After lunch, Uncle Chen and Su took their leave.

Mao Tongtong asked Hongwang to take Hongwang to play in the snow in the garden, while he nested in Chen's house and got tired of her. No matter how old they are, they are all children in front of their mothers.

At this time, Mao Tongtong likes to listen to Chen talk about her childhood. Although it was another person, listening to it made her feel that she had really lived like that.

Until after dinner, Mao Tongtong was reluctant to leave.

"E-niang, I'll rest here tonight. I want to sleep next to you. She hugged Chen's arm and didn't let go.

"What's going on?" Chen smiled and patted Mao Tongtong's back gently, "Such a big person, still spoiled?" The eighth master is not in the house, so you will go to your mother's house for the night, and let people know that it is not good. ”

"Eniang, it's your birthday today! I just want to be with you! I'm going to sleep with you at night! It's just that if you don't have me, you can spend the night at home! If my grandfather is here, I will have to go back to accompany my grandfather. Mao Tongtong said coquettishly.

Chen's brows furrowed slightly, obviously a little tangled. According to the rules, she shouldn't have hair. But what Mao Tongtong said was also heartwarming. It's been a year since a mother and daughter shared a bed!

Once she thought that the night before Mao Tongtong was going to get married, the mother and daughter would be able to talk about themselves. From the moment Mao Tongtong entered Beijing to learn the rules, this opportunity was no longer there.

"Eniang, you just promise me." Mao Tongtong said coquettishly: "You see it's dark outside, and it's snowing again, so you just let me spend the night here." ”

Chen looked at her longing eyes, and his heart involuntarily softened.

"Is there really a problem in your house?"

As soon as he heard Chen's question, Mao Tongtong knew that there was a play, and immediately replied: "Of course it's no problem!" Now I'm in charge! Just let someone go back and explain! ”

"Don't take it as an example." Chan said.

"E-niang, I knew you would agree!" Mao Tongtong immediately laughed.

"You!" Chen shook his head with a doting smile.

Mao Tongtong immediately called Wu Youcai and asked him to hurry back to the house to say something, lest the people in the house still wait for her to go back.

In fact, since crossing over to the Qing Dynasty, Mao Tongtong has never shared a bed with Chen. At that time, she was ten years old and had her own independent yard. Only when she was sick would she wait for Chan to wait by her bedside.

drove Mao Chengcheng to the guest room, and Mao Tongtong was very happy to lie down next to Chen.

In her last life, she lost her father early, and her mother was her biggest backbone. Even though she is as strong as a man outside, she knows in her heart that it is precisely because of her mother at home that she has the motivation to work hard.

Sometimes after a tiring day, leaning on her mother's arms and listening to her mother's soft nursery rhymes to fall asleep is the warmest moment of her day.

The Chen family in this life is also very fond of her, but this kind of intimate snuggling has never been experienced.

Chen is also obviously a little unfamiliar. At the moment when Mao Tongtong leaned in, his body was slightly stiff. But he soon relaxed and put his arm around her.

"Tongtong, I remember the last time you lay beside me like this, it was more than ten years ago." Chen said with infinite emotion: "It's really time flies! In the blink of an eye, you have grown up from that little girl who followed me with a milky voice and called Eniang. Now you're all a mother. ”

"Eniang, I will always be a little girl in front of you!" Mao Tongtong said with a smile.

"Today's little mouth is sweet, as if it has been smeared with honey." Chen laughed.

The mother and daughter seemed to have endless words to talk about this night, and they chattered until the second half of the night before falling asleep. Mao Tongtong only felt that he was smiling sweetly in his dreams.

Sure enough, only the comfort that Eniang got could alleviate the longing for the eighth master.

In winter, Japan is late in the morning, and the mother and daughter talk late. In the morning, when Mao carried it up, he saw that there was no movement in the main house. He stood at the door and watched for a while, smiled and went to the courtyard to box.

This is a habit of many years in the barracks. Always practice a set of punches after waking up in the morning. Now in the capital, this habit has not changed. The snow has stopped today, so it doesn't affect boxing outdoors.

A set of boxing was vigorous, and when it was over, beads of sweat had already appeared on Mao's forehead. The servant who was waiting on the side handed him a handkerchief so that he could wipe his sweat.

"Master, there is a eunuch outside, saying that he is from the Eighth Master's Mansion!" A little guy ran in from outside.

"Huh? Now? Mao Chengyun looked up at the sky, the hour was actually early, and the sky was only bright. There are servants in the Eighth Master's Mansion, could it be that something happened in the Mansion?

"Bring it in." Mao Carrier Road.

"Hey, let's go!" The little guy turned and ran.

"Slow down, call to the study!" Mao Chengyun said again later.

"Yes!" The little guy hurriedly answered again.

Mao Chengchuan glanced at the quiet main house, and strode towards his study.

The little eunuch who came was Quan Dali, who was the slave in Mao Tongtong's courtyard.

"I've seen Master Mao!" Hit a thousand with all his might.

"I came here in a hurry early this morning, but there is something at home?" Mao asked the carrier.

"Something, indeed." Quan Dali said: "The slave only knows that Fang Fujin has not yet gotten up at this hour, and I want to ask Lord Mao to see if I can ask Mrs. to call Fang Fujin to get up, there are indeed some things in the house that need Fang Fujin to go back and preside." ”

Mao Chengyun frowned slightly, since Quan Dali refused to say what it was, it meant that this matter either involved the privacy of the Eighth Master's Mansion, or it was related to the woman in the backyard.

Quan Dali seemed calm, but the beads of sweat on his forehead, as well as his body that was still trembling slightly because of panting, all showed that he should have run all the way.

"Then you come with me." After only hesitating for a moment, Mao Chengyun still decided to call Mao Tongtong now.

He didn't know what would happen in the Eighth Master's Mansion, but it didn't matter, this minion wouldn't come knowing that Mao Tongtong hadn't woken up yet.

When I entered the main courtyard, it was still quiet. But the minions have already risen. Wu Youcai followed Mao Tongtong to serve last night, and he was also waiting in the courtyard. Seeing Quan Dali following Mao Carrier in, he couldn't help but be taken aback, and hurriedly asked Quan Dali silently what was going on.

Quan Dali made a look, although Wu Youcai didn't understand, he also knew that something must have happened in the house. His face couldn't help but change.

What is called a coincidence, this is! The eighth master has been away from Beijing for so long, and the house has always been calm. Mao Tongtong went back to her parents' house for one night, and there was an accident in this house! What an inch!

Mao carried that it was inconvenient for him to enter the house to get the mother and daughter up, so he let the maid who was guarding the door in.

Qingzhu and Qingmei were already waiting inside, just waiting for Mao Tongtong to call out. This saw the maid outside come in and told them about the situation outside, and both of them were a little surprised. Qingzhu didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly walked to the side of the bed and called softly: "Master, it's time to get up." My father-in-law came over. ”