General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming Chapter 753: Warmth

Chapter 753 - 753: Warmth

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Wei Xiyue leaned softly in her father’s arms and revealed half of her head from her cloak. She looked at Madam Chen, who was lying on the ground for some reason. “Third Aunt.’
Madam Chen raised her head with difficulty from the pit she had smashed. She looked at Wei Xiyue, who definitely did not look like she had been kidnapped, and then at Wei Qing, who was carrying Wei Xiyue. She was stunned on the spot in disbelief.
Madam Wei walked down the steps in a daze. The cold wind almost blew her down. She walked to the center of the courtyard step by step and did not dare to go forward, as if she was afraid that all of this was a dream. If she walked too close, she would wake up from the dream.
She found her voice with difficulty. “Qing’er… is that you?”
A smile appeared on Wei Qing’s weak and pale face. “It’s me, Mother. I’m back.” The word ‘mother’ made Madam Wei’s nose sting and hot tears flowed out.
She turned around and raised her head, trying to force the tears back into the corners of her eyes. Bean-sized tears fell down her cold face like broken beads.
She did not wail and only cried silently. She quickly wiped her tears with her hand, but more and more tears fell.
Wei Qing looked at her, who had also lost too much weight. Her tears were like hot iron that smashed into his heart.
“Mother…
He held back the lump in his throat. “Qing’er is unfilial.”
Madam Wei finally couldn’t hold it in anymore. She wiped the tears off her face and pounced over to hug him and Wei Xiyue. “It’s good that you’re back… It’s good that you’re back…”
Wei Xiyue was sandwiched in the middle and could not move. She could only roll her eyes and correct her. “Xiyue planted Daddy.”
This was the second time Wei Qing had heard her words tonight. He could not help but take it seriously.
Madam Wei was originally crying fiercely, but she was caught between laughter and tears by her words. She reluctantly let go and stroked her son’s pale face. She turned around to look at the small pit in the courtyard that had just been watered and told him about Wei Xiyue planting his clothes on her birthday.
“She comes to water it every day. In the morning, at night, even when she wakes up in the middle of the night.”
Wei Qing was enlightened. No wonder when he first saw her, she was squatting on the ground with a kettle. It turned out that she was watering “him”.
Wei Xiyue looked up at him, her face filled with eagerness for praise.
Wei Qing hugged her with one hand and held her cold feet with the other. He lowered his head and smiled gently. “Xiyue is really amazing.”
Wei Xiyue also felt that she was amazing.
She did not doubt why her father did not come out of the pit. He must have grown out when she went to get water. Then, her father went outside to look for her.
She happily completed her own logic and snuggled into her father’s arms, enjoying his warmth.
Madam Wei looked at her expression of enjoyment after her wish was fulfilled and her heart softened. She touched her forehead and said, “Let’s go in. It’s cold outside. Xiyue is sick.”
Wei Qing nodded. He had felt it just now. The little girl’s body was hot.
He turned to look at the ground at the side. “Third Sister-in-law, can you get up?
As soon as these words were spoken, Madam Wei was stunned. She suddenly remembered that she had been too busy acknowledging her son and had forgotten about her daughter-in-law.
She blushed with shame and hurriedly went to help Madam Chen.
Click.
Madam Chen said in pain, “Mother, you stepped on my hand.”
Madam Wei was speechless.
Madam Chen had a strong physique and could be the most resistant sandbag under Qin Canglan. It was fine if she fell; when she got up, she would be a good man again!
She stood up quickly.
Wei Qing asked softly, “Third Sister-in-law, are you alright?”
Madam Chen patted the dust and picked up the red tassel spear. “Oh, I’m fine, but you have to inform me first next time.”
Wei Qing smiled and agreed. Then, he said, “Fourth Sister-in-law and Fifth Sister-in-law probably have something on.”
“Aiya, I forgot about them!”
Wei Qing’s return could be said to have thrown everyone into chaos. Be it Madam Wei or Madam Chen, he had caught them off guard.
