In Yile Garden, Mao Tongtong had already learned that the eighth master had gone to the main courtyard. She knew that Guo Luo Luo was sick for the past few days, so she didn't think that the eighth master would come over. After lunch, she let Tuan Tuan take her to her room for a nap together.

When the eighth master came, Mao Tongtong was lying on the bed humming a nursery rhyme to coax Tuan Tuan to sleep. Hearing the footsteps coming from outside the house, she was still wondering which slave was ignorant, knowing that she and Tuan Tuan were going to take a nap, and she didn't know to let the footsteps be quieter.

"Tongtong doesn't wait for the master to come along?"

Hearing the voice of the eighth master behind him, Mao Tongtong was suddenly startled, and Tuan Tuan, who was already about to close his eyelids, also opened his eyes.

"Didn't you go to the main courtyard?" Mao Tongtong turned around in surprise and looked at the smiling eighth master.

"Well, I've been." The eighth master is very bland.

As soon as Mao Tongtong heard this tone, he didn't ask much, and said coquettishly: "It's really time for the master to come, and he is coaxing Tuan Tuan to sleep!" This is good, my eyes are wide open, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep again for a while! Come and coax! ”

The eighth master walked to the side of the bed to take a look, and sure enough, he saw Tuan Tuan looking at him with two big eyes.

"Tuan Tuan, I'm Amma! Don't know each other again? The eighth master stretched out a finger to poke his face, Tuan Tuan was at a loss, and suddenly his mouth was deflated, and he cried "wow".

This cry can be described as earth-shattering, and it scared the eighth master! Mao Tongtong hurriedly hugged Tuan Tuan into his arms and coaxed him.

"Tuan Tuan, don't be afraid, this is Amma! E-Niang tells you the Ama every day! Mao Tongtong coaxed and explained to the eighth master: "Tuan Tuan has begun to recognize life in the past two months. Except for the nurse and me, everyone hugged and cried. He didn't come for two months, and he looked scared. ”

"Wasn't he okay when he left? Anyone who makes fun will laugh. The eighth master was surprised.

"Children are like that, and they behave differently at every stage." Mao Tongtong said with a smile.

"I haven't seen him for two months, and this little guy has changed again." The eighth master looked at Tuan Tuan who was still crying aggrievedly.

Mao Tongtong saw that he couldn't stop crying, so he simply got out of bed and walked around.

"Can you take your arm? Let me come. The eighth master said worriedly.

Although Mao Tongtong's hand has now removed the splint, it looks like nothing. But the eighth master knows that if you want to be completely raised, you still have to bear less weight.

"He's afraid of Ye now, so let me come. I've been practicing holding him with one hand for more than three months, and it doesn't take much effort to do so. Mao Tongtong said.

The eighth master couldn't help, so he could only watch from the side. Tuan Tuan saw that Mao Tongtong had been talking to the eighth master, and slowly stopped crying, just looking at the eighth master with his eyes open, full of curiosity.

"Tuan Tuan, this is Amma." Mao Tongtong pointed to the eighth master and said to Tuan Tuan: "Do you remember what E-Niang told you every day?" Amma went on an errand, and now Amma is back. ”

"Ahh Tuan Tuan shouted twice. Although he is only more than half a year old now, Mao Tongtong whispers Ama in his ear every day, and when he hears Mao Tongtong again, he subconsciously reacts.

The eighth master looked at Mao Tongtong with a look of surprise and said, "Does he remember me?" ”

"Ye talk to him again and tease him." Mao Tongtong taught: "It's good to be familiar with him more." ”

Qingzhu on the side also handed over a toy that Tuan Tuan likes to use on weekdays, and the eighth master took it and teased Tuan Tuan for a while, and he really didn't resist anymore.

"Come, let me hug you." Eight Masters said.

Mao Tongtong shook his head and said, "He has to take a nap every day, so I'll coax him to sleep." When he gets up from a nap, he will hug him again, so as not to wake him up from his sleepiness. ”

"It's fine." Seeing Mao Tongtong, the eighth master couldn't help yawning, so he nodded and said, "Master will sleep with you." It's really a bit tiring to travel all the way. ”

This is the first time that Mao Tongtong has slept in the same bed with the eighth master, Tuan Tuan, and the three of them.

This reminded Mao Tongtong of his childhood in the previous life. At that time, she also slept in the same bed with her parents, sandwiched between them. It's a great feeling to be guarded by two people together.

A family of three, Mao Tongtong looked at Tuan Tuan and the sleeping faces of the eighth master, and these four words suddenly popped up in his heart. Her eyes moistened.

A woman can have two homes in her life. One is the home that gave birth to her, the family that she and her parents compose. The other is another family formed by her, her other half, and her own children.

When I was in Yangzhou, Mao Chengyun, Chen, Mao Mingxuan and her, a family of four, had a very warm and happy life. But since she entered Beijing, she no longer feels at home.

In Uncle Chen's house, it was a sojourn, and after entering the palace, it was pointed out to the eighth master, which was an irresistible fate. Although the eighth master later spoiled her and treated her well, she still did not have a sense of belonging to her home. Because the eighth master's wife is not her, she is just one of the eight master's many concubines. A few years later, when she is old, maybe the eighth master will not remember that he once pampered such a woman. After a hundred years of the eighth master, the only one who can be buried with him as his wife is Guo Luoluo. And she Mao Tongtong may mark a stroke in the history books, Gege: Mao's; Probably won't leave any traces.

But at this moment, she was lying on the same bed with the eighth master and the children they shared, and those futures were no longer important. In this small space, they are a family of three.

"Why is Tongtong crying?" The eighth master opened his eyes at some point, and gently stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Mao Tongtong's eyes.

Mao Tongtong sniffed, wanting to laugh but shedding a tear.

"Missed?" The eighth master asked in a low voice.

"Hmm." Mao Tongtong choked up.

The eighth master stroked her cheek and said with a slight smile: "The master has been on a business trip for two months, and I have also wanted to be Tongtong." ”

Mao Tongtong looked at the eighth master and didn't speak, but he felt more and more sour in his heart. She resisted liking this man again and again, but she was attracted to this man again and again. She wants to indulge herself willfully and devote herself wholeheartedly, but deep down she has always been uneasy. This is probably the sorrow of falling in love with an ancient prince. Because the so-called loyalty and oneness are luxuries at this time.

"I promised you before I left, and when I came back, I would take you to Zhuangzi to live. Tomorrow morning, I will take leave from Huang Ama and accompany you well. The eighth master said softly.

"Is it just me and Tuan Tuan?" Mao Tongtong asked.

"Of course." The eighth master replied.

A bright smile bloomed on Mao Tongtong's face. Since she can't seek eternity, let her enjoy this ephemeral exclusivity.

"Sleep, aren't you sleepy too?" The eighth master patted her on the back.

"I want to sleep with my back patted on my back." Mao Tongtong said coquettishly.

The eighth master smiled and said hello.