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Su Zimu looked at Chen Xin, then at Hong Shiyi, not knowing which one to ask first.
Hong Shiyi said, "Prince Yue will not blame me for beating him. He is here because I was the one who beat him."
Su Zimu didn't know what to say, but shook his head: "Go check on Zhao Xin, I just saw you crying."
Hong Eleven nodded, without further explanation, and turned around and walked towards Su Zhaoxin.
Su Zhaoxin blinked, looked at Chen Xin, and then looked at his mother.
What the hell, what the hell, what happened? Why did I suddenly feel upset?
Wait a minute.
Didn’t Chen Xingang also say that my mother would beat me too?
Then it's my turn?
Thinking of this, Su Zhaoxin looked at Hong Shiyi who was looking at him, pursed his lips, and wiped away his tears.
broken! !
It’s too early to cry!
He should have cried after being beaten.
But at this moment, Su Zhaoxin felt himself being lifted up.
Looking back, he saw his father smiling and putting him on the saddle.
Su Zifan still had that unruly look, but he had more stubble on his face, making him look a little sloppy, but it matched the scar on his face well, making him look a little rough.
Looking at his son, Su Zifan laughed and scolded: "Okay, he has grown a lot taller than the last time I left, and he looks stronger too."
Su Zhaoxin looked at his father, then turned to look at Hong Shiyi, feeling a little scared.
Su Zifan saw through it and scolded, "Don't worry, little brat! I can't bear to leave. I've been thinking about you and Wan'er all the way!"
While speaking, she reached out and pinched Su Zhaoxin's arms and legs, and then pinched his face, which still had a little baby fat, and then he laughed even more happily.
Hearing that he would not be beaten, Su Zhaoxin breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately said: "Wan'er went to the Imperial College to take care of her master. Her master is Mr. Yuan, who is very powerful. Even..."
At this point, Su Zifan nodded: "I know, I know everything about your mother, you and Wan'er."
As he spoke, Su Zifan lowered his voice and said, "I still remember that you, a stinky boy, went to a brothel yesterday!"
Su Zhaoxin blinked and looked at his father.
But just as he was about to speak, Su Zifan shrugged and said, "Explain it to your mother yourself, don't tell me."
When Su Zifan finished speaking, Hong Shiyi had already come to Su Zhaoxin. Although he didn't frown, he had a naturally serious face, so when Su Zhaoxin looked at his mother, he was a little scared.
However, Su Zhaoxin, who was sitting on the horse, looked at his mother and wanted to get off.
When Hong Shiyi saw this, he moved his hands, obviously wanting to pick up his son.
But Su Zhaoxin turned over and jumped down, then looked at his mother and called out, "Mom."
Su Zifan saw this and yelled, "Get on the horse! Did I ask you to get off?"
Su Zhaoxin turned his head and looked at Su Zifan: "Ah?"
Hong Shiyi also glared at Su Zifan.
Su Zifan immediately said, "Okay, okay, I was wrong to be mean to your son. I have no right to do that."
Hong Shiyi no longer looked at Su Zifan, but turned back to look at Su Zhaoxin.
Su Zhaoxin didn't understand what was going on, but seeing his mother looking at him with a stern gaze, Su Zhaoxin blinked.
looking into each other's eyes
Having not seen his son for five years, Hong Shiyi looked at his son and didn't know what to say. It seemed that none of the words he had thought of along the way could be said seriously to his son.
but.
What a big change.
When I left five years ago, I was so small. Has I grown this big in five years?
Oh, by the way, the letter said that everyone can box now.
My face used to be chubby, but now I have lost a lot of weight.
Thinking of this, Hong Shiyi reached out to touch his son.
When Su Zhaoxin saw his mother raise her hand, his heart skipped a beat and he closed his eyes involuntarily.
Although he didn't know what he had done to deserve a beating from his mother, he just had to be beaten. He had done a lot of things that deserved a beating in the past few years, mainly because he failed to protect Wan'er and sometimes made Wan'er cry, so he deserved a beating.
When Hong Shiyi saw Su Zhaoxin's look, her hand paused for a moment, but the next moment, she slowly moved her hand to the side of her son's cheek and gently stroked it. Her originally sharp eyes were full of tenderness at this moment.
Su Zhaoxin felt the tenderness on his cheek, was stunned for a moment, opened his eyes slightly, looked at his mother who was squatting down and looking at him tenderly, and blinked.
What to say?
Stranger!
I think my mother touched me like this five years ago.
but.
I've long forgotten what it felt like.
And now being touched like this
I don’t know how to describe this feeling.
but.
