"Fujin...Fujin..."
“Speak properly, what’s wrong with you? You’re so impulsive,” said Madam Tongjia.
"Reporting to the Madam, the Master has returned."
Tongjia thought she was hallucinating: "Who did you say came back?"
"Master is back! Young Master was on his way to the academy when he ran into you at the gate. He's on his way here now!"
Tongjia was certain she wasn't hallucinating; the handkerchief in her hand fell to the ground, and tears began to stream down her face uncontrollably.
The bond between childhood sweethearts is naturally deeper than that between other couples. Fucha Mingsi has been gone for so many years, and he always feels worried about her not being by his side.
Now that her husband, who had not returned home for many years, had come back, Tongjia felt a sense of unreality, fearing that the servant had delivered the wrong message.
Before Fucha Mingsi could be found, Tongjia Shi heard a young girl's voice outside, "Mother."
Because there were few servants in the household and the mother and daughter had a good relationship, they didn't ask anyone to inform them.
Although Tongjia's tears had stopped, her eyes were still red, and her handkerchief had fallen to the ground. With nothing to wipe her tears, Qingfen happened to see it.
Qingbin immediately came over and asked, "What's wrong, Mother?"
Tongjia felt a mix of emotions, but ultimately she was mostly happy, even if that happiness felt somewhat unreal and illusory.
Lady Tongjia smiled and said, "Mother is alright, that's good news, good news..."
Before Lady Tongjia could finish speaking, a voice came from outside the door: "Yunniang, I'm back."
Qingbin was startled by the voice. She rarely went out and, apart from her brother and the servants in the mansion, she had hardly ever seen any other men. The voice was unfamiliar to her, so she was naturally startled.
Qingbin was startled, then moved closer to Madam Tongjia: "Mother~"
Before Tongjia could say anything, she pulled her daughter along and saw the person had already entered.
Qingfen looked up and saw a tall man.
In fact, Fucha Mingsi's physique was not considered tall for a man. However, after so many years away from home, even as a skilled worker, he was always busy and looked somewhat "rough," which Qingfen perceived as tall.
After all, she was just a child in her early teens.
When Fucha Mingsi entered, he saw his wife and a little girl who looked very much like her. He knew in his heart that this was his daughter.
At this moment, Tongjia could not care about anything else, and the tears she had just stopped started falling again.
"Master is finally back."
Fucha Mingsi, who rarely shed tears, couldn't help but have her eyes redden at this moment: "Yunniang, you've worked so hard all these years."
The couple looked at each other for a while, and then Fucha Mingsi turned his gaze to his daughter and said, "This must be Bin'er! When I left, she was just a toddler who could barely walk, and now she's grown into a young lady."
As Fucha Mingsi spoke, his tone held both relief and melancholy.
Fucha Qingfen also had some difficulty recognizing people. She knew she had a father, and when she was little, she always wished that her family had a father. After all, a father is different in a daughter's heart. After so many years of hoping, Fucha Qingfen could no longer hope for him and buried this hope in her heart, turning it into a luxury.
As a result, the person she should have called "Ama" returned, without saying a word, without making a sound, on such an ordinary and unremarkable morning.
Tongjia: "Fen'er, this is your father."
When Fucha Qingfen came to her senses, her eyes were also red, filled with a mixture of grievance and the joy of seeing her hopes come true.
Fucha Qingbin wanted to ask, "Where have you been all these years?" and also, "Why haven't you come back?" But what she finally said was, "Your daughter has seen Father."
Fucha Mingsi saw his daughter's eyes redden and heard her call him "Father" with a hint of grievance and timidity. His heart ached even more. It was his fault. He was the one who made his wife and children suffer so much.
Fucha Qinglan then entered as well. The two people who were originally with Fucha Mingsi wisely refrained from entering and disturbing their master's family reunion.
"Qing'er, come here quickly and see your father."
Fucha Qinglan's feelings were far more complex than those of his younger sister, Fucha Qingbin. In the end, just like his sister, he blurted out, "Son greets Father."
Seeing that his wife and children were unharmed, Fucha Mingsi said, "I'm relieved that you're all well. I won't leave again, so don't worry."
After sitting down, Fucha Mingsi inquired in detail about the recent situation of Tongjia's family. Now there was no need to keep it a secret anymore, and he could tell his family where he was going.
Tongjia and her two children then learned what Fucha Mingsi had been doing all these years, and Fucha Mingsi's words were full of admiration for steam trains.
Tongjia and Fucha Qingbin were delighted to hear this, but Fucha Qinglan thought about it more deeply. He was currently studying at Jianyuan Academy, which was the first of the eight academies built by Yinzhen. The academies there were full of Manchus who were quite talented in their studies.
Of course, this talent is different from that of the Four Books and Five Classics. Students at Jianyuan Academy have more career paths than others. If you master the basics, you can specialize in one subject.
Fucha Qinglan was quite talented in physics and had a quick mind. After hearing his father talk about steam trains, Fucha Qinglan was clearly interested.
But at this moment, he was still thinking to himself that with his father back, the family would be reunited, and he wouldn't be so tactless as to say such things.
After the family finished catching up, Fucha Mingsi let the two people who had come back with him in. Tongjia then instructed the maids and servants to prepare water. After returning from an outing, one should wash up, no matter what, to relieve fatigue and get rid of the things brought back, so as to settle down.
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