Chapter 118 Chapter 118 Turning Point
Lingzhi finally went to the capital with Fu Lingyou. They brought a escort team and the rapeseed oil they collected from all over the county.
After they left, Miao Ying went to their shop to work. When he left in the morning, Xuetuan was still sleeping. Miao Ying thought that today would be a day when he would not see him again, and felt a little reluctant, so he kissed him on the face again and again.
Li Hongying was watching from the doorway, amused, and said, "Why don't you just stay home and rest today?"
Miao Ying straightened up immediately: "That's not the case, Mom, let's go."
Huo Xing was going to the oil press, driving an ox cart. Miao Ying hadn't been out for a long time, so everything seemed new to him. Xiao Lin went to the shop to help him today, worried that he couldn't handle it alone.
The shops in the town are now doing very stable business, with steady daily revenue. In the two months since Lingzhi left, Miao Ying has been leaving early in the morning and returning late in the evening. He is reluctant to leave Xuetuan in the morning, and hugs Xuetuan tightly when he returns home in the afternoon.
Because Huo Xing was really busy, their family hired someone to do the farming and harvesting this year. As Xuetuan grew up, he no longer liked lying in bed and always wanted to be held. He also didn't want to stay in the room and always wanted to go out.
The weather was hot and Xuetuan was wearing little. He stretched out his legs and arms on the bed like a meat ball. The movable wooden bed was covered with a small mat made by Xiaolin. There were many small toys on the bed, all of which were made for him by Huo Xing and Xiaolin in their spare time.
Grandma sat aside and fanned Xuetuan. She seemed to be in better spirits these days. Her favorite thing to do every day was to stay with Xuetuan, and when Xuetuan hummed, she would hum a few nursery rhymes from long ago to him.
Because Miao Ying was in the shop in town, Li Hongying had a lot of free time, and most of the time she was with her grandmother and Xuetuan.
"Hongying." Grandma was fanning herself with a fan in her hand, her eyes fixed on Xuetuan.
Li Hongying was sewing. Before Lingzhi left for the capital, she had sent back a lot of cloth for Xuetuan to make clothes. Summer clothes were easy to make, and she had already made quite a few. "What's wrong, mother?"
Grandma said, "These days are like a dream."
Li Hongying also laughed: "Who says it's not true? In the past few years, I was still worried about whether I could have enough to eat."
"It seems to have been since Ah Xing brought the injured Xiao Ying back." Grandma's eyes cleared for a moment. "Hongying, have you ever thought that this Xiao Ying is not the Xiao Ying from before?"
Li Hongying accidentally pierced her finger with the needle, and a red dot fell on the cloth he had just held in his hand: "What, what do you mean?"
Grandmother looked at her and said, "Everything has changed since he woke up. We are also believers in gods and Buddhas. Some things cannot be explained by common sense. That is the will of the gods."
Li Hongying covered her chest and blinked with some difficulty: "You mean to say that Xiao Ying is not Xiao Ying?"
Grandma nodded. "But it's not important now, is it? He's our little Ying now, Xuetuan's little daddy."
"Mom, this is unbelievable." Li Hongying shook her head. "No, it's impossible. How can such a mysterious thing happen?"
Grandma patted her shoulder and said, "It's okay if you think so."
In the afternoon, Miao Ying and Xiao Lin came back from their stall. After washing their hands, they picked up Xuetuan from the crib, put their hands on his face, and kissed his belly. Xuetuan had just eaten and drunk enough, so he didn't make a fuss when being kissed like that.
After he finished being intimate with Xuetuan, Xiaolin came over and took Miao Ying's place. Miao Ying looked at Li Hongying's sewing basket and found that her progress had slowed down a bit, so she asked, "Mom, are you busy today?"
After asking for a while, he found that Li Hongying didn't say anything. He turned his head and saw Li Hongying staring at him blankly. Miao Ying touched his cheek: "Mom? Is there something on my face?"
Li Hongying smiled at him and shook her head: "Are you hungry? Have you eaten anything?"
Miao Ying shook his head: "I'm not hungry. Shouldn't Lingzhi be back soon?"
Li Hongying put down her needlework and said, "I don't know. Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. Either I should be back soon, or I should be back soon. Otherwise, I have to wait until after Mid-Autumn Festival."
"It's Mid-Autumn Festival again, so fast." Miao Ying hugged Xuetuan and touched noses with him. "Our Xuetuan is already three months old."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Li Hongying and asked, "Should you learn to roll over in three months?"
After he finished speaking, Li Hongying still ignored him and continued to look at him: "Mom? Are you worried about something?"
Li Hongying shook her head again: "Yes, it's time for him to learn to roll over. When you play with him at night, teach him and he will learn it by watching."
Miao Ying nodded: "Then I will teach him tonight."
When Huo Xing came back, Miao Ying was learning to roll over in bed with Xuetuan. Xuetuan tilted his head to look at Miao Ying, not quite knowing what his little father was doing. He only knew that he was smiling at him when he looked at him.
"Xuetuan, look at daddy, like this, like this, it will turn over." Miao Ying turned him over again, and Xuetuan just looked at him and smiled at him.
"Okay." Miao Yingfan was tired and poked his nose. "Forget it."
When Huo Xing entered the room, he saw Miao Ying poking Xuetuan's face. He walked over and gently touched Xuetuan's face: "What are you teaching him?"
"Mom said he can learn to roll over now and asked me to teach him, but the silly boy only cares about being young and won't learn at all." Miao Ying sat up. "He's still young anyway, he'll learn it naturally when the time comes."
Huo Xing also sat down beside the bed. Miao Ying pulled up his arm and gave him a massage. The number of people pressing oil had increased significantly recently, and Huo Xing's muscles were tense almost every day. Before going to bed every day, Miao Ying would give him a massage.
