General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming Chapter 718: Little Seven Will Bring You Home

Chapter 718 - 718: Little Seven Will Bring You Home

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Su Xiaoxiao and the others returned to the inn.
Fu Su was not around. He had been sent to keep an eye on Crimson Moon Opera House. The poor kid did not know that it was a mistake and spent ten taels of silver to listen to the show.
The three little fellows plaved crazilv for the entire dav and fell asleep in the carriage. Su Xiaoxiao carried two and Xing’er carried one.
Ah Fu parked the carriage at the entrance of the inn and handed it to the waiter. He picked up a child from Su Xiaoxiao and the three of them went upstairs.
Xing’er took off Dahu’s clothes and placed them on the bed. She pulled the blanket over him. “Miss, I’ll call for hot water.”
“Okay.” Su Xiaoxiao put Erhu down and said to Ah Fu, “Give me Xiaohu. You’ve been tired all day. Go rest.”
“I’ll wait for Young Master,” Ah Fu said.
Su Xiaoxiao took off the two little fellows’ coats. “No need. I’ll wait for him.” “Yes.” Ah Fu hesitated, then went back to his room.
After the hot water was brought over, Su Xiaoxiao and Xing’er bathed the three children. Wei Ting was not back yet.
Su Xiaoxiao muttered, “Where… did this guy go?”
In Zhuge Qing’s room, Wei Ting successfully stayed behind with his wave after wave of troublemaking.
Not only that, but he had also pushed his luck and climbed into his brother’s bed.
If not for the fact that Zhuge Qing could not move his legs, he would have kicked him down.
Ah Yuan thoughtfully carried a stack of clean clothes over. “Young Master, the ground is cold. Change your clothes first.”
He dared to climb onto Sir’s bed after lying on the ground. Wasn’t he afraid of being beaten to death by Sir… Sir was obsessed with cleanliness.
“Oh, you’re so considerate.”
Wei Ting readily changed into Zhuge Qing’s clean clothes.
When the Wei family went to the border, he was only 17 years old. In his impression, he was not so tall. On the other hand, Wei Qing practiced martial arts, so his clothes were always too wide and long on Wei Ting.
But now…
“Second Brother, you’ve lost a lot of weight. Your clothes are too small for me.”
Wei Ting tied his belt and tightened it heavily.
Zhuge Qing remained silent.
He was only wearing his pajamas and his outer robe was set aside.
Zhuge Qing said, “Put on your robe.”
“No need. Young people are hot-tempered. I’m not cold!”
With that, he climbed onto the bed and sat cross-legged on the inside. He looked at Zhuge Qing without blinking. “Second Brother, take off your mask. Anyway, I already recognized you.”
Zhuge Qing said calmly, “No.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Ting took off his mask.
Zhuge Qing, who really wanted to beat him to death, was speechless.
Wei Ting actually wanted to see if his second brother’s appearance had changed. After all, his sixth brother was disfigured and his eldest brother had a tattoo on his face… Fortunately, his second brother still looked the same.
However, he had lost too much weight. It made one’s heart ache.
Second Brother and Eldest Brother were only a year apart, but because Eldest Brother was the eldest son and the heir of the Wei family, he had carried more burdens than the other brothers since he was young and had less time to himself.
Most of the younger brothers at home were taken care of by Second Brother.
Wei Ting and Sixth Brother were the youngest children in the family and were also the most mischievous. When they were teased and beaten up, they looked for Second Brother. When they got into trouble, they looked for Second Brother. When they hurt, they looked for Second Brother. Sometimes, he played hide-and-seek and Sixth Brother could not find him. He fell asleep where he hid. When he woke up, he would find himself lying on Second Brother’s back.
He still remembered that at dusk in the capital, the setting sun was orange-red, and the young man’s back was thin and warm.
He tilted his head and asked, “Second Brother, how did you find me?”
The young man smiled and said, “No matter where Little Seven is, Second
Brother can find him.”
