"Old man, did I see it wrong? Wanwan actually talked to him?"
Madam Yin held Mr. Yin's hand tightly, her face full of eagerness.
Although Mr. Yin's emotions were not as outward as Mrs. Yin's, his red eyes still expressed the excitement in his eyes.
“Perhaps, this person is really a good medicine for Wan Wan.”
That moment.
It seemed as if everyone was waiting for Yin Luowan to speak.
No one knows what she will say next.
Can she accept it?
There are so many things, so deep, hidden in Xiao Yuqi's eyes.
Yin Luowan didn’t quite understand.
...
...
She just looked at Xiao Yuqi quietly.
The eyes are pure, without a trace of impurities.
Like a clear spring in the mountains, gurgling out.
Her breathing was very light.
The porcelain-white hand was raised again.
It fell gently on Xiao Yuqi's cheek.
The warmth of Xiao Yuqi's skin was transmitted to her fingertips.
Yin Luowan's hand shrank.
The long-lost touch felt strange to her.
But the tall man standing in front of her was clearly her A Qi.
"Aqi...when did you grow up?"
She was puzzled.
Obviously he had been right under her nose, hadn't he?
She would talk to him every day and cook delicious food for him.
Yin Luowan used her other hand to gesture to her waist.
Suddenly, she smiled.
"So, my Ah Qi can grow this tall?"
Her eyes sparkled.
The curve of the corners of his lips is somewhat similar to Xiao Yuqi's.
Xiao Yuqi looked at her and smiled, and he smiled too.
A smile spread across his eyes, with two bags of tears falling down as he laughed.
Yin Luowan raised his hands to receive it.
"Oh my, who is bullying my little darling? Is it that little Dezi again? Mother will beat him up for you!"
Seeing Xiao Yuqi crying, Yin Luowan became anxious.
How come this child becomes more crybaby now that he's grown up than when he was a child?
Xiao Yuqi hugged Yin Luowan tightly.
She is very thin.
There is a faint scent of earth on his body.
The long-lost fragrance made Xiao Yuqi's nose even more sour.
Xiao Yuqi never thought that he would be able to see his mother again in this life.
I can still hold her, feel her body temperature, and smell her scent.
"no."
Xiao Yuqi choked up, tears falling drop by drop on Yin Luowan's shoulder.
Her clothes were not thick to begin with, but she was not cold because she had been working all the time.
The plain-colored clothes were soon soaked.
Xiao Yuqi said in a muffled voice: "My son just misses the stuffed radish that mother made. I haven't eaten it for a long time!"
Yin Luowan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Is it worth your tears just for this?"
She narrowed her eyes in a smile.
A pair of almond-shaped eyes are curved like the rising moon.
"Come on, let me make it for you. Come and help me!"
The way she smiled seemed to blow away the coldness of winter.
New buds sprouted from the withered branches, leaving only the roses of the green vine, which at that moment seemed to be full of flowers.
"Okay, Aqi will help mother."
Xiao Yuqi lowered his head and watched Yin Luowan take her hand.
Time never defeats beauty, and his mother looked almost the same as he remembered.
only……
Xiao Yuqi held her hand back and keenly noticed the calluses on his mother's palms.
He suddenly thought that over the years, his mother had been immersed in her own world, repeating the same things day after day.
Her memory seemed to stay forever on the years when she depended on him in the alley.
Maybe, in her world.
She has always been with her dearest son.
She didn't know how her son, after leaving her wings, had struggled to survive in the cannibalistic palace, and how he had ascended to the throne step by step.
She didn't even know that the child who was only as tall as her waist had already become a feared evil spirit that no one dared to bully.
It’s okay not to know.
Xiao Yuqi held Yin Luowan's hand tighter.
The fact that his mother is still alive is a gift from God.
He hoped that his mother would live a carefree life forever.
Busy with three meals a day, life is dull but fulfilling.
Yin Luowan was very happy. She brought her son, who was much taller than her, into the house step by step.
Then, as if she had thought of something, she walked out of the room.
She picked up the rag and wiped the writing on the blackboard outside the door.
Then, he wrote the new date with an erasable marker and briefly recorded the dishes he was going to make that day.
She grew up in Country M and her Chinese writing skills are not very good, so she is more accustomed to recording in English.
Xiao Yuqi watched his mother write down strings of characters fluently, and suddenly felt that perhaps he should learn this language.
End with a dot.
Yin Luowan inserted the pen into the blackboard, then stood up, took Xiao Yuqi's hand again, hummed a song, and led Xiao Yuqi into the kitchen in a good mood.
This is actually the kitchen that the Yin couple prepared specifically for Yin Luowan.
Because, after the daughter who was not good at cooking came back, she was obsessed with growing vegetables and cooking.
They were helpless at first.
Later, after I figured it out, I followed her.
They didn't understand why Yin Luowan would prepare two sets of bowls and chopsticks every time he finished cooking.
But now, they seemed to understand something.
Old Madam Yin was so excited that her blood boiled and her face turned red.
"Xiao Li, who is that gentleman? Why is your aunt Wanwan so enthusiastic about him?"
Xiao Yanli: “…”
Aunt Wanwan?
If he dares to call him that, then wouldn't that mean the ancestor is of the same generation as him?
~~Horrible!
"Yes, Xiao Li, she actually laughs so happily every night!"
Old Master Yin wiped his tears and said, "She has never spoken a word to us for more than ten years, and she actually spoke to that gentleman!"
"Xiao Li, please tell us quickly, who is that gentleman?"
Xiao Yanli made a gesture of invitation to the Yin couple.
The west wing is a reception area.
Although the Yin family rarely receives guests at home, there are always exceptions.
Around the ebony square table are antique armchairs, and the overall decoration is very harmonious.
Traditional Chinese architecture, everything caters to Yin Luowan's preferences.
"Old man, old lady, this is a long story. We can sit down and talk about it slowly."
…
The kitchen still uses a wood-burning stove.
Xiao Yuqi skillfully helped Yin Luowan to light the fire.
They worked in perfect harmony, one made the fire while the other washed and cut the vegetables.
There was no such thing as stir-frying in the Tianyu Dynasty. The cooking utensils they used were mainly tripods and pottery, and their cooking methods were mainly baking, steaming or boiling.
The production method is relatively simple.
But Yin Luowan lives in modern times after all, and there are many things that cannot be restored one-to-one.
Moreover, she is a modern person and is very adept at using modern cooking utensils.
She spread a layer of thinly sliced radish in a porcelain bowl and added salt to the minced meat.
A shiver.
It's visible to the naked eye that there is too much.
Xiao Yuqi's eyebrows jumped...
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