This is also the most relaxing time for Huo Xing every day. Xuetuan lies obediently on the bed, and Miao Ying lies beside him, pressing his hands on him.
Miao Ying stopped massaging until her hands felt tired: "You can go pick up Xiaobao in two days."
Huo Xiaobao had seen Xuetuan three times. Every time he came back, he wanted to take Xuetuan to sleep with him at night. He even had to study the homework assigned by the teacher late into the night before returning to school, and he almost couldn't get up the next day.
On August 14, Huo Xing did not go to the oil press, but took Huo Xiaobao back home. Unexpectedly, when he got home, he saw Lingzhi's family's carriage.
"Brother Lingzhi is back?" Huo Xiaobao jumped off the ox cart and pushed open the door to the courtyard. Sure enough, it was Lingzhi and Fu Lingyou who had returned together.
Seeing them coming back, Lingzhi stood up: "Brother."
"I'm back."
Miao Ying had not come back yet, so Xuetuan was in Lingzhi's arms. When he saw his father, he smiled again.
"Is Xiaoying not back yet?" Lingzhi put Xuetuan into the arms of Fu Lingyou, who was eager to try.
"It should be soon." Huo Xing looked at the things they brought back that almost covered the entire yard and sighed, "Don't buy so many things in the future. We already have them at home."
Lingzhi looked at him and said, "These materials are from the capital. They are for Xuetuan to make clothes, not for you. And these supplements are for grandmother, godmother, and Xiaoying. You are strong and healthy, so of course you don't need them."
Huo Xing was choked by him and didn't know what to say. He saw Fu Lingyou holding Xuetuan and calling Huo Xiaobao to his side.
Huo Xiaobao wanted to hug Xuetuan as well, so he reached out his hand, but Fu Lingyou didn't give it to him. Fu Lingyou looked him in the eyes and said, "I have good news for you."
Huo Xiaobao looked left and right, then pointed at himself and said, "Tell me?"
Fu Lingyou nodded: "We heard a piece of news when we went to the capital. I believe that an imperial edict will be issued soon."
Huo Xiaobao's heart tightened. He looked at Fu Lingyou, feeling very nervous. He knew that Fu Lingyou would not tell him this for no reason. He blinked and said in a trembling voice, "Yes, what is it?"
"Previously, the law stated that anyone with a disability was not allowed to take the imperial examinations. However, there are many talented people in the world, and it is impossible to generalize. Therefore, from now on, anyone with a disability that does not affect their ability to read or write may participate in the imperial examinations."
Huo Xiaobao dropped the school bag in his hand and grabbed Fu Lingyou's arm. "Brother, is this true? You're not trying to cheer me up, are you?"
Fu Lingyou held Xuetuan more firmly: "If you spread the emperor's words, you will be beheaded. Why would I lie to you?"
Huo Xiaobao looked at Huo Xing again: "Brother, did I hear correctly?" Without waiting for Huo Xing to answer, he asked Li Hongying, "Mom, did I hear correctly?"
Finally, Lingzhi pressed his shoulder and said, "It's true. It just takes time to pass on the decree. But by the time you can enter the officialdom, I believe it will have been implemented for several years."
What no one expected was that Huo Xiaobao actually squatted down, hugged his arms and cried loudly. His crying scared Miao Ying and Xiao Lin who had just entered the room.
"What's wrong?" Miao Ying didn't know how to react for a moment. He didn't know whether to say hello to Lingzhi, comfort Huo Xiaobao first, or kiss Xuetuan.
Li Hongying's eyes were actually a little red, and she sniffed: "It's a good thing."
Xiaolin had already taken out a handkerchief from his bosom and was wiping Xiaobao's tears: "What's wrong? Why are you crying? Did someone bully you in school?"
Huo Xiaobao was crying so hard that he was hiccuping and couldn't speak clearly. Xiaolin patiently wiped his tears and said, "Calm down first."
Huo Xiaobao then sobbed, "Brother Mu, I, I can go and take the imperial examination now."
"Really?" Xiao Lin opened his eyes wide, his happiness evident in his words. He knew that this had always been Huo Xiaobao's heart knot. Although he always said that he accepted it, occasionally when he was alone, he would still sigh and feel regretful.
Miao Ying also heard it clearly: "Really? Is it really possible? That's great."
Lingzhi said to him, "It's true. The capital has already implemented it. It's only a matter of time before it spreads to us."
Miao Ying smiled and said, "That's great! I need to cook a few dishes to celebrate tonight. You guys won't leave tonight, right?"
Fu Lingyou nodded: "I'll go back tomorrow."
Miao Ying thought so too. After all, tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival, and Fu Lingyou and Lingzhi should go back to Fu's house to celebrate the festival.
After Huo Xiaobao stopped crying, Miao Ying remembered that he had not held Xuetuan since he came back today. He wanted to hold the child, but found that the child was still in Fu Lingyou's arms. Xuetuan was not like when he was a full moon. Now he could be held upright. He grabbed Fu Lingyou's hairband in his hand.
"Now we will have one less gem." Miao Ying took Xuetuan from Fu Lingyou's hand and put his face close to his again.
The snowball looks different almost every day, so white and tender that everyone wants to kiss and hug it.
He looked at Xuetuan with loving eyes and hugged her tighter: "I want it, I want to give birth myself."
Fu Lingyou smiled and said, "If it's a son, can you arrange a marriage with Xuetuan?"
"Don't even think about it." Miao Ying hugged Xuetuan tightly, "My Xuetuan will choose his own partner in the future. Even if he never marries, Huo Xing and I will support him for the rest of his life."
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