An Ran sat in the main room, making clothes for Xiao Shitou, while waiting for them to come back.
Ding Changhe stared at An Ran from a distance. The candlelight reflected on An Ran's face, which looked calm and warm. Just quietly doing the work in hand, waiting for their father and son to come back.
As soon as Xiao Shitou entered the yard, he shouted, "Mom, I'm back. Mom, you don't know, dad kicked me just now."
An Ran put down her clothes, raised her head and smiled, "You must be naughty again."
"No, he hasn't hit me in the past few days. His hands are itchy."
"Don't talk nonsense. Mom boiled the water and went to take a bath quickly."
After Xiao Shitou ran away, An Ran said to Ding Changhe: "Uncle, there is some free time over there. You can freshen up here and then go over." ?.?????.???
There was nothing left there except a few empty rooms and a few pieces of bulky furniture.
Ding Changhe also took a shower here, but he had no clothes to change, so he still wore what he was wearing today.
"Uncle, I found two sets of bedding. Even if there is one over there, it has not been used for such a long time and it is probably damp. Take this over and use it first."
Dashan hurriedly took it and took the bedding over first.
Ding Changhe looked at An Ran and said, "Go over tomorrow and have a look. If there is anything that needs to be changed, tell them if you are not satisfied."
An Ran nodded.
After Ding Changhe came back, he slept in Anran's original house, which was also the house where his mother, Ding Han, lived for a while.
The room was cold and smelled bad. After Ding Changhe closed his eyes, a faint smell of vanilla came to his nose.
Ding Changhe took a deep breath and pulled the quilt up again. Anyway, I can still have some peace and quiet here.
The next day, Ding Changhe had breakfast here, explained everything clearly when others arrived, and then returned to Fucheng in the afternoon.
When leaving, he also paid off the workers' money.
This move made Xiao Shitou very satisfied.
Originally, the house had been tidied up when the Ding family came, so it wasn't that troublesome this time.
The walls were repainted and a few pieces of furniture were added. When Ding Han lived here, he removed the kang and replaced it with a large bed.
An Ran didn't want to sleep in her bed, so she was moved to a side room and had the kang set up again. It was still comfortable to sleep on the kang in winter.
This time, Xiao Shitou tidied up the room again and let him live alone in the back. The cabinet was filled with his slingshots, bows and arrows, books, and the stones he picked up.
An Ran left his room to be tidied up by himself. After Xiao Shitou moved to the small house, he and his mother slept separately.
Now that his room was bigger, he watched his mother tidy it up and arranged his clothes and things again.
Just like that, An Ran and Xiao Shitou moved over again. Old Dingtou and his wife lived here in the small house, and Sister Chen also moved here.
After Ding Changhe arrived home, as soon as he sat down in the study, someone came outside to report that Aunt Wen was ill.
Aunt Wen was the newly adopted aunt, a gentle and charming woman, but Ding Changhe felt angry when he thought that she was the third prince's eyes and ears placed beside him.
"Have you asked the doctor?"
"My aunt refused to invite me. She said she wanted to see the uncle."
"Tell her I'm busy."
In the evening, Ding Changhe was processing documents in the study, and Aunt Han came over with soup.
"Cousin, you have been in the study for so long, please drink some soup."
"Why are you here?"
Aunt Han lowered her head aggrievedly and said, "I haven't seen my cousin for two days. When I heard that you were here, I made some soup and brought it to you."
"There is no need to go to such trouble in the future, just take good care of the child."
Ding Changhe became angry when he thought of this. After he came back, the family members cried to him and complained that they couldn't eat well and drink well. They also said that An Ran was mean to them.
Ding Changhe was speechless. When was that time? If An Ran was really mean to them, they might starve to death.
Especially when he saw that the son born by Xiao Han was like a kitten. During the time he returned home, he did not see that he had raised the child to be strong.
Compared with Xiao Shitou, it was like the heavens and the earth. I don't know how An Ran raised Xiao Shitou at that time.
Aunt Han wiped her tears and left in grievance.
Before Ding Changhe had finished processing a document, Aunt Wen came again.
"Uncle, there is something wrong with me that makes you tired."
Ding Changhe rubbed his head, "No, you did a good job. Go back and rest first. I'm busy right now."
Aunt Wen looked at the imposing Ding Changhe. Ding Changhe was now the leader of the local garrison. He held a high position and had real power. If she couldn't control him, it would be difficult to explain to the people behind him.
Aunt Wen walked a few steps forward and suddenly saw a bowl of soup on the table, and she immediately shed tears again.
"It can be seen that I still don't like the uncle's heart. You don't drink the soup I brought to you. You keep the soup that other sisters brought to you. Uncle, if you don't like me, just send me away? "
Ding Changhe's head was a little buzzing at the moment. He put down the document and said, "What are you talking about? I don't have time to drink any soup now."
Seeing Ding Changhe put down the documents in his hand, Aunt Wen hurriedly took two steps forward and said, "I've also made soup. Master, come back with me to have some. After all, your health is not important."
There is a smell of powder, sweet and cloying. Ding Changhe stood up, put away the documents, and said impatiently: "You go back first, I want to go to the military camp."
I am not in the mood to deal with it anymore today.
The next day, little Han was so angry that he even broke one of his nails.