“Second Brother, it’s Little Seven’s turn to look for you this time. Little Seven will bring you home.”
“Achoo!”
“Achoo!”
“Achoo!”
After sneezing three times in a row, Wei Ting successfully became a minor patient.
Ah Yuan brought in a brazier and a clean thick blanket.
Wei Ting wrapped himself in the blanket.
Not wearing a robe was his last bit of stubbornness! “Make a bowl of ginger soup,” Zhuge Qing instructed calmly.
“Yes.”
Ah Yuan went to boil a bowl of worm grass ginger soup.
Wei Ting sniffed and rejected proudly, “I won’t drink it without sugar.” Zhuge Qing looked at him coldly.
Wei Ting received his glare and said bitterly, “Second Brother, you were never so fierce in the past… Alright, you were.”
Under Zhuge Qing’s sharp gaze, Wei Ting obediently drank the ginger soup.
While getting up and handing the empty bowl to Ah Yuan, he secretly propped himself up on Zhuge Qing’s blanket. Zhuge Qing said calmly, “My leg is still there.” Wei Ting raised his hand again. Zhuge Qing said, “My right leg is also there.” Wei Ting quietly moved down again.
Zhuge Qing said, “Both feet are here.”
Wei Ting sat back on the bed without changing his expression.
“Ah Yuan, come here!”
As soon as Ah Yuan left the house, he saw Mei Ji waving at him at the end of the corridor.
He walked over with the empty bowl.
The assassin was also there, but he was good at hiding. Ah Yuan only realized it when he approached.
“Mei Ji,” Ah Yuan greeted.
Mei Ji said, “Let me ask you, who’s that person inside? What’s his relationship with Sir?”
Ah Yuan replied, “He’s the father of the previous triplets.”
Mei Ji waved her hand. “I know that. I saw it. I asked him what his surname was.”
Ah Yuan shook his head. “I’m not sure. I only heard him call himself Little
Seven.”
“Little Seven, what’s this name?” Mei Ji frowned and tapped her red lips with her fair fingertips. “What’s his relationship with Master?”
“He called Sir…” Ah Yuan shook his head again.” I can’t say. ”
Mei Ji glared at him. “Sir let him in openly and didn’t let avoid us. You can tell us.”
Ah Yuan thought about it and agreed. “I heard him call Sir Second Brother.”
Mei Ji was stunned. “Second… Second Brother?”
“Yes.” Ah Yuan nodded. “He even climbed into Sir’s bed wearing dirty clothes.
Sir didn’t kill him and even asked me to make ginger soup for him.”
“S-Sir… can you be so gentle to someone?” Mei Ji bit the small handkerchief and was on the brink of tears. “I really want to be treated gently by you.” The assassin glanced at her speechlessly.
Mei Ji finally thought of something and suddenly took three steps back. She looked at the assassin in fear and said, “You’re finished. You’re dead. You almost killed Sir’s brother!”
The assassin was confounded. “Didn’t you ask me to kill him?”
As they spoke, there was a low knock on the door.
Wei Ting looked at his leg under the blanket and asked, “Second Brother, what happened to your legs?”
“Nothing,” Zhuge Qing said calmly. “You should leave.”
Wei Ting said, “Don’t chase me away. Second Brother, I haven’t stayed long enough. We haven’t seen each other for so long. Don’t you have anything to say to me?”
Zhuge Qing thought for a moment. “You’re very noisy.”
Wei Ting was speechless.
Wei Ting had made up his mind to stay until the end today. Otherwise, if his second brother’s psychological defense was built tomorrow morning, he might reject him again.
He grabbed Zhuge Qing’s sleeve and pursed his lips as he shook it. He said aggrievedly, “Why are you chasing me away? Am I still the Little Seven you dote on the most?”
Su Xiaoxiao came to look for Wei Ting. Just as she reached the door, she saw such an unusual scene with her husband. She asked in a daze, “Wei Ting?” Wei Little Seven froze..