Du Wanchun stopped and waved to her, "Mother, Father, take care."
Wan Chunniang leaned against her husband and waved her hand, "You too!"
Night fog enveloped the area, accompanied by a chilly breeze.
The trees in the village swayed along with it.
A moment later, the two of them walked along the village path and gradually disappeared from sight.
Aunt Zhou stared in disbelief, rubbing her eyes. "They're leaving already?"
Du Wanchun reassured her, "The carriage is stopped just ahead; they must have already mounted their horses."
Aunt Zhou nodded, half believing and half doubting.
She had long known that her daughter-in-law was no ordinary person, but she never expected that her in-laws would be the same.
Over the years, she has learned to play dumb. As long as she pretends not to know anything, life will become more and more peaceful and smooth, so she has always done so.
Aunt Zhou slowly turned around and went into the house, smiling at everyone, "My in-laws probably didn't want to disturb Wanchun, so they rushed back tonight."
Du Wanchun nodded in agreement, "That's right, that's exactly it."
The two women, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, worked together very well, making some things that were clearly illogical seem reasonable.
The Mid-Autumn Festival reunion night is not over yet.
Aunt Zhou and Du Wanchun continued to prepare the meal for everyone.
Everyone was immersed in the joyous celebration of Mianmian's pregnancy.
Yi'er stood up and said, "If it is a son in the future, he will inherit my throne."
He and Wan'er also gradually grew tired of life in the palace.
The main problem is that his son seems uninterested in the throne.
Although he is still young, he picked up a piece of wood during his first birthday celebration, which suggests he might want to be a carpenter someday.
Yu'er added, "My shop is getting bigger and bigger, and it needs someone to manage it. If my second uncle doesn't want to manage it, then this child will manage it in the future."
And then there's Fei Fei, holding a pen, thinking about what name to give the child.
Even before she was born, she was still a tiny little bean sprout, yet she became everyone's precious darling.
Mianmian looked at her belly and said with a smile, "Big brother, second brother, don't worry, maybe it's a girl?"
Yi'er and Yu'er were stunned for a moment and then fell silent.
Du Wanchun walked over and said, "A daughter can inherit the throne and the family business, as long as she is willing."
Everyone nodded in agreement. "That's right, Mother is right."
Mianmian looked at Qing'er beside her.
Qing'er held her hand and said, "I only wish for this child to have a smooth, healthy, and joyful life."
Parents are all like this, just like Aunt Zhou and Ruiyuan, Zhou Feng and Zhou Zhao, just like her and Yi'er and Yu'er's tender and beautiful relationship.
All I want is for my child to be happy and healthy.
It wasn't until late at night that Du Wanchun and Zhou Ruiyuan returned to their room.
The two sat by the window, embracing each other as they looked at the full moon hanging high in the sky.
Du Wanchun rested her head on his shoulder, chatting about the children, and gradually became drowsy.
In her hazy state, she looked at the small jade ring her mother had given her and slowly said, "My parents aren't urging us to go home anymore."
Zhou Ruiyuan said slowly, "Of course there's no need to rush. A day in heaven is a year on earth. By the time we die of old age, only a few months will have passed for them."
Du Wanchun smiled and said, "That's really true."
She turned her head to look at Zhou Ruiyuan, "But how can you be so sure that we can go back together this time?"
"I still remember that your tribulations in the mortal realm are not yet over."
Zhou Ruiyuan held her close, his cheek resting against her forehead, and said softly, "Silly girl, when we grow old, get sick, and die, my tribulation will naturally pass."
"What do you mean?" Du Wanchun was a little confused.
Zhou Ruiyuan whispered in her ear, "You are my tribulation. In this life, from the moment we are born to the moment we are buried, isn't that a tribulation? Meeting the one we love, getting to know each other, and then staying together, isn't that a tribulation as well?"
"To walk hand in hand through life is to achieve fulfillment."
Du Wanchun suddenly realized what was happening and snuggled up to Zhou Ruiyuan.
The moonlight shone down on them, creating the most beautiful picture.
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