July 12th, the sun is shining brightly.
Early in the morning, Ye Maochun strolled around the village with his four-month-old son Hua Qingguo in his arms.
He walked slowly from the Yuanwai Mansion in the west of the village towards the east of the village. The villagers along the way couldn't help but stop and greet Ye Maochun and Hua Qingguo when they saw them.
Hua Qingguo, who was held in Ye Maochun's arms, would also smile happily, revealing two rows of toothless alveoli, looking extremely cute.
"Xiao Qingguo, see? This is all your sister's fields, planted with lush green vegetables and high-yield crops. The villagers rely on your sister to grow vegetables and crops, and then supply them to the military camp, which has earned them a stable income. Now, new houses are being built one after another in this village. This is all thanks to your sister!"
Walking on the small path in the village, Ye Maochun excitedly shared every bit of Hua Qingcheng's deeds with Hua Qingguo.
Although Hua Qingguo was still young, after hearing her father's words, her big eyes blinked, as if she understood something. She opened her little mouth slightly and let out a chuckle, as if she was satisfied with her father's words.
Ye Maochun looked at his son in his arms, his face filled with a happy smile: "Qingguo, when you grow up, you must be like your sister and be a kind, hardworking and loving person. Only in this way can our village become a better place and everyone can live a happy life."
After hearing what her father said, Hua Qingguo waved her little hand as if responding to her father.
What Ye Maochun didn't know was that Hua Qingguo remembered every word he said deeply in her heart.
"Nalan Qingcheng, it turns out that the country life you mentioned is so beautiful..." Hua Qingguo muttered to himself.
After all, in Gongyang Yuheng's perception, the countryside represented remoteness, backwardness, and desolation. However, after living in Huaqiao Village for over a month, Hua Qingguo seemed to gradually understand why Hua Qingcheng was so attached to Huaqiao Village.
Here, there are her loving mother and father, the simple villagers, and her husbands who share her joys and sorrows. All of these can deeply touch one's heart.
However, now that woman has become the emperor, it might not be easy for her to return here...
Just as Hua Qingguo's thoughts drifted, Ye Maochun had already carried him to the Hua family in the east of the village. Before they even entered the yard, they could already hear the sound of reading aloud coming from inside.
The house that the Hua family originally used as a classroom has been expanded. There is no other way. In addition to the children of this village, there are too many people from other villages who want to send their children here.
You know, this is the private school opened by the current emperor's adoptive mother, and everyone is proud to be a student of Hua Rongsheng. In this way, they can indirectly be considered as "students of the same school" as the current emperor, which is a supreme honor.
Hua Rongsheng found it difficult to understand those people's thinking. She always insisted on ensuring that there were enough places for the children of the village before accepting additional children from outside the village.
What's more touching is that Hua Rongsheng still charges the same amount of tuition as she did for the children in the village before. She only charges a little more for wealthy parents from other places, but she basically uses it to repair classrooms and improve the children's learning environment.
Hua Rongsheng originally had a very good reputation in the village. Now that she is rich but has not forgotten her roots, she is greatly respected and loved by the local people.
"Xiao Qingguo, did you see that? Isn't your mother particularly elegant and charming when she teaches the children to read?" Ye Maochun leaned close to Hua Qingguo's ear, pointed at Hua Rongsheng who was concentrating on teaching the students in front of him, and whispered softly.
Just as Ye Maochun and Hua Qingguo were whispering, a familiar teasing voice suddenly came from behind him: "Of course, my mother is the only scholar in our area! Back then, the young men who were obsessed with her could line up from the village to the town!"
Hearing that voice, Ye Maochun, who was holding Hua Qingguo, couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart. He turned around suddenly and saw Hua Qingcheng's half-smile, slightly ruffian-like smile.
Ye Maochun inexplicably felt as if he had returned to the time when Hua Qingcheng (the original owner) was unscrupulous.
"Xiao Qingguo, am I hallucinating because I miss your sister so much?" Ye Maochun muttered to himself, while freeing one hand to rub his eyes hard, his face full of disbelief.
"Aiya aiya~" (Daddy, she is my older sister!)
Hua Qingguo, who was only four months old and still didn't dare to speak, could only communicate with Ye Maochun in "baby talk." However, Ye Maochun didn't seem to understand what he was saying.
"Dad, you didn't hear wrongly, nor did you see wrongly. I am your beloved daughter Qingcheng." Hua Qingcheng walked in front of Ye Maochun and gently took Hua Qingguo from his arms with neat and gentle movements.
Hua Qingcheng looked at her brother's cute appearance and couldn't help but kiss his little face. Hua Qingguo was amused by her sister and laughed like a happy little bird.
"Is Qingcheng really back?"
After confirming that she was really his daughter, Ye Maochun was so excited that tears filled his eyes. He held Hua Qingcheng's hand tightly, as if he was afraid that she would disappear in the next moment.
"Dad, there's me too!"
At this moment, a voice that Ye Maochun felt was extremely familiar came from the direction of the courtyard gate again. He looked in the direction of the voice and saw Han Yichen's face looking at him with a smile on his face, as warm as the sunshine.
"Oh, Sanlang! Are you...are you giving birth?" Ye Maochun first looked at Han Yichen who suddenly appeared in shock, then looked at the baby in his arms with surprise, and then hurried forward to take the child from Han Yichen's arms.
"Oh my god! Sanlang, you're still in confinement, right? Come on, get inside!"
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