Chen raised her head with difficulty from the hole she had dug, glanced at Wei Xiyue, who definitely did not look like someone being kidnapped, then looked at Wei Qing who was holding Wei Xiyue, and froze in disbelief.

Madam Wei walked down the steps in a daze. The cold wind almost blew her down. She walked step by step to the center of the yard, not daring to go any further, as if she was afraid that all this was a dream and that she would wake up from the dream if she walked too close.

She struggled to find her voice: "Qing'er...is that you?"

A smile appeared on Wei Qing's weak and pale face: "It's me, mother, I'm back."

The word "mother" made Mrs. Wei's nose sore and hot tears welled up in her eyes.

She turned around, raised her head, and tried to force the tears back into the corners of her eyes, but the bean-sized tears fell down her cold cheeks like beads that had broken off the string.

She didn't cry loudly, but just shed tears silently. She hurriedly wiped her tears with her hands, but the more she wiped, the more tears came.

Wei Qing looked at her, who had also become much thinner. Every tear he shed was like a scalding iron, hitting his heart.

"mother……"

He held back the sobs in his throat and said, "Qing'er is unfilial."

Madam Wei finally couldn't hold it in any longer. She wiped the tears from her face and rushed over to hug him and Wei Xiyue in her arms: "It's good that you're back... It's good that you're back..."

Wei Xiyue was stuck in the middle and couldn't move. She could only roll her eyes and corrected him, "It was Xiyue who planted Daddy."

This was the second time Wei Qing heard her whispering tonight and he couldn't help but take it seriously.

Mrs. Wei had been crying so hard at first, but she did not know whether to laugh or cry after hearing her son's words. She reluctantly let go of his hand, stroked his pale face, looked back at the small hole in the yard that had just been watered, and told him that Wei Xiyue had planted his clothes on his birthday.

"...I come to water it every day, in the morning, in the evening, and even when I wake up in the middle of the night."

Wei Qing understood. No wonder when he first met her, she was squatting on the ground fiddling with a kettle. It turned out that she was watering "him".

Wei Xiyue looked up at him, with a look of "praise me, praise me" on her face.

Wei Qing held her in one hand and held her cold little feet in the other. He lowered his head and smiled gently: "Xiyue is really amazing."

Wei Xiyue also felt that she was very capable.

She didn't doubt why her father didn't come out of the pit. It must be that her father grew out when she went to fetch water, and then her father went outside to find her.

She happily completed the logical consistency, snuggled in her father's arms, and enjoyed his warmth.

Seeing her happy face after her wish was fulfilled, Madam Wei's heart softened. She touched her forehead and said, "Come in. It's cold outside. Xiyue is sick."

Wei Qing nodded. He had just felt that the little guy's body was a little hot.

He turned his head and looked at the ground beside him: "Third sister-in-law, can you still get up?"

After hearing this, Madam Wei was startled. She suddenly remembered that she was busy recognizing her son and had forgotten about her daughter-in-law.

She was so ashamed that she hurried to help Chen.

Click.

Chen said painfully, "Mom, you stepped on my hand."

Madam Wei: “…”

Chen was physically strong, and could be the toughest punching bag under Qin Canglan's hands. A fall was nothing, and she could stand up like a hero again! She stood up quickly.

Wei Qing asked softly, "Third sister-in-law, are you okay?"

Chen brushed off the dust and picked up the red tasseled spear: "Oh, I'm fine, but you have to tell me first next time."

Wei Qing smiled and said ok, then said, "My fourth and fifth brothers' wives may have some problems."

"Oops, I forgot about them two!"

Wei Qing's return can be said to have thrown everyone into disarray. Be it Madam Wei or Chen, he caught them all off guard.

Chen slipped out in a flash.

The fight between Mei Ji and the Lan and Jiang families has entered a crazy stage. The weapons of the three - Thousand Machine Fan, Nine-Section Whip and Cold Light Sword - have all been thrown aside. Several people have used the most primitive fighting moves - pulling hair.

Mei Ji held one in each hand and made a horizontal split on the ground to push the two men apart. Lan and Jiang waved their claws frantically to grab her.

The three of them were all pulled out of the masks of pain by each other.

Isn’t it the same for the Lan and Jiang families?

There are so many hairs on the ground, almost all of them belong to them, okay? Chen looked at the three people who were fighting without any image, and was stunned for a moment. She advised in a difficult way: "Stop fighting, we are all family."

Jiang gritted his teeth and said, "Who says she is one of us? She is clearly an assassin!"

Mei Ji said tenderly: "You are the assassin!"

Chen scratched her head and said, "Really? Fourth sister-in-law, fifth sister-in-law, she is the second brother's subordinate. This girl, we are all the second brother's sisters-in-law. If you don't believe me, you can go ask the second brother yourself."

Jiang endured the pain on her scalp and desperately grabbed Meiji: "Third sister-in-law, don't lie, how could she be Second Brother's subordinate? I have never seen her around Second Brother - wait, Third sister-in-law, what did you just say?"

Chen said calmly, "I told you to go ask my second brother yourself. He is back and in my mother's yard."

Jiang and Lan decisively let go.

“Ouch—”

The two were grabbed by Mei Ji again.

Mei Ji's revenge never takes overnight! Chen looked at the swords and sabers on the roof and said, "Bai Li Chen, stop fighting."

Baili Chen put away his sword.

The killer also put away the knife.

Baili Chen said calmly: "Let's stop here for today and continue next time."

The killer said expressionlessly: "I will accompany you to the end."

…

Mrs. Wei wanted to push Wei Qing's wheelchair in, but the threshold was too high.

Wei Qing said, "Mother, there is a wooden board underneath."

Mrs. Wei realized that he was referring to the underside of the wheelchair. She squatted down, took out the wooden board, unfolded it and laid it on the threshold.

"Let me do it, ma'am!" Ping'er said hurriedly.

"No, I'll do it."

Mrs. Wei insisted on pushing Wei Qing's wheelchair into Wei Xiyue's room.

Mrs. Wei really wanted to ask him what happened to his leg, but she held back in front of Wei Xiyue.

There was charcoal burning in the room, so it was warmer than outside.

Ping'er brought a cloak to Madam Wei, who put it on and said to Wei Qing, "It's too late. Don't bother your grandmother tonight. Go see her tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Wei Qing agreed.

Wei Xiyue stayed in Wei Qing's arms and refused to get down. Madam Wei was helpless with her and could only ask Ping'er to fetch some water to wipe her dirty face and hands.

She shook her head and threw herself into Wei Qing's arms.

Madam Wei was so angry that she laughed: "As soon as Daddy came back, you started to act like a spoiled brat. I've never seen you like this before."

Wei Qing took the towel with a smile and carefully wiped the mud off Wei Xiyue's cheeks and hands. After wiping her hands and face, he wiped her little feet.

Wei Xiyue was no longer sleepy and looked at him with her watery eyes wide open.

Wei Qing gently touched his forehead against hers.

He left her when she was so young. He was so afraid that she would forget him and that she would no longer be close to him when they met again.

Wei Xiyue was a quiet child most of the time. She didn't dance or jump around the house, and she didn't even talk much.

She just sat on Wei Qing's lap, her little body leaning against his chest, lifting her little feet up and down.

"Mom, where is Kankan?" he asked.

(End of this chapter)