My husband is a white lotus

It's already spring, and the pool water is still chilly.Wen Heng's hands were soaked in it for a while, and they were already red from the cold, so he hurriedly wrung out his clothes and lifted them up. Holding his hands, he took a breath of hot air, but what he exhaled from his mouth was just white balls, and the air condensed into water before it dissipated. beads.

The river was muddy and slippery with black moss, Wen Heng carefully stabilized his body so as not to fall into the water.It's not that he's afraid of drowning, he only has one or two sets of decent clothes in total, if it gets dirty, how will he go to the school to meet people later - although this Xihe village is not big, there are twenty or thirty schoolchildren sporadically, relying on A little bit of repair is enough to get by.

After wringing out the last cotton-padded coat with great difficulty, Wen Heng was about to stand up, when he saw Aunt Lin from the same village coming over from the other side of the embankment carrying a big wooden barrel.

Aunt Lin is a kind-hearted woman with a fat face but a very gentle heart.As soon as she saw Wen Heng, she greeted him with a smile, "Mr. Wen, did you get up so early again today?"

Wen Heng smiled, "Hurry up and wash these winter clothes, so they can be put away."

His voice was soft and thin, very pleasant to hear.

Aunt Lin sympathetically looked at the young scholar in front of her, she looked quite fresh, but it was a pity that she was a good-looking talent, became a widower at a young age, and left behind a child—without a woman to take care of her, how could a man like him raise a good child?It's good to fill your stomach.

It's strange that this talented scholar was born so thin, he never grows flesh, and he seems to be blown down by a gust of wind.

Aunt Lin couldn't bear it, because she said: "I got up early and scooped up a bowl of rice milk, which is still warming in the stove, and I'll bring it to you later."

One side can't help muttering: Poor!The child was born without a mother, and no one fed him milk. I really don't know how he was raised to such an age.

For the kindness of the neighbors, Wen Heng never refused very much, and gave a very polite salute, "Thank you for your trouble."

"It's okay, it's okay." Aunt Lin waved her hands repeatedly.With sharp eyes, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a staggering low figure slowly approaching on the soft green grass, and immediately pointed her finger in surprise and said, "Mr. Wen, is that your child?"

Looking at it calmly and steadily, as expected, there is a little white and soft spot, a face like a glutinous rice dumpling, a small red mouth, who else could it be if it's not Achi?

Putting down the copper basin, Wen Heng dashed over to pick up the child, nodded his forehead and scolded: "Why don't you listen to daddy and stay at home?"

His tone wasn't very harsh, on the contrary there was a hint of distress.

Xiaotuanzi stuck out his tongue, but didn't answer. He just wrapped his two tender lotus-like arms around his neck, and rubbed against Wen Heng's cheeks - using coquetry instead of explaining was also the little guy's usual trick.

Why else, it's naturally because I feel lonely staying alone, and I want to see my father.

Seeing this, Aunt Lin felt both funny and sad, she wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, and said with a smile: "Take Ah Chi back quickly, the river is wet and slippery, wrestle carefully."

Wen Heng thanked him and was about to leave when Mrs. Lin hurriedly called out, "Mr. Wen, you forgot your clothes."

The father and son looked at the copper basin and got into trouble. Wen Heng only had one hand, so he couldn't hold that one and lead the other.

Really, it's such a trouble for a man's family to take care of children.Aunt Lin couldn't help but said: "If you feel inconvenient, I will send my son to your home later."

Wen Heng looked at the son in his arms, the little guy blinked his dark eyes, as if he had reached some kind of consensus.He stepped down from Wen Heng's shoulders knowingly, and said obediently: "Don't worry, Daddy, I can walk by myself."

Wen Hengfang picked up the copper basin full of clothes, looked at Aunt Lin and nodded slightly, "Don't bother."

Seeing the elder and younger leaving hand in hand, Mrs. Lin couldn't help but be stunned: It is said that dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, this child is only three years old, so he is so alert and sensible, it seems that he will inevitably become a master in the future!

Wen Heng intentionally slowed down his pace so that the little guy wouldn't be able to keep up, and asked him, "Did you sleep well last night, did daddy bother you?"

A Chi shook his head seriously, "No, I slept soundly!"

This child has always been smart, even if there is something, he will not say it directly.Wen Heng's heart was slightly astringent, and he couldn't help reaching out to rub the child's furry head, but he looked up and asked, "Father, what shall we eat later?"

Apart from having fun, children are probably most concerned about eating.

The corners of Wen Heng's mouth curled up, remembering that Mrs. Lin said she would send rice soup, because she said: "Make rice milk and steam egg yolks."

After all, A Chi is still too young, food that is too hard may not be able to digest it, but this kind of food is very suitable for his taste.

Sure enough, Xiaotuanzi cheered, happily picked off a reed on the bank, held it in his hand like a long sword, and waved it around.

Although he is still young, he should plan to start in a few years, but the family's financial situation is so difficult, no matter whether he is studying Chinese or martial arts, I am afraid that there will be many difficulties.Wen Heng pondered silently, his eyes cast a layer of gloom.

A Chi was having fun, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his clean forehead, Wen Heng ordered him to stop, but he squatted down and wiped the sweat off his face with a veil, so as not to catch the cold.

The breeze blew by the pool, bringing with it a faint fragrance of lotus, Wen Heng's expression changed slightly, and he looked down at the child under his lap.

Of course there are no lotus in this season, the fragrance comes from Achi.It has been like this since birth, the body is infected with strange qi, and whenever sweating, the fragrance is especially strong.

Although it was refreshing, Wen Heng felt a little panic in his heart: Will children in the world be like this?Could it be that the person who got along with him that night was really a monster?

Seeing that he was in a daze, A Chi raised his hand and tugged at the skirt of his shirt, "Father, what's the matter?"

The soft and tender child's voice woke Wen Heng from his confusion. He forced a smile and touched his son's cheek, "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired."

Xiaotuanzi was very obedient, and immediately said: "Father, let me help you get things."

He tried to lift the copper basin, but he was small and weak, how could he succeed?In the end, he had no choice but to give up, urging Wen Heng: "Father, let's go back and have a rest, and I'll help you dry your clothes."

He is so small that he might not even be able to reach the knots for hanging clothes.Wen Heng thought about it, and it was inconvenient to expose his good wishes, so he just nodded with a smile and quickened his pace.

Arriving in front of the half-new wooden door, Wen Heng was surprised to find that the rusty brass lock on the door knocker had hung down halfway, and the wooden door had also been pushed open. He couldn't help but exclaimed, "Did you move the latch when you went out just now?"

"No, I got out through the crack of the door." A Chi also felt very confused.

Come to think of it, he doesn't have the strength for a child.In this way, there are thieves who broke through the empty door?

Wen Heng's expression was slightly condensed, and he subconsciously protected A Chi behind him, but he quietly pushed the door open.

There was no one in the courtyard, except for an old pagoda tree growing lushly and falling like snowy petals.

Perhaps he was negligent just now, Wen Heng heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to close the door again, when he turned around, he saw a tall and slender figure walking out from behind the old tree.

The man was dressed in white, with a jade crown on his head, his brows and eyes were like those depicted in a painting, exquisite and unreal.He fixedly looked at A Chi who was hiding behind Wen Heng, and said expressionlessly: "Sure enough, he is our child."

Wen Heng was almost dumbfounded, there is nothing wrong with this person, right?

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