Quick Wear: The female supporting role makes a comeback by giving birth to a child

"Eh!"

Mrs. Xin naturally agreed.

This is her son, of course she feels sorry for him.

Mrs. Xin curled her lips and went to the kitchen reluctantly.

The mother-in-law will order her around!

Why don’t you let the third son’s wife cook?

If the other members of the Xin family knew what she was thinking, they would definitely hold her down immediately:

"Stop! They still want to live a few more days!"

When Xin Yuanfang heard that there was a new cousin at home, he was very interested.

When he came to the room and saw Xiao Ting, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes:

"This child is really good-looking."

Ever since Xiao Ting woke up, little Xin Zhixia always likes to stick to him.

Hearing what his big brother said, the little guy laughed:

"Isn't it great? This is my brother! He's the best!"

Xiao Ting has become tired of hearing this little kid calling him "brother" these days.

His family corrected him at first.

But the little guy was determined to do this and would not change his mind.

The family had no choice but to let him go.

"Your name is Xiao Ting, right? From now on, treat this place as your home and don't feel restrained." Xin Yuanfang said with a smile.

Xiao Ting nodded: "Thank you, brother."

The family was happily eating. Xiao Ting offered to help wash the dishes, but the Xin family disagreed:

"A-Ting, although you can get out of bed now, your body is not fully recovered yet, so you can't do strenuous exercise. When you are fully recovered, there will be plenty of work for you to do at home, so don't worry."

This child is so well-behaved and sensible that it makes people feel heartbroken.

After spending these days together, the Xin family liked him more and more.

Xiao Ting had no choice but to be pulled by Xin Zhixia to sit on the bench and watch him play in the mud.

As the days passed, Xiao Ting's health got better and better, and he gradually recovered.

He quickly adapted to the new environment.

I started learning to do some farm work within my ability, hoping to share some of the housework for the Xin family.

On this day, Xiao Ting taught his three younger brothers to read as usual.

Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves came from far away.

Many families in the village poked their heads out curiously.

It is autumn now.

The weather is starting to get cooler.

Even though several months have passed, the sounds of swords and sabers that night still terrify everyone in Xiayan Village.

Even the newly settled refugees heard about this and were equally frightened.

It was a group of young kids, who were not very old and were at the age when they were fearless.

One by one, they ran out of the house with their short legs, and stretched their heads out curiously.

Soon, a gorgeous carriage was seen slowly approaching from a distance, and then stopped in front of the Xin family at the entrance of the village.

There were a few strong men on horseback following behind the carriage.

"Carriage! Wow!"

The children's exclamations came one after another.

The gatekeeper in the yard also saw this beautiful carriage.

Everyone came out curiously and watched from a distance.

The car door opened and a middle-aged man in elegant clothes got out.

The strong men also dismounted one by one.

Someone from the Xin family also came out at this time.

It was Xin Ersao who loved to watch the fun.

Seeing the carriage stop in front of her house, Mrs. Xin was surprised and excited.

With her shrewd eyes, she looked the middle-aged man in front of her up and down.

She was wearing fine silk, with a bulging purse around her waist, and the jade pendant, which looked very beautiful.

This is a rich man!

Mrs. Xin immediately came over with a smile on her face:

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

The middle-aged man naturally saw the flattery in Xin Ersao's eyes.

He was already used to such looks.

But he still bowed politely:

"Excuse me, is this Xin Sanlang's home?"

"Yes, yes, yes! However, my third son is not at home right now. He has gone to the county government office. If you have something to do, why don't you go in and wait? I'll ask my head of the family to call someone for you?"

The middle-aged man waved his hand: "No need. I'm here to pick up my master."

Xin Ersao was puzzled: "Your master? Who is he?"

Are there any wealthy people in their small village?

She didn't guess it was Xiao Ting at all.

But Xiao Ting in the yard had already recognized the middle-aged man's voice.

After he recovered, he asked Xin Sanlang to help deliver the message.

He stopped and let his three younger brothers study first, and he walked to the gate of the courtyard: "Uncle Lin."

The middle-aged man showed surprise in his eyes, and immediately walked over and knelt down:

"I am late! I am sorry for causing Your Highness to suffer!"

Xiao Ting shook his head and reached out to help the man up:

"Uncle Lin, please get up. This is not your fault. I'm fine now. Nothing happened. Uncle Lin, don't blame yourself."

The little boy put one hand behind his back.

Although he is not tall, his every move exudes a natural nobility.

The people outside also saw this scene and heard the conversation between the two.

Everyone couldn't help but gasp:

"This young man is the child of a rich family?! Didn't Xin's family say that this child is the nephew of your third family?"

Mrs. Xin laughed and didn't answer.

How dare she say such nonsense?

What's more, it's obvious that this man is either rich or noble.

Then Xiao Ting’s identity is naturally even more valuable.

His own family saved him, so he would definitely not treat them unfairly.

She is not stupid!

At this time, how can I say anything extra? !

The middle-aged man stood up with a smile:

"It's good that everything is fine. It's good that everything is fine. Those people have been cleared out by His Majesty...your father. Your Highness, are you going back with me now?"

Xiao Ting lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head and said firmly:

"Uncle Lin, I can't go back with you yet. Grandma Xin and her family have been kind to me, and I want to repay them. And..."

He motioned to Uncle Lin to lower his head and whispered a few words in his ear.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I understand. This is a letter your father wrote to you."

Xiao Ting took the letter, opened it and started reading.

The handwriting in the letter was vigorous and powerful, revealing his father's longing and guilt for him between the lines.

After reading the letter, Xiao Ting's eyes became moist:

"Father, is mother okay?"

Uncle Lin nodded:

"Your father has recovered now, but the doctor said that he still needs to be taken good care of. Your mother heard about you... and couldn't sleep at night and fell ill. However, after receiving your news, she gradually got better. When I came out, she was no longer in danger. Your Highness, don't worry."

"Okay. I'll have to trouble Uncle Lin to write a letter to my father to inform him of this matter. Then I'll ask my father to give me instructions on how to deal with this matter."

"Yes!"

Uncle Lin bowed in agreement.

"I will be staying at Xin's house these days. The yard next door is still empty, so Uncle Lin can live there with his family first."

Uncle Lin responded again.

Xiao Ting took him to see the village chief and bought the yard next to the Xin family.

The group moved in directly.

Yang Sanniang and several other women were in the house at this moment, busy making winter clothes for the family.

When they heard someone talking, they all came out.

However, the man was talking to Xiao Ting, so they didn't go up to disturb him.

When the man was about to leave, Xiao Ting introduced the two parties to each other and left with Uncle Lin.

Now the family consists of the elderly, the weak, women and children, so it is really not suitable to entertain guests.