Because of Tang Erhai's accident, they could have returned before lunch, but now it was delayed until noon.
The busy farming season is almost over, but there are still many people working in the fields.
Going back to Tangjia from the village entrance, you will pass through most of the farmland in Tangjia Village.
Then, a strange carriage appeared in Tangjia Village and attracted everyone's attention.
Tang Mingan's appearance didn't change much, except that his skin color became darker and there was a scar on his face.
The old man in the village who had watched him grow up recognized him at a glance.
The old man who was sitting under the shade of a tree to rest was the first to see him and was a little surprised.
Then he laughed loudly and said, "Tang Er is back?! Why didn't you send a message first?"
Hearing the old man's voice, others reacted and looked over.
"Second brother Tang?! Did my eldest brother come back with you?" Grandma Yang's third son asked loudly when he saw Tang Ming'an sitting in the carriage.
"Your eldest brother will probably be a few days late."
Tang Mingan answered all the questions from the uncles and aunts one by one, without any impatience on his face.
Tang Sanfeng was a little surprised. She thought that her father, who was a quiet person, would at most nod or say "hmm".
"I have something to do at home today, so I won't chat with you guys any more."
"It's okay, it's okay! Go back quickly, maybe you can still make it in time for lunch!" an uncle said with a smile.
Tang Family
Ye Qingyu sat on the chair and waited for a long time, so long that the food had gotten cold and the three children still hadn't returned.
"Madam, why don't you eat first? The young master and the young lady are probably on their way back." Nanny Fang advised.
"In the past they would not come back so late..." Ye Qingyu frowned.
"Kids always forget the time when they encounter something that interests them."
"I hope so..." As long as nothing unexpected happens.
"I'd better go out and take a look." Still feeling uneasy, Ye Qingyu stood up and walked out of the hall.
"Eh..." Nanny Fang sighed and stopped trying to persuade her.
Raising four children alone is always a bit stressful.
As soon as he walked into the courtyard, Ye Qingyu heard a noise coming from outside.
It sounded like my uncle and aunt were shouting something over at the farmland, but I couldn't hear clearly as I was too far away.
When they reached the gate, they heard the sounds of rolling wheels and horse hooves coming closer and closer. Ye Qingyu also heard the voice of his youngest son and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
After opening the door, Ye Qingyu raised her eyes and was about to scold them for coming back too late.
However, when he saw the person he had been thinking about day and night, he was speechless.
Outside the door, Tang Mingan had just stopped the carriage and carried his second son out when he heard the sound of the door opening behind him.
He turned around subconsciously and saw his young husband standing there, looking at him absentmindedly.
Before he could react, the young man's eyes turned red.
Tears were still welling up in her eyes, and Tang Mingan felt distressed when he saw them.
It was not until Tang Ming'an walked over that Ye Qingyu noticed that his second son was lying in his arms, with his right hand wrapped in a thick white cloth.
"What happened to Erhai? How could he be injured so badly?" Ye Qingyu subconsciously grabbed her husband's clothes and said anxiously.
Not only his right hand, but his face was also covered in bruises, and his clothes were so dirty that his original color couldn't be seen.
"Don't worry, the injury is not serious." Tang Mingan comforted.
He came back just in time, and Tang Erhai's right hand did not suffer any secondary injury. He just needed to rest carefully for a month to recover.
Compared to the dream in which he could no longer use his right hand, the current situation was indeed not serious.
He carried his second son back to his room, and he woke up just as he put him down.
After Tang Erhai regained consciousness, he moved his eyelids and was about to open his eyes when he heard his father's anxious voice.
When he opened his eyes, he saw his mother-in-law looking at him nervously.
"Are you awake? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?!"
Perhaps people become a little fragile after being hurt. Hearing his father's anxious voice, Tang Erhai felt a lump in his throat.
"My hand hurts..."
Seeing his second son, who had always been well-behaved and had not cried since he was sensible, now crying out in pain with red eyes, Ye Qingyu felt his heart ached.
"Bear with it a little longer. The pain will go away after these few days." Unable to relieve her son's pain, Ye Qingyu could only touch his head and comfort him.
"Mom, father...is he back?" Tang Erhai blinked to sober himself and asked softly.
He still remembered that before he fell into a coma, he was saved by a man with the same name as his father.
"You're back, and your father carried you back." As she said this, Ye Qingyu pulled her husband who was standing beside her over so that her son could see you clearly.
Another person appeared in front of him, and Tang Erhai tried hard to open his eyes to see clearly.
After seeing that familiar face, Tang Erhai suddenly broke into a smile, and he did not retract his smile even though he was injured on his face.
"…So you really are my father."
"Um."
"I'm a little sleepy..." Tang Erhai's voice became a little vague, "Will I be able to see you again when I wake up? Father..."
"Okay, go to sleep." Tang Ming'an bent down and touched his head.
Feeling his father's warm hand, Tang Erhai's eyes closed uncontrollably.
"Then I'll believe it again..." Tang Erhai said the last sentence before falling asleep. His voice was so low that no one could hear it clearly.
Seeing that their son had fallen asleep, the two of them walked out of the house quietly.
As soon as she saw the master coming back, Nanny Fang went into the kitchen and fried two more dishes, which were brought out at this moment.
"Eat first, then go back to your room and take a nap after dinner." Ye Qingyu had already noticed the tiredness on Tang Mingan's face, and said with some heartache.
"Let's go." Tang Ming'an said, holding her husband's hand and walking over.
At the dining table, Tang Sanfeng and Tang Silong had already been sitting there waiting.
