"I'll go find my uncle first and ask him to take me back."

Zhuangzhuang has already figured out a way to go back. Although he remembers the way home, he is still a child and has no money. It would be slow and unsafe for him to walk back alone. He can only go to find his uncle first and ask his uncle to take him home to find his mother. His uncle is an adult and has money.

"That's also a good idea." Mrs. Kong nodded in appreciation. She didn't expect that although Zhuangzhuang was young, he was so thoughtful.

Seeing that she was fine, Zhuangzhuang didn't feel like wasting any more time with her, so he waved her hand away again and continued walking outside.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah." Mrs. Kong was still in a daze, and Zhuangzhuang had already walked two meters away, so she hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Where are you touching?"

"Master's wife, please don't hold me back. My mother must be having a hard time right now. I want to go find her!"

"No, no, no, Zhuangzhuang, listen to Master's wife, things are not what you think!"

Zhuangzhuang felt that she was deliberately hiding the truth from him, but he didn't dare to shake her hand off, fearing that she would get hurt. He could only anxiously say, "It's almost too late, Master's Wife, please let me go!"

"Hey, Zhuangzhuang, listen to what Master says~"

It's really hard for Mrs. Kong, at her age, to hold on to something as strong as a calf.

It took a lot of effort to stabilize Zhuangzhuang, and both of them were tired and a little out of breath.

"Zhuangzhuang, the village was flooded, but Taohua Village was not flooded. It's just that some roads are difficult to pass, so we can't get through. It will be fine in a few days."

Zhuangzhuang looked at her in disbelief, his big eyes staring at her face intently, as if to confirm whether what she said was true or not.

"real?"

"real!"

Mrs. Kong nodded. "Your master went to ask around early in the morning. Some people who were trying to catch a car from other places passed by there. They said it themselves, and it was true."

After hearing this, Zhuangzhuang finally felt relieved. He stopped crying and clamoring to go find his mother.

Mrs. Kong watched with her own eyes as he put down his baggage and sat down obediently in the house before leaving.

–

In the following days, the sun was very kind to us. It was sunny every day and the temperature was the highest ever.

The road was completely dried out within a week, and with the efforts of a group of people, the entrance to the village was cleared in three days, and normal traffic was restored three days later.

We estimate that after the rainstorm stops, traffic will be back to normal in about six days, at least in Taohua Village. I heard that other villages are still under reconstruction.

When Xiaoguo heard that the road was passable, he couldn't wait to drive to the county early.

The road out of the village was a bit bumpy, with so many potholes that it almost knocked out my breakfast. I endured the discomfort and reached the main road to the county. It was better, but only slightly better. It was still full of potholes, but the bumps were smaller.

Arriving at Confucius's house, Xiao Guo thought about the time and thought it was about time so he would not disturb them, so he walked forward and knocked on the door.

After a while, Mrs. Kong came out of the house, followed closely by the anxious Zhuangzhuang.

Xiaoguo saw Zhuangzhuang the first time through the crack in the door, and immediately called him excitedly, "Zhuangzhuang! Zhuangzhuang!"

"Empress!" Zhuangzhuang, who was originally a little listless, immediately ran excitedly when he heard Xiaoguo's voice. He went straight past Mrs. Kong and came to the door, standing on tiptoe to reach the bolt.

The door bolt was quite high, and he couldn't reach it with his feet. He could only anxiously look at Xiaoguo through the crack in the door. As he looked, he couldn't help crying.

Mrs. Kong was old and could not run, so she could only walk over quickly and open the door for him so that the mother and son could meet.

Zhuangzhuang threw himself into Xiaoguo's arms. She hadn't seen him so sad for a long time.

"Don't cry, don't cry."

Xiaoguo was not very good at comforting people, so she could only tell him not to cry, and then she tried her best to pat his back and soothe his emotions.

Mrs. Kong was old and could not stand people crying, so she couldn't help but wipe her eyes at such a touching scene.

Xiaoguo felt a pang of sadness in his heart, but his tense nerves relaxed at the sight of Zhuangzhuang.

The alternation of tension and looseness made Xiaoguo happy but also particularly tired.

Mrs. Kong came out of the house when he heard the noise. At first he thought that Zhuangzhuang was being bullied and was about to come out to settle the score. But when he saw Xiaoguo was there, he understood, put down his arms from his waist and stood beside Mrs. Kong.

Zhuangzhuang finally sobbed and lay on her shoulder. Xiaoguo touched him gently and found that he had fallen asleep.

"These days, he hasn't been sleeping well and hasn't been eating much because he's worried about you."

Mrs. Kong explained that she had been staying by Zhuangzhuang's side these days, fearing that he would sneak back when she wasn't paying attention, so she naturally kept a close eye on his condition.

After hearing this, Xiaoguo was moved and angry. She looked at the child in her arms with tears in her eyes. What could she say? She was such an adult, why did she still need a child to worry about her?

"Take him home and let him rest for a few days, and then send him back in a few days."

Xiao Guo was thinking the same thing, and looked at Confucius and nodded gratefully, "Then we'll go back first."

"Go back."

Xiaoguo couldn't lift Zhuangzhuang by herself, so in the end it took three people working together to put him on the donkey cart.

Along the way, Xiaoguo couldn't bear to wake up Zhuangzhuang who was sleeping soundly, so she gently held him in her arms. Looking at his fair and tender face while he was sleeping, Xiaoguo couldn't help but kiss him and nibble him. She kissed Zhuangzhuang until he turned his head away unconsciously, and then she stopped.

Xiaoguo chuckled, then slowly drove the donkey cart back home.

At the door of the house, Xiaoguo met Mrs. Yang who was out sunbathing. She greeted her silently.

Mrs. Yang had good eyesight and she saw the strong body in her arms at a glance. She immediately swallowed back the words she was about to say.

Xiaoguo returned home, stopped the donkey cart, and was troubled about how to carry Zhuangzhuang in. He thought that he had carried two calves back home at the beginning, and now it would be heavy for Zhuangzhuang to carry two calves.

Xiaoguo made a strong start, then declined, and finally ran out of steam. In the end, it proved one thing: it is better to be strong than to be weak...

Xiaoguo stood up and wiped the sweat from the tip of his nose. The two cows from before were so hungry that only skeletons were left. In addition, he was born not long ago. Unlike Zhuangzhuang, although he was only four years old, he had grown a lot taller recently. Moreover, the fat on his body was much more than that of the two cows at that time.

This is really not a joke, although it is a bit exaggerated.

Didn't she say she hasn't been eating well recently? Why is she still so heavy? It seems her son Zhuangzhuang is fat from the inside, not from the outside...

After thinking it over again and again, I finally decided to wake Zhuangzhuang up. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to carry him in, and he might catch a cold if he accidentally fell asleep. “Zhuangzhuang, wake up. Let’s go back to the room and sleep.”

Xiaoguo called him gently, and Zhuangzhuang followed her back to the room in a daze. Until he lay on the familiar bed, he felt sleepy again. He turned over with peace of mind and fell into a deep sleep again.

–

"mother?"

"Alas~"

Xiaoguo, who was in the outer room, heard Zhuangzhuang calling him and responded subconsciously. He opened the door and found that he was still asleep. He just called him unconsciously, chuckled, and closed the door again.

"Still asleep?"

Mrs. Yang looked at Xiaoguo coming back and asked curiously.

"Yeah, I guess he was sleepy, so he called out." Xiaoguo nodded with a smile and sat back down opposite her.

Mrs. Yang looked at her enviously, "Look at your son, he misses you even when he is sleepy, unlike my little tiger, who woke up one day and yelled sesame candy."