Fortunately, the two were not as mentally sharp as ordinary people, and their complexions returned to normal in just a moment.
Tang Jian walked up to his mother and took her hand. "Mother, I'm sorry to have worried you all this time."
With tears of emotion in her eyes, Tang's mother gently patted Tang Jian's hand.
“I am your mother, and I have never been able to rest easy in this life. As long as you are all well, I can be at ease.”
Tang Jian felt a pang of sadness as he looked at the slightly graying strands of hair at his mother's temples. His mother was getting old, and he was now 25 and a father himself.
But in his mother's eyes, he was always like a child; a mother's love is always with her children.
"Don't worry, Mother. Your son is now capable of protecting you. Our whole family will be safe and sound. You just need to enjoy your grandchildren."
Tang Jian spoke these words with a firm look in his eyes, which made his mother feel his seriousness. He also hoped that she could trust him and not overthink it.
He knew that since the incident of fleeing the famine, his mother had lost all hope in his father and regarded him, her only son, as her only support.
She was just like a traditional woman: obeying her father at home, obeying her husband after marriage, and obeying her son after her husband's death.
If it weren't for the famine that caused my mother to completely lose hope in my father, she would have placed all her hopes on him.
If anything were to happen to him, he dared not imagine what choice his mother would make.
Therefore, his life belonged not only to himself, but also to his mother, his wife, and his children.
Knowing these things makes him even more aware of the need to protect himself and cherish the hard-won family and love.
After the mother and son finished speaking, Tang Jian took Aunt Ren's hand, pushed his mother, and then turned to look at Lin Zao.
With affection in his eyes, he said, "Madam, come here."
Lin Zao did not refuse and went over to help Tang Jian push Tang's mother on one side as they walked inside.
The three walked at the front, and the others followed behind, surrounding them as they entered the house.
Since the children are all at school, not to mention Hu Tou and Ya Ya, who are at the Prince's Mansion, they probably don't know that their father has already returned.
Chen Wen and the others were taking classes at the General's Mansion, so they must have heard the commotion and knew about Tang Jian's return.
The reason they haven't come out yet is probably because they're being held back by the teacher and can't leave get out of class.
However, although Tang Jian was a little disappointed that he couldn't see the children immediately, he forgot about them as soon as he and Lin Zao returned to their own courtyard.
The couple had just talked with Tang's mother in the main hall for a while before returning to their room hand in hand.
As soon as the door was closed, Tang Jian couldn't wait to hug Lin Zao and press her against the door to make out intimately.
Tang Jian was eager to feel her presence, so he kissed Lin Zao forcefully until he felt her struggling to breathe before he released her slightly.
Once she caught her breath, he sealed her lips with his again, and back and forth, the two gradually moved to the bed.
Clothes gradually scattered on the ground, the man's armor and the woman's bodice, a blend of iron-bloodedness and tenderness.
The atmosphere in the room grew hot, the scents of the man and woman mingling together, creating a moving musical melody.
The affair lasted from daytime until nightfall.
A rapid series of knocks sounded on the door.
Tang Jian paused for a moment.
"Father, you're finally back!"
"Father, Mother, what are you doing? Open the door! We want to come in!"
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