The night was as dark as ink, the moon was hanging in the sky, and the stars were shining brightly. Yinzhen was dressed in casual clothes and walked steadily, followed by Su Peisheng. The two of them quietly walked into the main courtyard. The courtyard was quiet, with only the rustling sound of the breeze blowing through the leaves, as if even time had slowed down here.

Yinzhen looked around and said softly to Su Peisheng, "It seems that Yiya and Honghui are not awake yet. Let's be careful."

Su Peisheng nodded, and the two of them walked more lightly towards the house.

However, just as I reached the door, a heartwarming scene came into view - on the couch, Yiya and Honghui were playing chess intently, and the chess pieces were jumping on the board, as if it was a silent language, telling the contest of wisdom and strategy.

Bai Zhu was standing nearby and was about to report this, but Yinzhen gently waved his hand to stop him. He smiled, not wanting to disturb this rare parent-child time.

Yinzhen quietly walked behind Honghui, stood still, and looked at the mother and son tenderly. The game was going well, and every move seemed so cautious and firm.

Finally, as Honghui placed the last chess piece, the situation on the chessboard became clear and he won.

"Not bad." Yinzhen's voice was low and full of approval, breaking the silence in the room.

Upon hearing this, the mother and son looked up at the same time, with a hint of surprise and joy in their eyes.

Honghui immediately saw Yinzhen behind him, and was surprised and excited, blurting out: "Father!"

Yinzhen smiled and responded, then slowly sat down and turned his gaze to the chessboard, "Come, let me see this game."

As he spoke, he reviewed the game with Honghui, his fingers lightly running across the chessboard. Every time he pointed out a mistake, he patiently explained why that place could be better and how the layout should be more stable.

Honghui listened attentively, his eyes sparkling with a desire for knowledge. He had never thought that his small victory actually contained so much knowledge and skills. Yinzhen's words were like a spring breeze and rain, which benefited him a lot.

"So that's it!" Honghui suddenly realized, his face filled with satisfaction and joy. He looked at Yinzhen, his eyes full of gratitude and admiration.

Yi Ya watched this scene from the side, feeling relieved. She knew that such time spent together as a father and son was crucial to Honghui's growth.

But seeing that it was getting late, she had to interrupt their conversation, "Okay, you two, eat first. If you have anything to say, we can talk after dinner."

Yinzhen and Honghui then realized that they had been so immersed in it that they had forgotten the time. They smiled at each other, both feeling hungry.

Yinzhen nodded and said to Honghui gently, "Let's go, let's have dinner first and then continue our conversation later."

The moment Yinzhen stepped through the threshold, Nanny Wang had already understood what she meant and quickly directed the maids to neatly set out a carefully prepared dinner, waiting for the head of the family and his family to sit down and enjoy it.

"My Lord, please take a seat." Nanny Wang respectfully led Yinzhen to the main seat, and Yi Ya followed closely holding Honghui's hand. The faces of the family were filled with joy of reunion after a long separation.

Yinzhen looked around, nodded with satisfaction, and said softly, "Wang Ma, thank you for your hard work. This table of food makes me hungry just by looking at it."

"Your Highness, you are too polite. This is what I should do." Nanny Wang answered modestly, but her heart was filled with relief.

Yinzhen and Honghui took their seats one after another, and Yiya sat next to Yinzhen. The family of three finally sat together, ready to start this meaningful dinner.

As the first bite of food entered their mouths, Yiya and Honghui's faces immediately showed satisfied smiles. After being away from home for many days, although Aunt Su's cooking skills were still superb during the journey, the taste of home is always so unique and so nostalgic.

"Home food is still the most appetizing." Yi Ya said with emotion, and at the same time gave Honghui a piece of his favorite braised pork.

Honghui took the piece of meat and chewed it with big mouthfuls, his eyes sparkling with happiness, "Yes, mother, the food at home is the best!"

Yinzhen watched the mother and son eat with gusto, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. He rarely had the opportunity to accompany them to eat quietly and enjoy this simple and real happiness.

He couldn't help but eat a little more, with a faint smile on his face.

After dinner, the family did not rush to leave the table, but moved to the couch to continue their unfinished chess game. Honghui was eager to try and challenge Yinzhen's chess skills again, and Yinzhen was happy to play with his son and enjoy this rare parent-child time.

"Ama, I must beat you this time!"

Honghui said confidently that the black and white chess pieces seemed to come alive in his hands, eager to jump onto the chessboard.

Yinzhen smiled without saying anything, picked up a chess piece and started a contest of wisdom and strategy with Honghui. Yiya watched the game while sipping tea, sometimes applauding Honghui's brilliant moves, and sometimes nodding in praise of Yinzhen's foresight.

On this quiet night, the family sat around the couch, playing chess to help digestion, laughing and talking. At this moment, time seemed to have frozen, leaving only the purest happiness and warmth in their hearts.

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