep early. There was no other way. Children cannot stay up late. She is at the age where she can eat and sleep well while growing up.
But her parents couldn't sleep.
Xia Jinjun held his wife's hand and said, "Don't think too much. We'll know tomorrow if it's true. If it is, that's great. If not, we'll keep looking."
Xia Chen sighed and held his hand back. Perhaps her husband's words reassured her, and she soon fell asleep.
In her dream, she vaguely saw a carriage, very big. She tried her best to chase it, but couldn't catch up. Then there was blood, and her eyes were blurred with blood.
"ah!"
Xia Jinjun was also awakened, "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"
Xia Chen gasped for breath and found herself in a cold sweat. "Yes, I had a nightmare."
"I told you not to have any wild thoughts. Look, it's okay. Dreams are all fake." Xia Jinjun comforted him.
And Xia Zhiliao also yawned.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Xia Chen had recovered. "It's nothing. I just dreamed of a big carriage. It was running in front of me and I was chasing it from behind. I couldn't catch up with it. Then I saw blood. Something was wrong..."
"What's wrong?" Xia Jinjun smiled bitterly. After all, it was just a dream, so he didn't take it seriously.
"It's not me, it's a little kid, about the same age as a cicada. Oh, I can't tell whether it's me or the cicada. Maybe it's because of what we said before about buying a carriage. Go to sleep!"
Xia Zhiliao yawned again and suddenly stopped halfway through.
[Child? Could it be my mother's childhood memory? ]
Xia Jinjun was about to fall asleep, but suddenly opened his eyes. What his daughter said was right.
"Wife, think about it carefully. This may not be a cicada. Could it be the scene when you were separated from your family?" Xia Jinjun asked.
Xia Chen was really stumped by the question, "No way?"
"Why not!" Xia Zhiliao thought that her father was really smart, and once again, he thought the same thing as her, "Children will also remember important things. Mom, do you still remember what the carriage looks like?"
"Oh, this... I really forgot." Xia Chen was confused by what the father and son said.
"Are there other people in the dream?" Xia Zhiliao asked again.
"There seems to be someone sitting in the carriage, calling me."
"What are you calling?"
"I don't remember." Xia Chen said, "I really can't remember. Maybe it was just a dream."
Xia Zhiliao thought that might not be the case. She just remembered that abducted children would remember some things about their original families. She felt that this was the mother's inner memory, which was triggered by the desire to find her family.
Xia Jinjun also advised: "Wife, think about it carefully again."
Xia Chen shook her head, "I really can't remember, I just felt like someone was chasing us, but I didn't see it clearly, I just knew it was quite scary in the dream, it was all blood, and then I woke up."
Xia Chen sighed, "It's late at night, go to sleep."
Xia Zhi knew that no matter how much he asked, he would not get any results, but this dream was definitely not simple and might come in handy in the future.
"Go to sleep. I'll go to sleep after you sleep more peacefully." Xia Jinjun said.
"What's that for?"
[My dad is really romantic. I won't accompany you two. I'll go to sleep first.]
Phew~
Xia Chen felt happy, knowing that someone was protecting her, and she was not disturbed by nightmares when she fell asleep again.
The next day, after breakfast, Old Lady Xia asked Xia Jinjun to accompany Xia Chen and Wen Heng to the town to meet the embroiderer.
"Grandma, it's me!" Xia Zhiliao took the initiative to stand up.
Old Mrs. Xia couldn't help laughing, "Oh, and our little Zhiliao is here too, let's go together."
Wen Heng glanced at the little girl, and saw that after she found out, she made faces at him, which was playful yet cute.
"Mr. Xie, I'm so sorry. We don't have a car, so we have to trouble you to walk with us!" Xia Jinjun said apologetically.
"It's okay, I can go." Wen Heng looked at the chubby girl carried by Xia Jinjun, "It's just hard work, Uncle Xia."
Xia Jinjun disagreed. Being able to carry his daughter on his back was definitely not a burden for him, but happiness. After all, he couldn't be so close to his daughter when she grew up.
However, Xia Zhiliao smiled mischievously, "Daddy, are you tired? Let someone else carry me."
"That's right, mom will carry it."
"no!"
The father and daughter refused in unison.
"Mom can't carry me." Xia Zhiliao smiled, "Thank you, brother, you are in such good health, why don't you carry me?"
Wen Heng looked at her and knew this would happen.
"Zhi Liao, how can you let Master Xie carry you?"
He is a prince, so Xia Jinjun was still quite nervous.
Unexpectedly, Wen Heng said, "It's okay. It seems that Sister Zhiliao likes me. Then I will recite it for a while, so Uncle Xia can take a break."
[He didn't refuse. What is he planning? Is he trying to prick me with a needle?]
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