As the Double Ninth Festival passes, the coolness of autumn becomes more and more obvious, which is when it is noon, which makes people feel a little hot.

Before, the people from the Shadowless Sect always asked the ice to be used.

However, it is not as comfortable as natural coolness.

I stopped to camp for a few days along the way and picked mushrooms like the time I had before, but the team was not moving very quickly.

Whenever there are exquisite and good places on the road, Xue Wenyu will still order people to stop and stay with his wife for some time.

When Brother Hui received the news that he saw his mother and father's convoy under the sunset, Brother Hui immediately rushed over.

Several ministers behind him looked at it and opened their mouths, but no one reminded him to stop him.

They all quickly followed and went to greet each other.

Brother Hui's eyes were only staring at the largest and most luxurious carriage. The ministers behind him were attracted by the row of carriages in the team.

How come there are many more carriages than when I left? And they are all full.

What's hanging on the carriage? Why does it seem that there is still corn?

When they got closer and saw the things on the carriage behind them, almost all the ministers were dumbfounded.

On those carriages, bundles of herbs, bunches of mushrooms that have been hung up, corn of all sizes, and wheat of varying lengths.

The ministers looked at each other. Is this the autumn harvest returned? Or is it the people of Yudong who gave it to thank for their life-saving grace?

Giving this is too, too real!

For a moment, the ministers didn't know what to say.

I have never seen any of them before. When officials who went out returned to Beijing, they were all mixed with agricultural products.

At this time, Brother Hui called out his father and mother outside the carriage and then got into the carriage.

"Mother, you are back, don't you miss your son?" Brother Hui entered the carriage, squeezed between his mother and father, reached out to take his mother's arm, and acted coquettishly.

Xue Wenyu shook his head speechlessly, and was not willing to scold the child for his rashness. He moved to the side helplessly.

"I have never seen you like this when I returned from a long journey for my father." After moving away, Xue Wenyu couldn't help but say something.

Brother Hui turned his head and looked at his father, and smiled. "Father, the child always thought this way, but the child didn't dare. Father, the child is telling the truth. If the father married another woman, the child would still not dare to do this now."

After hearing the child's words, Xue Wenyu reached out to pat his little shoulder.

The child is right. The more wealthy the family, especially those with status, they are very strict in their education and behavior of their children.

Brother Hui was lucky to meet such a very special and unique mother, and she could express her innocence without any worries in front of her.

"Mother, look at your son." Brother Hui turned his head again and said to his mother.

"My son has lost weight." Mu Yingbao's eyes just saw the child, and his heart began to hurt.

When Brother Hui heard this, he nodded quickly, "Yes, mother, great-grandfather and others said so."

"What's so strange about being thin? You are the king of a country now. If you have to worry about a country, you will be lazy and slick." Xue Wenyu knew what the child wanted to express, but he said it on purpose.

"Mother." Brother Hui pouted with his mother and looked at his mother with aggrieved look.

"Well, I know why my son is thin because he misses his father and mother, right?" Mu Yingbao looked at the child's thin face and his eyes turned red.

I have always thought about taking the opportunity to exercise my child and let him adapt to the days when they are not around.

However, unexpectedly, the child lost weight after only more than a month of separation.

Mu Yingbao suddenly felt that his heart was really cruel, and this child was not as strong as he thought.

When I just got into the car, the child's eyes were obviously wet, but the child forced his tears back.

Brother Hui did not deny it and nodded vigorously. "When my son went to court during the day, it was a little better, but once he was on duty, he couldn't help but miss you. He wanted to run out to find you several times.

But if you really do that, I am afraid that you will be disappointed with your son and will be embarrassed by you." At this point, Brother Hui still sobbed and lowered his head.

Mu Yingbao reached out and gently lifted the child's chin, let him look at him, and said softly, "Silly son, no matter what you do, your father and I will not be disappointed, nor will you feel that you are embarrassing us. You, the civil and military officials of the country, are the king of a country. But to us, you are just our children.

If you do something wrong, we will punish you, scold you, and may hit you. But you will not be disappointed in you, and you will not feel that you have lost our people. Remember?"

Brother Hui could no longer hold back his tears, and he fell down and pounced into Mu Yingbao's arms.

Xue Wenyu was startled and wanted to reach out to stop him before he could see that his wife had already hugged the child and patted him on the back gently.

Mu Yingbao also warned himself with his eyes that he would not speak.

OK OK OK, Xue Wenyu was helpless and had to turn around and stop looking at the mother and the other two.

No matter how young she is, she is still the king of a country, but in front of her, she cries and acts spoiled with tears!

Xue Wenyu couldn't help but recall that when he was like Brother Hui, he was already very independent.

Even when I was practicing martial arts, I was covered in injuries, and even when I saw my father and that woman ‘love’, I felt uncomfortable and missed my mother, I never shed a single tear.

But if my mother was still alive at that time, would she be wronged and hurt? Will she be like Brother Hui in front of her?

"Mother, isn't your son very unpromising?" Brother Hui cried in his mother's arms, but he didn't dare to cry out loud, for fear that the people outside the carriage would hear it. After a while, he looked up and asked embarrassedly.

Mu Yingbao pulled the veil and gently wiped the child's tears; "How many times do you want me to say it so that you won't ask such stupid questions again? No matter if you are ten years old, or twenty years old in the future, thirty or fifty years old, you can always laugh when you are happy and cry when you are sad."

Brother Hui heard what his mother said, as if he had taken a pill of reassurance, and there were tears in his eyes, but he laughed.

Xue Wenyu, who looked at the curtains of the car, listened to the conversation between the mother and the mother, shook his head helplessly again, and involuntarily thought about the scene where Brother Hui was in his thirties or fifties, and threw his crown into his wife's arms and cried. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but thrust.

At that time, even if this child really dared to do that, then as a father, he would not have spoiled him as much as he is now...
Chapter completed!