Re-embroidering life

Qinghua, Yuhua, Yajing and Huixin rested, said goodbye to Jinlan, and left Chen's house without paying any more respects to the old lady, and went home. They all urgently needed to take a hot bath, change into clean clothes, and sleep soundly in their own beds.

After leaving Chen's house, Huixin pointed at a carriage at the door and said, "Isn't that our carriage?"

Qinghua looked in the direction of her fingertips and saw that it was indeed the Ji family's carriage, with a tall figure standing next to the carriage.

Ji Zimo?

Shui Qinghua subconsciously shrank back, but it was too late, Ji Zimo turned around and looked at them. He had obviously dressed carefully, wearing a turquoise robe with silver thread, a silver silk belt, smiling, and walked towards them.

When he was five steps away, he paused, looked Shui Qinghua up and down, the smile in his eyes disappeared, and his face was filled with disbelief.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Dong Yajing bowed slightly and called him Senior Brother. Ji Zimo then looked at her, and this look unconsciously revealed a bit of surprise. Dong Yajing couldn't stand it anymore. Knowing that her image was bad, she immediately said goodbye and walked towards her own carriage, dragging Yuhua away who was still unaware of the situation.

Shui Qinghua smiled awkwardly at Ji Zimo and asked softly, "Why are you here?"

Ji Zimo smiled and said, "You've been gone for seven days, and the children miss you so much." After that, he took her hand, helped her into the carriage, and sat down himself.

Huixin lowered her head and followed behind, sitting obediently on the shaft of the cart.

After pulling down the curtain, Ji Zimo could no longer pretend. Two small flames jumped out of his eyes and he asked, "What did you do in the past seven days? Why did you lose a lot of weight? Your eyes look like you were punched twice, and your hair is all messed up? Did someone force you to become a nun?"

"No, no!" Shui Qinghua waved her hands repeatedly, "We are just studying hair embroidery."

This reason did not appease Ji Zimo. "I support your ideals, but I didn't expect you to ruin your body like this! You are still recovering from illness. Are you willing to give up your life to treat your sister?"

Shui Qinghua was stunned, not knowing what expression to show on her face. She was not angry, but she was not used to it. Even if Ji Zimo was angry, he should be patient and restrained. He was best at the cold war, letting you figure out where you went wrong, instead of scolding you directly. This was destroying his image, as if a fallen immortal had fallen face down on the ground with a bang.

She still suspected that Ji Zimo had been replaced.

"What are you thinking about? Why don't you speak?" Ji Zimo became even more annoyed when he saw her wandering eyes.

"I'm not thinking about anything. I just want to sleep. I haven't slept for several days and nights." Shui Qinghua said honestly.

Ji Zimo felt distressed and angry, and gently pressed her head to his shoulder, "Then have a good sleep."

For the first time in two lives, she leaned on his shoulder, her body wrapped in his arms. This kind of intimacy made her very uncomfortable.

Ji Zimo was also a little uncomfortable. When he was with Qinghua, he always became different from himself. Things that he would not say or do before, he seemed to say and do subconsciously. But he did not regret it too much. It felt very novel and a little sweet.

He must have changed the core, Shui Qinghua thought, and then fell into a deep sleep.

After shaking for an unknown amount of time, Ji Zimo patted her lightly and said, "We're home."

It was inconvenient to pay respects to the old lady in this state, so the group went straight back to the third room. The two eldest daughters ran over: "Mother, mother, you are finally back!"

Seeing her daughter, Shui Qinghua was filled with longing and guilt. Just as she was about to hug the child, Ji Zimo stopped her, "Mom is tired, let her take a bath and rest first, and then you can hold her in the evening."

The daughters let go immediately, and Fei'er said obediently, "Sister Huixin looks very tired, you go and have a rest, Sister Lanxin and I will be here."

Shui Qinghua rubbed Fei'er's head approvingly.

After a nice bath, Lan Xin brought him a bowl of chicken noodle soup. Shui Qinghua didn't care about his image, ate it in two or three bites, then fell asleep and slept until dusk.

The two children lay anxiously beside their mother's bed, asking in a low voice, "Why hasn't mother woken up yet?"

Shui Qinghua woke up to the rustling sound. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw two pairs of big, rolling eyes. The children's eyes were clear, with a slight blue tint in the whites of their eyes. Their bright black pupils reflected their little mother.

"Mom is awake!" Fei'er and Rui'er climbed onto the bed and snuggled into their mother's arms. Shui Qinghua hugged them, and the three of them rolled around together, tickling each other and poking each other, laughing until they hiccuped.

The door was pushed open and Ji Zimo came in holding Ji Wei.

"Don't forget there is another one here. She misses her mother too." After saying that, Ji Zimo stuffed the swaddle into Shui Qinghua's arms without saying a word.

Shui Qinghua froze, her heart hit hard. She hadn't looked at Wei'er carefully for a long time. At this moment, she looked at the baby in her arms. This was Wei'er's face, Wei'er's nose, Wei'er's mouth, and a pair of eyes full of stars. This was Wei'er!

Suddenly, she felt that she had been wrong. It was not that Wei'er's body was occupied by someone else, but that Wei'er had gone through hardships and shed her former ignorance after reincarnation. She found her mother and continued to be reborn as her mother's daughter.

Wei'er came back with so much difficulty, but she has been deliberately ignoring her and ignoring her. Wei'er, can you forgive your mother?

A rope called guilt bound her heart, getting tighter and tighter. She was in so much pain that tears fell down on Wei'er's little face, and the tears slid down her delicate cheeks into her mouth. The baby smacked her lips a few times, her big eyes flickered, and suddenly she opened her toothless mouth and laughed. Shui Qinghua hugged Wei'er tightly to her chest and pressed her wet cheek against her little face.

Fei'er and Rui'er looked at their mother in surprise, not understanding what had happened. Ji Zimo didn't understand either, but he could see that she was sad. He walked forward, hugged his wife with one hand, and the other hand took the two children, and the family of five snuggled together tightly.

The next morning, the Chen family sent an invitation, saying that Old Madam Chen would hold a family dinner for the Dragon Boat Festival and invited the third branch of the Ji family to come to her house for a small gathering, and at the same time hold a formal apprenticeship ceremony.

"Become a disciple? Become a disciple of what?" Ji Zimo was puzzled.

Shui Qinghua found that she had forgotten to tell Ji Zimo about such a big thing. She told him proudly that he had just become a disciple, but she was already a master, and the one she accepted was the eldest granddaughter of the Chen family.

"My wife is so amazing. She will definitely be the top embroidery expert in the future!" Ji Zimo gave a thumbs up and was happy for his wife.

"Mom is the top scholar, the top scholar!" Rui'er shouted vaguely while eating snacks.

Shui Qinghua was naturally happy. She had originally just wanted to seek medical treatment for her sister, but she had unexpectedly turned it into re-learning the hair embroidery skills, collectively creating embroidery portraits, and finally taking in an apprentice. So many things happened in just seven days.

"As for the top scholar, I'm not even close to being the top scholar. I heard that all the best embroidery artists are in the south of the Yangtze River. I wonder if I'll have the chance to go there once in my lifetime?" Shui Qinghua thought with longing of the Jiangnan that Shen Xiuniang had described, a place where silk was everywhere and the city was full of brilliance.

"Of course there will be," Ji Zimo looked at her with great confidence, "In the future, we will travel around the world together and visit all the rivers and mountains."

"it is good."