Seeing his mother and father coming over, especially his father, Tang San stood up subconsciously.
"Father, Father...Father, it's time to eat."
Seeing his third sister stand up, Tang Silong was a little confused, but he stood up too.
"Daddy and Mom! Let's eat!" Tang Silong said loudly with a big smile on his face.
"Well, sit down and eat."
The two patriarchs of the family sat down. Just as Tang Sanfeng was about to sit down, he saw his younger brother holding a bowl and sitting in the seat that originally belonged to his eldest brother, next to his father.
Tang Sanfeng was stunned for a moment. She had never seen her brother being so clingy to one person.
Except her, of course.
After thinking about it, Tang Sanfeng also took his bowl and sat in his second brother's seat, next to his mother.
The Tang family does not have a rule of not talking while eating, especially Tang Sanfeng and Tang Silong, they are the ones who talk the most during every meal.
The topics of conversation range from all corners of the world and we can talk about anything.
now--
Tang Sanfeng glanced at his father who was sitting upright and eating in a serious manner, but he didn't have the courage to speak.
Even when eating, I always pay attention to whether I smack my lips.
Fortunately, my mother's attention was all on my father and he didn't notice that something was wrong with her.
At Tang Silong's place, halfway through the meal, he suddenly saw his father picking up some food for his mother.
He was stunned for a moment, then followed his father's example and picked up a piece of meat for him.
Tang Ming'an habitually picked up food for her husband. When she turned around, she saw her youngest son pick up a piece of meat and put it in his bowl. She was stunned for a moment but did not refuse.
Then, Tang Sanfeng saw his younger brother like a wild horse, picking up food into his father's bowl.
Before he knew it, his father's bowl was visibly full.
"Okay, let's eat."
Hearing his father's emotionless voice, Tang Sanfeng buried his head in eating.
Brother, brother, why are you so naughty?
After dinner, Ye Qingyu went to the room to find clothes for her husband.
After taking a quick shower, Tang Mingan took her husband back to the house.
Ye Qingyu had so many things she wanted to say to her husband, but she couldn't open her mouth when she saw the dark circles under his eyes.
"Go to sleep quickly." Seeing her husband lying on the bed and staring at him without blinking, Ye Qingyu felt a little shy and quickly reached out to cover his eyes.
Suddenly, the scene in front of him turned dark. Tang Mingan pulled his hand down and held it in his hand, "Stay with me."
Before anyone could react, Tang Mingan pulled her into his arms.
"etc……"
By the time Ye Qingyu reacted, his shoes, socks and outer clothes had been taken off and he was lying on the bed in his husband's arms.
"I'm back."
A low voice suddenly sounded above his head, and Ye Qingyu blinked to suppress the heat in his eyes.
His hoarse voice revealed his inner feelings at the moment, "I miss you so much, my husband."
Hearing her husband's words, Tang Mingan hugged him tightly subconsciously, "I miss you too..."
It's been five years, and I think about it every moment.
After dreaming about the future of their family, especially the miserable life of his little husband, Tang Ming'an lived in fear every day.
As soon as the injury heals, I rush back as quickly as possible.
Only now, when he smelled the scent of his young husband, did Tang Ming'an feel completely at ease.
The room became quiet. Ye Qingyu listened to her husband's slowly calming breathing and knew that he had fallen asleep.
For fear of waking him up, Ye Qingyu lay in her husband's arms without daring to move.
With her face pressed against his hard chest and the sound of his steady heartbeat in her ears, Ye Qingyu slowly began to feel sleepy.
When he woke up again, the afterglow of sunset was shining on his face.
Ye Qingyu, who felt a little uncomfortable from the stab, frowned uncomfortably and buried her head in her husband's arms.
People who practice martial arts have strong yang energy.
After sleeping in her husband's arms for an entire afternoon, Ye Qingyu's back was already covered with a thin layer of sweat, and she felt herself steaming all over.
Ye Qingyu's back was sticky from sweat and he gradually lost his sleepiness.
He moved cautiously, and as expected, the arm around his waist tightened.
Ye Qingyu discovered very early on that her husband liked to hold him in his arms while sleeping and was easily woken up.
In the first year after they got married, I would wake her up just by turning over in the middle of the night.
It was suggested that it might be better not to hold the baby while sleeping at night, of course, Ye Qingyu's suggestion was rejected.
What now?
Ye Qingyu reached out and flicked his eyelashes, but the man just frowned and showed no sign of waking up.
Of course, it could also be that I'm too tired.
Because he was sleeping on his side, Ye Qingyu could easily see the scar on his left cheek when he raised his head, and there was also the scar on his eyelid when he closed his eyes.
There is a raised scar from the brow bone to the ear. One can imagine how serious the situation was at that time.
Ye Qingyu carefully touched the scar, his eyes filled with heartache.
Being stared at by such a burning gaze for so long, even if Tang Mingan was sleeping soundly, he would wake up.
Feeling the gentle and soft touch on his left eyelid, Tang Mingan raised his hand, held the soft little hand, and opened his eyes.
"Are you awake? Did I wake you up?" Ye Qingyu, who was caught sneaking around, felt a little shy.
"No." Tang Ming'an kissed his little hand, his eyebrows slightly curved.
"Does it look scary?" Tang Mingan asked about the scar on his left eye.
"No." Ye Qingyu shook her head and leaned over to kiss the scar.
It's not scary, on the contrary it makes him feel a little sad.
"Dad, Mom, wake up! Come out for dinner!!"
Tang Silong's shout successfully broke the warm atmosphere in the room.
"This brat!"