More than ten days passed in a flash. Han Xiao prepared to go to the capital in batches. The young master was in serious condition and it would take at least three months for him to pass the safe period before he could set off.
So Han Xiao planned to let Han Mingyuan take Han's mother and others to go first, and he and the young master would walk slowly behind, just as if they were traveling.
After settling everything, Han Mingyuan set off first. Looking at the fully loaded carriage, Han Mingyuan felt complicated. It had only been a short time since he moved here, and now he had to move to a new home again.
It seems that they have been moving since they left Hanjia Village, but their lives are getting better and better.
Han Xiao came out with something in his arms and saw Han Mingyuan looking around with a nostalgic look on his face.
Knowing that Han Mingyuan was somewhat nostalgic and reluctant to leave this place, Han Xiao handed the things in his hand to someone else and walked to Han Mingyuan's side.
"Dad, are you a little reluctant?"
Han Mingyuan nodded: "Yes, when I first moved here, I didn't expect to leave so soon. Thinking about it, I really feel reluctant. So much time has passed in the blink of an eye."
Han Xiao and Han Mingyuan stood side by side. From a distance, Han Xiao was actually half a head taller than Han Mingyuan. Han Mingyuan looked up at Han Xiao and felt extremely relieved.
Han Xiao had grown to such a great extent in such a short time, and he was about to become a grandfather. Thinking of the young master, Han Mingyuan patted Han Xiao's shoulder and said, "Your mother and I will go first. You and Ruanruan don't have any problems. Just focus on Ruanruan's health."
"Okay, Dad, I understand. This trip to the capital can be considered as a way to relax Ruanruan." Han Xiao is not as busy as Han Mingyuan. He now leaves the business to Lu Qingyun and Ruan Xiuran, and with Xing Yi, he can basically handle it on his own.
Han Xiao himself was free and there was nothing for him to worry about, so he didn't have to worry about taking care of the young master.
"That's good. Dad knows you know your limits, but I'll say it again. Be sure to be safe on the road."
"Got it, Dad, don't worry, Lu Ming has arranged people to protect us in secret."
"Okay, now I feel relieved. Dad is waiting for you in the capital."
"Okay, Dad...have a safe trip." Han Xiao is not a sentimental person, but he still feels a little sad when they are about to part.
Han Mingyuan was even more so. He patted Han Xiao's shoulder with his eyes wide open but didn't say a word. In order to prevent Han Xiao from seeing the moisture in his eyes, Han Mingyuan quickly turned around and got on the carriage.
In the carriage, Han's mother was already holding Han Yuer and waiting for Han Mingyuan. Han Que was a bit slow-witted and was still enthusiastically playing with the toys Han Xiao gave him.
Seeing Han Mingyuan coming up with red eyes, he said loudly: "Dad, why are you crying? Did someone beat you?"
Han Mingyuan: “…” This naughty kid deserves a beating.
In Han Que's impression, only people who were beaten would cry, such as himself. When he made trouble in class, the teacher would complain to his father, and his father would beat him up.
"Just shut up and play with your toys."
"Oh." Han Que saw that his father's tone was not very good, so he continued to play.
Han Yu'er was sensitive and noticed Han Mingyuan's sadness. She came out of Han's mother's arms, hugged Han Mingyuan, and held Han Mingyuan's face with her soft little hands: "Dad, don't cry, Yu'er will play with you, okay."
Seeing his little brother's soft and cute appearance, Han Mingyuan's slightly sad expression disappeared instantly: "Dear Yu'er, Daddy is fine."
Han Yuer nestled obediently in Han Mingyuan's arms, comforting Han Mingyuan with her little body.
The carriage started slowly. Han Xiao stood behind and watched them go away. He waited until the convoy disappeared before turning back.
The young master lay on the bed feeling a little uncomfortable. Originally, he wanted to see Han Mingyuan and the others off today.
But the young master has been having a bad reaction these past two days. He can't eat anything and vomits after eating. This is very normal, so Chuyi has no choice but to let the young master eat as much as possible.
Han Xiao walked in and looked at the young master who had fallen asleep. He touched the young master's thin face with heartache.
Chuyi came in with water and saw Han Xiao's figure and said, "Sir, the young master just went to bed."
Han Xiao nodded and turned to Chuyi, "Can't this be solved with medicine, or just relieved a little bit?"
Chuyi shook his head helplessly. Everyone's physique is different. Some people may only vomit for a few days and then be fine, while others may feel uncomfortable for several months. He couldn't say for sure.
And there is no medicine that can relieve it.
Han Xiao's face was filled with disappointment. In fact, he already knew the answer in his heart, but he still wanted to try. Morning sickness was something that had not been truly solved even in modern times.
Han Xiao stared at the young master blankly for a long time, until the young master's eyelashes trembled slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.
Somewhat unaccustomed to the daylight, Han Xiao reached out and covered the young master's eyes and asked slowly, "Ruanruan, are you awake? Do you want something to eat?"
The young master grabbed Han Xiao's hand and hummed a few times, his voice hoarse from just waking up: "How long have I been sleeping? Where are my parents?"
"My parents have already left. They specifically told me not to call you. You can rest assured."
The young master murmured a little disappointedly, "But I haven't said goodbye to my parents yet."
Han Xiao smiled and said to the young master: "It's okay, we will meet again soon."
The young master then smiled and nodded: "Well, my husband, I'm a little hungry and want to eat hot and sour noodles."
Han Xiao saw that the young master hadn't been able to eat well these past few days, so he made the hot and sour vermicelli with rice noodles. It tasted sour and spicy and was very delicious.
The young master would eat a bowl from time to time, but Han Xiao was worried that if the food was too spicy, the young master would feel uncomfortable in his stomach.
"Didn't you just eat last night? You still want to eat." Han Xiao pinched the young master's nose.
Slapping Han Xiao's rebellious hand away, the young master hugged Han Xiao affectionately: "I just want to eat it, husband, please make it for me quickly."
Han Xiao had never been able to deal with the young master's ability to act like a spoiled child, so he could only agree to his request: "Then if you eat today, you can't eat tomorrow. You have to eat in moderation, understand?"
"I know, I know, husband, you go quickly." Thinking of the sour and spicy taste of hot and sour noodles, the young master's mouth kept secreting saliva.
Han Xiao called Chuyi in and asked him to take good care of the young master, and then he went to the kitchen to make hot and sour noodles for the young master.
The vermicelli was prepared in advance, and Han Xiao only needed to adjust the taste. He didn't make it too spicy, just added some red oil. Combined with the braised beef, it looked delicious, and the kitchen helper next to him kept swallowing his saliva.
Han Xiao made two bowls and brought them to the young master. The young master was already so hungry that he was just eating plums, and he was extremely happy to see Han Xiao come in with the hot and sour noodles.
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