On the day Sanlang left, all the teachers and students of Qingfeng Academy came to see him off, and Cao Qing also came.
For Cao Qing, Sanlang was the most dazzling presence in his life. Now that Sanlang was leaving, he was extremely reluctant to part with him and cried uncontrollably.
Sanlang, however, forgot all about the sadness of parting. He kept wiping Cao Qing's tears with his little hands and coaxed her gently, "Don't cry. I will write to you, and you can write to me too."
Cao Qing cried so hard he couldn't speak. He didn't want to write a letter; he barely knew how to read, how could he write one? He just wanted Ah Xian!
Sanlang thought for a moment, then leaned close to Cao Qing's ear and whispered, "Don't cry. I'll tell you a secret. I used my allowance to order a birthday cake for you from your sister. She'll deliver it to you on your birthday! I also made you a lifetime VVIP card for Jiang's Private Kitchen. You have to keep it a secret!"
Cao Qing's crying stopped abruptly, and she stared blankly at Sanlang with her swollen red eyes wide open.
He had eaten cake before and considered it the most delicious thing in the world. He had also seen the VVIP card for Jiang's Private Kitchen, but had never received it, which made him very envious!
He quickly realized what was happening, grabbed Sanlang's sleeve, and asked eagerly, "May I ask Sister Jiang to draw a little tiger for me?"
"Of course, my sister drew a little rabbit for me last time. The little rabbit is my zodiac animal."
"Okay, okay, I won't cry anymore, you can go now!"
What should have been a poignant farewell scene turned into a laughing fit because of the two children.
Saburo was speechless for a while, and then began to say goodbye to his teachers and fellow disciples one by one.
Master Wu chuckled and said, "I will come to Yuzhou City to see you. Your mother and sister will take care of you, so please go without worry!"
Sanlang knelt on the ground and bowed deeply to Master Wu.
Yuan Wen and Qiao Sheng were responsible for escorting Sanlang all the way to Yuzhou City, which put Jiao's mother and Jiang Shan at ease. With little Cao Qing's laughter, the mother and daughter's feelings of parting were lessened considerably.
They each gave Sanlang a few words of advice and watched the carriage depart.
After leaving the county town, someone delivered a letter to Sanlang, saying it was written to him personally by Fu Qiyuan.
Sanlang always had a special attachment to Fu Qiyuan. Every time he saw him, he would see his elder brother standing in front of him.
He didn't plan to watch it now; he wanted to save it for when he missed home and his brother.
After seeing Sanlang off, Jiang Shan felt a huge emptiness in his heart.
She has been in this world for half a year, watching this child undergo tremendous changes in just six months. She has watched him become healthy, lively and energetic, watched him learn arithmetic and accounting, watched him learn to write stroke by stroke, watched his thoughts mature day by day, and watched him worry about them like a little adult.
She knew she couldn't teach Sanlang much, and her knowledge might even cause him trouble. She could only let him go, letting him spread his wings and soar higher and higher in the sky, waiting for him to come back and create a clear sky for her.
But I really hate to part with it!
It seemed that Jiao's mother didn't have the time for this. While Jiangshan was lying in bed feeling sorry for herself, Jiao's mother dragged her out of the room and forced her to walk around the yard.
"Moving around more is good for the baby." Jiao's mother stared at her belly, a hint of worry hidden in her eyes.
"Mom, it's okay. I'm not eating much right now, and he won't grow that fast. There are still more than three months left!"
"What do you know? Even if a child is thin, it's not easy to give birth if they have big bones. Don't let Sanlang's thin appearance fool you, he was quite big when he was born. It took his mother two days to give birth..."
Seeing that Jiang Shan's face was turning pale, Jiao's mother pursed her lips at the right moment.
Jiang Shan smiled somewhat reluctantly: "My mother is taller than me, so perhaps this child is as tall as me, thin and small, so he doesn't suffer as much."
Jiao's mother turned her head away from Jiang Shan, but in her heart she was thinking that it was precisely because he was not that tall that he would suffer more!
The distant capital city.
Madam Fu Cheng, the wife of the Minister, carried a bowl of bird's nest porridge and walked briskly straight to Fu Qiyuan's study.
As they reached the door, they were stopped by a servant.
"Madam, please allow me to go in and inform them."
Madam Fu raised an eyebrow and said, "Open your dog eyes and see clearly who I am!"
"The young master has ordered that anyone entering his study must announce their arrival," the servant said without changing his expression.
Madam Fu was so angry she nearly fainted. A mother had to ask a servant to announce her presence before she could enter her son's study to deliver a late-night snack? Could anything be more outrageous?
"Get out of the way!" she shouted angrily, instantly establishing her authority as the matriarch of the household.
"lady……."
Fu Qiyuan opened the door from the inside, glanced at the bird's nest porridge in Madam Cheng's hand, and said in a low voice, "Mother, I'm not hungry. I've told you so many times, I don't like to eat late-night snacks, and I especially don't like sweet and greasy things."
Madam Fu walked in with a beaming smile, placed the bird's nest porridge on the desk, glanced at it, and then said softly, "We've finally made it home, and your father has been taking you everywhere, so we haven't even had a proper New Year's celebration! This is top-quality bird's nest that your mother specially had sent over; it's incredibly nourishing, so please have some!"
Fu Qiyuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he smiled, "Thank you for your trouble, Mother. Who is in charge of the storeroom in the manor? When I want to eat, I can go and get it myself and have the kitchen make it savory for me, so you don't have to make the trip yourself!"
Seeing that her son appreciated her kindness, Madam Fu was overjoyed and said happily, "The key is in Granny Cheng's hands. Just tell her what you want, there's no need to stand on ceremony with your mother!"
Fu Qiyuan smiled and nodded, then sat down at his desk.
Fu Chengshi knew she should leave, but she couldn't suppress the knot in her heart and lingered, unwilling to go.
Fu Qiyuan waited for a while before looking up and asking, "Mother, is there anything you need?"
With a smile on her face, Madam Fu said, "Your mother told you before that the Grand Princess's daughter, Princess Yi'an, has just entered the palace and will be staying there for a while. If you were here..."
“Mother!” Fu Qiyuan interrupted Cheng Shi, his dark eyes sweeping lightly over his mother’s slightly stiff face, and said with a smile, “Mother, I have already refused His Majesty’s kindness, so please don’t offend those nobles for my sake!”
Fu Cheng felt a sudden tightness in her heart, and looking at her son's gentle, smiling face, she felt as if someone was strangling her throat.
She didn't know why, but sometimes even when her son was smiling, she could feel a distant sense of distance.
Just like now, she knows clearly that her son is unhappy, very unhappy!
She chuckled awkwardly as she backed away, saying, "Oh, Mother was just saying it casually, don't take it to heart. Mother is going back now, you should get some rest."
Fu Qiyuan watched her leave the study, his dark eyes immediately darkening.
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