Farming and reading lady

Just when the brother and sister were working hard to learn various knowledge and etiquette, they received the news that their parents were coming. They were very happy. Although the teacher and the teacher's wife took good care of them and the servants in the mansion treated them as real masters and ladies, their longing for their family could never be replaced.

Estimating the time, the brother and sister would sit in the carriage and wait for several hours at the city gate these days. One day, after waiting for nearly an hour, Gu Xixian opened the curtain again and looked out. From a distance, he saw a carriage with the Mingyue Pavilion logo slowly approaching from outside the city. Gu Xixian excitedly pulled his brother's sleeve, his voice trembling a little: "Brother, brother, look, it's the Mingyue Pavilion's carriage, Dad and Mom must be inside, let's go quickly."

After saying that, without waiting for Gu Xihao's reaction, she jumped down by holding the handrail of the car and almost tripped over her skirt.

Gu Xihao quickly supported her and said helplessly: "Dad and mom are here and they won't run away, go slowly."

Gu Xixian waved her hands nonchalantly, picked up her skirt and ran towards the city gate, shouting, "Dad, Mom, Dad, Mom, my brother and I are here to pick you up."

Who else could that clear, tender and melodious voice be but their baby Xian? Gu Lieqi opened the curtain faster than Du Xianniang and jumped out of the car being inspected. His little girl, his beloved little girl, he missed her so much. Seeing his daughter running towards him, Gu Lieqi almost burst into tears, and he tried so hard to hold back his tears that his eyes turned red.

Du Xianniang came out soon after. Although she was not as excited as her husband, her eyes were also red. Her children had been away from home for a long time. As a mother, how could she not be worried about them?

Gu Xixian ran into his father's arms, rubbed his face in his arms and said, "Dad, you are finally here. I missed you so much."

He pulled A Niang's hand and hugged her, then pounced on her and sniffed deeply, smiling foolishly: "A Niang's smell."

Du Xianniang was amused and asked: "What does my mother smell like? Is it fragrant or smelly?"

"Smells good, smells good. My mother smells the best." After praising his mother, Gu Xixian did not forget to be fair: "My father smells good too."

Gu Liqi smiled widely.

Gu Xihao arrived a step later and saw the family of three hugging each other. His father was smiling like a fool. So, in the eyes of his parents, there was only their daughter.

Looking at the crowd of people waiting at the city gate, he said helplessly: "Dad and Mom, look, the people behind us are blocked by us. This is not good. How about we hug them after we go home?"

Du Xianniang raised her sleeves, wiped her eyes a little embarrassedly, and pulled her husband: "Okay, let's leave here first."

Gu Lieqi wiped her face, quickly held her daughter and stood aside, then thanked the leader of the Mingyue Pavilion team, and the family walked towards Gu Xixian's carriage. The driver had already followed Gu Xihao and lifted the curtain to say to them, "Master and Madam, Master and Miss, please get in the carriage quickly. My wife has been waiting at home these days."

"Thank you, Mrs. Lao, you are so concerned about me." Du Xianniang said gratefully.

The Tong family's carriage slowly left. In a restaurant near the city gate, the middle-aged man said to the young man beside him, "What do you think of those people?"

"We are not close friends, so I have no right to comment. Judging from the surface, there is nothing special about him." The boy said coldly. Don't blame him for saying this, he is really too outstanding. He has a handsome face, sword-like eyebrows, flying temples, a straight nose, and his eyes are like the vast stars. He deserves to be called a "beautiful boy"!

The middle-aged man nodded without saying much. His son was right. Since they were not close friends, he would not comment.

Gu Xixian felt like she was being followed. She looked up and around, but found nothing. She shook her head and ignored it, thinking that she might be overthinking.

"What a perceptive little girl." The middle-aged man praised and closed the window with his son.