Mao Tongtong looked helpless, so he had to ask Qingzhu to come over to help, and the two of them supported the eighth master one by one.

"Master, don't be tired." Qingzhu said worriedly.

"It's okay, let's go, it's not far away." Mao Tongtong said.

When they arrived at the house, the eighth master hugged Mao Tongtong again and refused to let Qingzhu and them serve. Mao Tongtong had no choice but to do it himself, wiped his face with a hot handkerchief for the eighth master, poured him a bowl of sobering soup, took off his coat, and helped him lie on the bed, stunned to sweat a little.

"Master, please freshen up too." Qingzhu Road.

Mao Tongtong helplessly looked at the hand that was tightly grasped by the eighth master, and said with a wry smile: "Do you think I can still move like this?" ”

"The prince doesn't seem to be so drunk, right?" Qingzhu was also a little helpless.

"Get me a hot handkerchief to wipe your face, and you can stand down." Mao Tongtong said.

"The slave and maid are guarding outside, and whatever the master has is called a slave and maid." Qingzhu Road.

Mao Tongtong nodded, wiped his face and went to bed with slippers, half leaning on to accompany the eighth master.

"Hmm, Tongtong." The eighth master's eyes were already closed, but he was still muttering Mao Tongtong's name in his mouth.

Mao Tongtong's eyes were dyed with a smile, and he reached out and touched the eighth master's face. His blushing face was a little hot. seemed to feel the tenderness of her palm, and the eighth master also rubbed it with her.

"It's like a child." Mao Tongtong couldn't help but spoil him. It's exactly the same as when Yalic was spoiling her.

The eighth master was obviously unconscious, hugged Mao Tongtong's waist, and fell asleep with a smile on his face.

When he fell asleep, Mao Tongtong gently moved out of the eighth master's arms and called Qingzhu to change her clothes. After such a scene, she herself is quite tired.

In the afternoon, the sky suddenly became overcast, and it was raining lightly and windy. When Mao Tongtong woke up, he found that the weather was getting cooler again.

glanced sideways, the eighth master slept soundly, half of his face was exposed outside the quilt, red and fluttering, but it was rare and cute.

Mao Tongtong didn't call him, but got up by himself and stood under the cloister outside the house to watch the rain.

"Master, don't catch a cold." Qingzhu took a cloak and tied it to Mao Tongtong.

"The autumn rain is cool, the autumn wind is sorrowful, this autumn day always seems to be inseparable from sadness or something." Mao Tongtong smiled, stretched out his hand to catch a few drops of rain under the eaves, and said, "Actually, rainy days are not interesting." If you are in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, you can take a canopy boat and make tea while enjoying the rain, which is very pleasant. ”

"Is the master homesick?" Qingzhu asked.

"yes, I haven't been back for years." Mao Tongtong said with a smile.

Now that Mao Chengyun and Chen have come to the capital, her home in Yangzhou is gone. After all these years, she really misses it. After all, it is equivalent to her birthplace in the Qing Dynasty, and she has special feelings.

"The master is pregnant, and it is inconvenient to travel for more than a year." Qingzhu Road.

"Hmm." Mao Tongtong nodded slightly, "Don't say it's been more than a year, at least three years." The child is too young, and I don't feel comfortable going out. ”

I looked down at my lower abdomen, although I didn't show my pregnancy yet, my belly had become tight, and I could feel a little life slowly growing up.

As a mother, the heart is always extraordinarily soft. Even if she didn't want to have any more children, when the child came, she was still willing to pay for the child.

"There should be a chance in the future." Qingzhu comforted. It's just that this comfort is a little weak. How many people stay in the back house for a lifetime.

Mao Tongtong smiled and didn't speak again. People can live a more motivated life with hope. Otherwise, life will be too boring. As long as I think that I can still go to Yangzhou to have a look in my lifetime, the feeling in my heart is different.

"When did Tongtong get up?" Suddenly the voice of the eighth master came from behind him. I don't know when, the eighth master has already gotten up and walked out in his coat.

"Have you slept well?" Mao Tongtong turned around with a smile, "I just got up for a while." Enjoy the rain here! ”

"Enjoying the rain?" The eighth master raised his eyes to see the heavier and heavier rain outside, wrapped his arms around Mao Tongtong's waist, and said with a smile: "Tongtong is so Yaxing today." ”

"Can you tell me why I'm so happy today? He drank so much wine with Amma. Mao Tongtong leaned back, and the whole person leaned on the eighth master.

"Well, it's just that I had a good conversation with the imperial brother." The eighth master smiled.

Mao Tongtong didn't believe it when he heard this. But the eighth master had the intention to hide it, so she didn't ask more.

The two of them stood and watched the rain for a while, and when they saw that there was no small trend, the eighth master said, "Why don't we stay here for one night tonight?" ”

"Huh?" Mao Tongtong was stunned for a moment and said, "This, okay?" ”

"It doesn't matter." The eighth master smiled slightly.

"Since it's okay, I'm naturally willing!" Mao Tongtong also laughed.

It is rare for her to stay at her mother's house for one night, and it is even more difficult to take the eighth master! If they can stay today, it can be regarded as accompanying Mao Chengyun and Chen for a Mid-Autumn Festival, but there is no moon to see tonight.

After deciding it, Mao Tongtong asked Qingmei to go to the main courtyard to talk to Chen, and then went to see the two children with the eighth master.

After lunch, the two children also went to take a nap. This will be playing together on the side.

Hongwang is almost six years older than Yalich. In general, little boys don't like to play with little girls. But the two are brother and sister, and there are only two children in the house, so the relationship between brother and sister is very good. Hongwang dotes on this sister very much, and Yalich also especially defends this brother.

When Mao Tongtong and the eighth master entered the house, they listened to Hongwang telling a story to Yaliqi. It's about Sima Guang smashing the cylinder.

One speaks eloquently, try to use easy-to-understand words; One listened with a serious look, and both eyes were adoring, which was a very loving scene.

Hearing footsteps, the two children looked at the door together. Seeing that it was Mao Tongtong and the eighth master, the two of them hurriedly got up.

"Amma, Eniang!" Yalich threw himself directly into the arms of the eighth master.

Hongwang saluted very well.

"Shall we not go back to the house tonight?" Mao Tongtong asked with a smile.

"And where do we stay?" Yalich flashed two big eyes, tilted his head and said, "Do you live here?" ”

"That's right." Mao Tongtong smiled: "Staying at my grandfather's house tonight, okay?" ”

"Do Ama and E-Niang also live here?" Jalich asked again.

"Well, Ama and your mothers will stay here tonight." The eighth master nodded.

"Amma, E-niang is here!" Yalich laughed.

For her, the concept of home is not so deep, even if there is Ama and Eniang.

"My sons all listen to Ama and Eniang's arrangements." Hongwang's answer was much more serious.

Seeing that the little adult seemed to be prosperous, Mao Tongtong couldn't help but sigh with emotion in his heart. Ever since he moved to the front yard and started studying, he didn't cling to her as much as he did when he was a child. Now it's even more regular, and even the liveliness of my childhood has gone a lot.