It feels so comfortable. Although my mother's hands are not as smooth as my aunt's and feel a little rough, it is more comfortable than when my aunt touches my face.
There are so many people who care about Su Zhaoxin and Su Wan'er, but none of them are their mothers, no matter how good they are.
Su Zhaoxin blinked his eyes, his nose felt sour for no reason, his eyes turned red again, his lips trembled, and he choked up: "Mom"
With a soft sound, Hong Shiyi was stunned for a moment, then responded with a smile: "Yeah."
Then he smiled, took Su Zhaoxin into his arms and picked him up.
The child has long forgotten what it feels like to be held by his mother.
Occasionally, when I see other children being held by their mothers, I would be lying if I said I wasn’t jealous, but I can’t say it, and I certainly can’t show it.
Firstly, I can’t let my aunt and the others see anything, otherwise they will worry again.
Another reason is because there is Wan'er. If I miss my mother, Wan'er will miss her too.
So, at night I would lie alone in bed and try hard to think about the scene of being hugged when I was a child, then try hard to recall that feeling, and then imagine myself being hugged.
But as time went by, I forgot all the feelings, I couldn't remember anything at all, and then all that was left was fantasy, watching other children being held by my mother, and then trying hard to pretend not to be envious.
And now.
Being hugged by his mother, Su Zhaoxin's eyes became even redder, tears were already welling up in his eyes, and he subconsciously hugged his mother.
Hug more and you won’t forget it.
Suddenly, the boy felt his tears flowing down, he quickly wiped them away, and then grinned.
Don’t cry!
I was about to cry, and Wan'er started crying!
So, he grinned, but his eyes were red.
When Hong Shiyi saw Su Zhaoxin like this, he couldn't help but hug him tighter.
As a mother, who doesn't want to hold her own child? Who hasn't imagined the scene of holding her own child?
Su Zifan saw the mother and daughter and tried not to look at them. He was old and very sentimental. He would cry if he saw them. And if that idiot saw them, he would be laughed at for the rest of his life!
However, Su Zifan was a little surprised when he saw Chen Xin standing up and smiling bitterly at him. This bastard is really strong. If I take that punch, I will have to lie down for at least half an hour. Wait, this bastard has reached the seventh rank in all these years? Damn it! He must have taken a shortcut!
On the other side, Su Liu and the others had all arrived at the gate of the mansion.
Although everyone was surprised by Chen Xin's disheveled appearance and puzzled by Hong Shiyi's attire, but seeing the appearance of the mother and daughter, everyone did not disturb them and just stood at the door and watched.
Hong Shiyi held Su Zhaoxin and walked towards the Su Mansion.
Su Zhaoxin said: "Mom."
Red Eleven: "Hmm?"
Su Zhaoxin: "Why aren't you wearing the general's armor today? I was thinking you would wear those."
Hearing this, Su Zifan, who was following behind with his horse, almost laughed out loud. He was truly remembering what his wife had worried about on the way here, and how she had specially made this outfit.
Hong Shiyi didn't answer, mainly because he didn't know how to answer.
But Su Zhaoxin didn't care whether his mother answered or not, and continued, "Mom, why do you smell so good? Did you put on rouge?"
Red Eleven paused, "Yeah."
Su Zifan tried hard to hold back his laughter.
Su Zhaoxin tried to smell it: "It smells really good! I'll write it down and tell my elder sister. My elder sister is good at writing. After I tell her, she'll write it down for me. This way, when you leave, I can look at those words and remember your smell."
Hearing this, Hong Shiyi paused, his eyes full of guilt.
Su Zifan also suddenly stopped smiling.
Hong Shiyi whispered, "I'm sorry."
Su Zhaoxin looked at his mother, not understanding what to say sorry for.
but suddenly
Su Zhaoxin remembered something and said, "Mom, put me down. I'm going to find Wan'er. Wan'er went to the Imperial College and didn't know you were coming back yet. She said she would be back at noon. That girl misses you and daddy so much."
Hong Shiyi said softly, "It's okay. I've already sent someone to tell Wan'er."
Su Zhaoxin said "Oh", then lowered his head, thought for a moment and said, "Mom, I'm sorry. You told me before that as a brother, I should protect my sister, but I haven't done it well in the past few years. Sometimes Wan'er still cries."
Su Zifan and Hong Shiyi were stunned when they heard this.
Before they left five years ago, they told Su Zhaoxin, "You are the older brother. Your parents are gone. You must take good care of your younger sister."
Su Zifan's nose felt sore. Damn it, who did this bastard take after? He's getting more and more sentimental!