Not long after, Yin Hui was sitting on the edge of the bed soaking her feet while holding the soup bowl in her hand and drinking the soup silently.
As her body warmed up, she also got drowsy, and after rinsing her mouth, Yin Hui got into the bed inside.
Jinzhan and Yinzhan put down the curtains, turned off the lights, and left quietly.
Suddenly, Wei Luo lifted the quilt on Yin Hui’s side and came over.
Yin Hui just got into his arms cooperatively. He knew that it was inconvenient those days, so he definitely had no other intentions.
Wei Luo held her shoulder with one hand, found her hand with the other, then touched her feet with his legs.
She had to go to various places to pay New Year’s greetings the next morning, so she couldn’t be sick.
Yin Hui understood what he meant and said sleepily, “Don’t worry, I’m fine, I’ve already drank ginger soup.”
Anyway, she had also practiced swordsmanship for several years, so she was not so delicate.
But Wei Luo said something irrelevant, “Next time when you watch the play, concentrate on listening to it, and stop whispering.”
Yin Hui bit her lip. Was he blaming her for her talk with Wei Ying?
That was right! Wei Luo didn’t like to make publicity, but her jokes with Wei Ying caused him to suffer ridicule from everyone.
“I was wrong, I won’t do it again next time,” Yin Hui closed her eyes and said, as she just wanted to end the topic and fall asleep quickly.
Sure enough, Wei Luo didn’t speak any more.
Yin Hui fell asleep quickly, not knowing when he would return to his bed.
Although she slept late, Yin Hui still woke up before dawn in the morning.
A big hand was pressed to her forehead suddenly, and he took it back after confirming that she didn’t have a fever.
In order to prove that she was not ill, Yin Hui sat up with a smile, and talked to him while dressing, “This is the first year after our Xiao Heng was born. Have you prepared any good luck money for him?”
Listening to her cheerful and full of energy voice, Wei Luo was completely relieved and nodded.
Xiao Heng also got up earlier than usual that morning, Yin Hui was still combing her hair, and Wei Luo was about to go out to have a look, when the wet nurse came over holding him. The little guy was wearing a red silk gown with a golden thread embroidered into a tiger’s head, which corresponded to that year’s zodiac.
The wet nurse saluted Wei Luo first, and then taught Xiao Heng, “Wu Lang, please pay New Year’s greetings to Father.”
Xiao Heng looked up at his father with his small face, and smiled so hard that his eyes crooked, “Stupid!”
Wei Luo also had a smile in his eyes. He took his son and sat down on the bed.
Xiao Heng’s eyes have already rushed to the mother who was still dressing up, “Cool! Cool!”
Yinzhan paused the movements of her hands so that Yin Hui could turn around and respond to her son, “Xiao Heng, be good. I will give you something good after I finish combing my hair.”
Xiao Heng just sat on his father’s lap and waited.
Wei Luo didn’t know what good things Yin Hui had prepared for her son. He saw her leave the dressing table, walk to the wardrobe, take out something and put it behind her back, and then bent over to tease Xiao Heng, “Would you like to guess?”
Brother Heng held his little hands and bowed to his mother. That was taught by the wet nurse in advance. The little guy had already made several bows to his father.
Yin Hui smiled, and took out a hollow tiger jar made of pure gold. The golden tiger was chubby, and the small tail curled up on its buttocks was actually the lid. When the lid was opened, it was empty inside, with only a piece of gold.
“Mother is giving Xiao Heng a treasure box. I’ll put all the New Year’s money that you receive today in it, and save it for you to use when you grow up. How about it?” Yin Hui shook the golden tiger to tease her son.
Xiao Heng hugged the golden tiger with both hands and gnawed on it.
Wei Luo was in a complicated mood.
Madam Yin was really the daughter of the richest merchant in Yandi, as the gifts prepared by her were “expensive”. Although he was a prince and grandson of the Emperor, he had never seen such a large piece of gold when he grew up. If the matter was spread, others would laugh at him.
It was just that such a golden and chubby tiger looked really cute and festive.
Most importantly, Xiao Heng liked it.
“Mother still needs to dress up. Xiao Heng, go to the front yard with Father first, your father also has gifts for you!” After teasing her son, Yin Hui said with a smile.
Wei Luo pursed his lips.
His gift was a red seal and a gold bracelet.
It was just a gold bracelet suitable for Xiao Heng…
Wei Luo looked at the two ears of the golden tiger.
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Xiao Heng: Father, your bracelet is not as big as my tiger’s ears!
Third Master: Giving gifts is all about feelings and thoughts, don’t learn this from your mother.
A long, long time later, when the third master celebrated his birthday, Xiao Heng gave his father a Chinese cabbage that he planted himself.