My son sleeps lightly

Xiao Chong made the bed on the floor, then went out with a candlestick, "Second Young Master, I heard some voices outside, go out and have a look."

"Sound?" Ye Lan frowned, "Something like a wild cat."

"Maybe, but we'll have to see."

"Okay," Ye Lan yawned, and got into the quilt sideways, "Then I'll go to sleep first."

"Ah."

Xiao Chongduo took a look at Ye Lan, walked out, and closed the door gently again.

He came to the stone table in the courtyard, took out the handkerchief and letter paper from before, put the handkerchief aside, unfolded the letter paper, and there were not many words inside, "Brother, June 12th, mother's birthday, Yuren Fangxiu Street No. [-]."

Xiao Chong's hands couldn't help trembling, and his mother was there too, so he blinked to get rid of the wetness in his eyes.

Nothing can describe the ecstasy in his heart.

After so many years, he will finally see his mother again.

What kind of clothes should he wear and what kind of gift should he bring? He kept thinking about it, clenched his fists and then straightened them. After several times, he finally calmed down and let out a long breath.

He memorized every word on the letter in his heart, then lifted the paper, lit it on the candle, and put it on the ground when it was about to burn out, watched the black dust and carefully put it away, hiding it under the plants in the yard in the soil.

After doing everything well, he went back to the house.

At this time Ye Lan was still asleep, she closed her eyes tightly and asked, "Is it a wild cat?"

"Well, I ran fast and didn't catch it."

"Don't worry about them, recently Taohua said that there is a little girl in the family who has been feeding the leftovers, so there are more and more."

"That's it."

The corner of Ye Lan's mouth raised, "Your information is not good enough."

"I usually don't care much about the little girls in the house."

"Hey," Ye Lan wrinkled the tip of her nose, "Are you making fun of the Second Young Master?"

Xiao Chong smiled lightly, put the candlestick back to its original position, said nothing more, and began to take off his coat. Every time he took off one piece, he folded it neatly and placed it next to the pillow.

Hearing the voice, Ye Lan felt at ease, as if everything could be resolved smoothly, he leaned sideways, facing Xiao Chong, "You think my father wouldn't do such outrageous things, right?"

"I don't think so," Xiao Chong replied, "Even if it is true, there must be a reason for it."

"I think so."

Ye Lan's eyes were opened, and he looked at Xiao Chong's undressed figure from the dim candlelight, "But don't ask, I feel uneasy."

"Forget it now," Xiao Chong finally lay down, "Master and Madam are all asleep."

"Ah."

Xiao Chongping was lying down, staring at the roof, he suddenly felt that the carvings on the beams were very lifelike and vivid, and after a while, "Second Young Master, I am very happy today."

"Hey," Ye Lan closed her eyes again, "Because it's fun to go to the shop?"

"A bit."

"That's great, I want to go with you too, but the teacher gave me a policy topic today, and I have to finish it tomorrow."

"is it hard?"

"It's not difficult." Ye Lan giggled twice, maybe he was about to fall asleep, his voice always sounded like something was in his mouth, "There is nothing that can trouble your second young master."

"Too."

Ye Lan pursed her lips, thinking she was mocking herself, he stretched out his feet from the quilt, moved his body to the side of the bed, kicked Xiao Chong's body suddenly, and then retracted immediately.

Xiao Chong was helpless, "Second Young Master..."

"Asleep! I can't hear you!" Ye Lan hurriedly retreated into the bed, covering her head with a quilt, her attitude was very resolute and rascal.

Xiao Chong wanted to laugh inexplicably, if he brought Ye Lan to his mother, would his mother like him?

You should like it.

He gradually closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

……

"Quick! Little master, hurry up!" The big man covered his face and pushed Xiao Chong out of his sleep. He was almost sitting up while being carried, and the big man carried him on his shoulders, "Quick!"

He barely opened his eyes and looked around, and at the same time saw his mother running towards him, holding his little brother who could only cry in her arms.

Mother put another coat on Xiao Chong's back, "Don't be afraid, uncles will do as they say."

Xiao Chong nodded, and grabbed the big man's collar tightly.

"If you don't move, it will be too late!" Another person said, "The officers and soldiers will be here soon."

"Okay!" The others said together.

Xiao Chong was sitting in the galloping carriage, and his mother was coaxing his crying brother nervously, "Mother, where are we going?"

Xiao raised her head, the tears in her eyes rolled half a circle, "Mother doesn't know," but she quickly recovered the instinct of a mother, "But Mother will always be with you."

"Oh." Xiao Chong didn't say any more, looking out from the small window in the carriage, including the driver in front, a total of eight people followed them, all bowed their waists, and galloped on horseback.

No one talks, they just keep going.

The younger brother gradually calmed down and began to sleep soundly, but Xiao Chong couldn't close his eyes no matter what. He greedily looked at the scenery outside the window, and he had a deep premonition that he might never see the scenery at this time again.

He could see it from the dignified faces of those who were guests at home a few days ago.

First, Teacher Yuan, who taught him poetry and calligraphy, returned to his hometown inexplicably, then his father stayed in the mansion more and more, and then his little aunts married off one by one, and now...

He didn't know what would happen in the future, but he still persuaded himself to think in a good direction.

The teacher said that as long as you behave properly, everything will only get better and better.

But the reality is not like that.