Madam Chen flashed out.
Mei Ji, Madam Lan, and Madam Jiang had entered a crazy state. Their weapons
—the Thousand Opportunities Fan, the Nine-section Whip, and the Cold Light Sword—were thrown aside. They used the most primitive killing move— pulling hair.
Mei Ji slashed the ground with each hand and pushed the two of them away. Madam Lan and Madam Jiang waved their claws crazily at her.
The three of them were pulled out of their pain masks.
Mei Ji had killed countless people. This was the most embarrassing battle she had ever fought.
Wasn’t it the same for Madam Lan and Madam Jiang?
There were so many hairs on the ground, almost all of them belonged to them, okay?
Madam Chen looked at the three of them who were fighting without any regard for self-image and was stunned. She advised them in a few words, “Stop fighting. We’re all on the same side.”
Madam Jiang gritted her teeth and said, “Who’s on her side? She’s clearly an assassin!”
Mei Ji shouted, “You’re the assassin!”
Madam Chen scratched her head and said, “It’s true. Fourth Sister-in-law,
Fifth Sister-in-law, she’s Second Brother’s subordinate. We are Second Brother’s sisters-in-law. If you don’t believe me, you can ask Second Brother yourself.”
Madam Jiang endured the pain in her scalp and pulled Mei Ji with all her might. “Third Sister-in-law, don’t lie. How can she be Second Brother’s subordinate? I’ve never seen her beside Second Brother—Wait, Third Sister-in-law, what did you say just now?”
Madam Chen nodded and said calmly, “I said, let you ask Second Brother yourself. Second Brother is back. He’s in Mother’s courtyard.”
Madam Jiang and Madam Lan decisively let go.
Mei Ji grabbed the two of them again.
It was never too late for Mei Ji to take revenge!
Madam Chen looked at the saber lights on the roof. “Baili Chen, stop fighting.”
Baili Chen put away his sword.
The assassin Iso put away his saber.
Bai Lichen said calmly, “That’s all for today. We’ll continue next time.” The assassin said expressionlessly, “I’ll accompany you to the end.”
Madam Wei wanted to push Wei Qing’s wheelchair in, but the threshold was too high to push it up.
Wei Qing said, “Mother, there are wooden boards below.”
Madam Wei realized that he was referring to the bottom of the wheelchair. She squatted down and took out the wooden board, unfolded it, and laid it on the threshold.
“Let me do it, Madam!” Ping’er hurriedly said.
“No need. I’ll do it.”
Madam Wei insisted on pushing Wei Qing’s wheelchair into Wei Xiyue’s room.
Madam Wei wanted to ask him what was wrong with his leg, but she held back in front of Wei Xiyue.
The charcoal in the house made it warmer than outside.
Ping’er brought a cloak over for Madam Wei. Madam Wei put it on and said to Wei Qing, “It’s too late. We won’t disturb your grandmother tonight. We’ll see her tomorrow morning.”
“Okay,” Wei Qing agreed.
Wei Xiyue refused to come down from Wei Qing’s arms. Madam Wei could not do anything to her and could only ask Ping’er to get water to wipe her dirty face and hands.
She shook her head and threw herself into Wei Qing’s arms.
Madam Wei was so angry that she laughed. “As soon as Daddy came back, you threw a tantrum. I’ve never seen you like this in the past.”
Wei Qing smiled and took the towel. He carefully wiped the mud on Wei Xiyue’s face and hands. After wiping her hands and face, he wiped her small feet. Wei Xiyue was no longer sleepy and looked at him with wide watery eyes.
Wei Qing gently placed his forehead on hers.
He had left her at such a young age. He was so afraid that she would forget him and that she would not be close to him again.
Wei Xiyue was a quiet child most of the time. She did not dance and jump around the house. She did not even say much.
She sat on Wei Qing’s lap and leaned against his chest, crossing her feet.
Wei Qing only hugged her and felt his heart fill.
“Mother, where’s Wanwan?” he asked..