Rebirth: The Fourth Lady Wants to Lie Down

As night fell, the mansion was brightly lit, creating a warm and peaceful atmosphere. Nanny Su was busy shuttling between the kitchen and the dining room, preparing a table of delicious dishes. Each dish contained her joy and anticipation for the return of Madam Yi Ya and Master Hong Hui.

On the table, there are steamed sea bass, braised lion's head, emerald tofu soup...all of them are the favorites of the mother and son. The air is filled with tempting aroma, making people salivate.

In Master Honghui's study, the flickering candlelight illuminates his focused face. The tip of his pen jumps on the paper, leaving behind lines of neat handwriting, which is his unremitting pursuit of knowledge.

However, the desire for my mother's return in my heart was like a surging tide that was difficult to suppress.

Finally, as the last stroke fell, he gently closed the book, an unconcealable smile bloomed on his face, and he silently said in his heart: "Mother, it's great to be back."

After quickly packing his clothes, Honghui almost ran to the room where Yiya was.

The door was gently pushed open, and what came into view was Yi Ya bending over to check the luggage, with Nanny Su assisting her. The scene was peaceful and warm.

"Mother, I'm back!" Honghui's voice was filled with joy, interrupting Yiya's thoughts.

Yi Ya looked up at the voice, her eyes full of tenderness and love. She smiled softly and said, "Honghui, have you finished your homework? Come and see how our things are prepared for our return to Beijing."

Honghui approached, looked around the slightly messy scene in the house, and asked curiously: "Mother, what are you busy with? Are you going to take these away?"

"Yes, we are going back to Beijing." Yi Ya said while stroking Hong Hui's head, "Have you packed your things? Don't leave anything behind."

"Don't worry, mother, I have packed my things long ago."

Honghui answered straightforwardly, then lowered his head shyly, "Actually, mother, I miss home a little."

Yi Ya felt a warm current in her heart when she heard this. She pulled Hong Hui over and asked him to sit next to her. She said gently, "Mother, you know that we will be able to return to that home full of laughter soon. Then, you can go play with your friends and study in your favorite bamboo forest."

The two chatted like this, talking about everything from childhood fun to their aspirations for the future, and time seemed to slow down at this moment.

Suddenly, an inopportune sound broke the silence - Honghui's stomach growled. His cheeks immediately turned red and he lowered his head shyly.

Seeing this, Yi Ya couldn't help laughing and quickly stood up: "Look at me, I was so busy talking that I forgot you haven't eaten yet. Madam Su, please serve the dinner quickly, Honghui is starving."

Nanny Su came over and swiftly placed delicious dishes on the table. The steam from the food rose up, interweaving with the laughter in the room, forming a warm and beautiful picture.

It was late at night, and the moonlight was like a silk thread, filling the entire courtyard. Honghui stood by the dining table, his eyes sparkling with surprise, looking at the table full of carefully prepared dishes that were all his favorites. The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, and his heart was filled with happiness.

He turned to look at his mother, his eyes full of gratitude and joy.

Yi Ya looked at her son's innocent smile with a smile on her face, her heart filled with tenderness.

She gently picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice lotus root with attractive color and fragrant aroma, put it in Honghui's bowl, and said gently: "Here, this is your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice lotus root, try it, how does it taste?"

Honghui took the dish handed over by his mother, a touch of emotion flashed in his eyes, and he quickly thanked her: "Thank you, mother, you are so kind!"

After saying that, he couldn't wait to taste it. The soft, sweet taste instantly melted in his mouth, making him squint his eyes in satisfaction.

The mother and son ate and chatted, enjoying the rare reunion moment.

On the table, dishes were tasted one by one, every bite tasted like home, and every conversation was filled with warmth.

Soon, the dishes on the table were gradually finished, and the two ended their dinner with satisfaction.

Yi Ya looked at Hong Hui's bulging belly and couldn't help laughing. She then told Madam Su, "Madam Su, please prepare a cup of hawthorn tea for Hong Hui to help him digest the food."

Nanny Su responded and soon came back with a cup of hot hawthorn tea.

Honghui took the teacup and expressed his gratitude to Madam Su again: "Thank you, Madam Su."

After saying that, he began to taste the hawthorn tea in small sips. The moderate sour and sweet taste made him feel very comfortable.

Yi Ya watched her son drinking tea, her eyes full of love.

She gently warned, "Honghui, our journey back to Beijing may be faster, so you have to be more careful on the road. When you have nothing to do, just stay in your carriage and rest. Don't run around, okay?"

Honghui listened carefully to his mother's instructions and nodded in response, "Mom, don't worry, I will stay in the carriage and won't run around."

As the night deepened, the mansion gradually returned to silence. Seeing that it was getting late, Yi Ya gently said to Hong Hui: "It's getting late, you should go to bed, because you have to get up early tomorrow to travel."

Honghui responded, stood up, bowed and said goodbye to his mother, then turned and walked towards his bedroom.

Looking at her son's departing back, Yi Ya felt both reluctant and expectant. She knew that this journey home would be one full of love and hope.