The Blessed

Yeah, that was Ling Jingxuan’s son by blood. In and out of his words, Ling Wen was speaking for him. As he eased Lady Wang’s anger, she also praised him for being so consecrate.

"Wu, let’s get changed.”

Picking up the clothes and shoes that belonged to them, Ling Wen walked over and took her younger brother's hand. Chu Yan also stood up and said, "I'll help you. You seldom bound up your hear. I can help you with the golden crown.”

"OK."

The two little buns agreed with one voice. Chu Yan turned around and nodded to the others, then led them away. Watching their back, Lady Wang smiled, “It’s really not a bad thing if Wu can really marry Chu Yan. See? Yan really cares about them.”

“Hmm, you're right. Nothing is as important as the children’s happiness.”

Ling Chenglong also nodded to agree. On the other side, Ling Jinghan’s eyes glittered, he slowly put down the book in his hand, “How old is Wu? Dad, mom, you think too much.”

If guessed it right, Chu Yan and Ling Wu should be related by blood. Chu Ci and Chu Yan would never be common people judging from their knowledge, their style of conversation and their temperament, plus Chu Yan’s awe towards Brother Rui, and his suspicion of Brother Rui’s identity, maybe they were all from the imperial family. Giving his knowing about his big brother, his big brother should also know. The reason he didn’t tell them was that he didn’t want them to be scared. After all, they were just farmers. In usual days, they’d already brag if before others for a long time if they had a chance to see the magistrate. If they knew they got some few imperial members at home, they’d directly wet their pants!

"Look at me! I am too happy and already forgot that our Wu only reaches five next month.”

After saying this, Lady Wang sighed with emotion. Yeah, it was five years already. Now having lived some good days, they had nearly forgot about those bitter old days.

"Yes, elder sister, elder brother-in-law, you are too anxious."

On the side, Wang Jinyu also agreed. The two sisters gave each other a smile. Maybe they had been too idle, and always thought of things toward the good direction, and even ignored the kid’s age problem.

"Well, why haven't they come back yet? It's almost three in the afternoon."

For fear that their mother would think of those things in the past, Ling Jingpeng calmly transferred the topic, then the family could not help but turn their eyes to the gate, unfortunately, still quiet there, not any trace of those two.

"Maybe something delayed them. Mom, think if we forgot to send anyone the invitation. Although my big brother said make it as simple as possible, we still shouldn’t miss any necessary guest. At least, we should throw them a happy wedding.”

Ling Jinghan picked up the conversation. He and Jingpeng sent Shopkeeper Zhang and Guarantor Liu the invitations in person. And Old Zhou and Old Song sent the Wang family and old Wang family the invitations. That was all their relatives and friends by now.

"It’s not there’s no other ones. After Jingxuan comes back, you can ask him if we should invite the headmen of those workers who built the house for us. If it weren’t them, how could we move into the new house so quickly?”

She was not worried on this, because calculating back and forth, it was those people only. What worried her was those auspicious things.

"Hmm, Sister-in-law Song, sorry to trouble you for the feast tomorrow. Try to make it as good as possible."

Nodding, Ling Jinghan turned the topic onto Sister-in-law Song. About his big brother’s wedding, they had talked with Brother Zhao and others. They’d hold it using the money made from the jam. Just take it as their cash gift for him. They wouldn’t care how much it would cost, as long as the wedding could proceed smoothly.

"Hmm, young master, you can count on me.”

Having stayed in here for long enough, Sister-in-law Song also became confident. As long as they didn’t cross the line, the masters would turn a blind eye. So, in most times, they were like family, not servants or maids.

"Grandma, what do you say? Looks good?”

While they were talking, the small bun flashed in like a red tornado. And his usual high-bounded ponytail like his daddy wore a golden crown for the first time, the hair was neatly tied together. That delicate little face couldn’t be cuter. And those red clothes made him more shining, though he kept running here and there like a rough man and the lower hem of his robes had already been kind of wrinkled.

"Wow, looks great, our Wu looks good in anything!"

Lady Wang’s eyes were beaming, and she kept nodding happily. Then Ling Wen who followed behind also came before her. Lady Wang touched one and then the other, couldn’t be happier. Usually, it was already hard to tell who is whom. Now they were totally like coming out of the same model. If it hadn’t been that one was lively and active, while the other was mild and sensible, even Lady Wang would make a mistake.

"Wow! Who are those moving red envelops? Looks so festive!”

Ling Jingxuan’s voice suddenly rang from the gate. Everyone looked out and then saw that he and Yan Shengrui were walking in side by side, holding a large package in a hand of each of them. Seeing that, the two little buns turned to run out and grabbed his thighs, “Daddy, finally! I’m so worried!”

Lifting up the head, the small bun habitually ‘complained’, while the big bun added, “Actually he is only worried whether you brought back the roast duck or not!”

"Haha..."

"I hate you! You are bullying me!”

Ling Wen ‘exposed’ his ‘true’ face. And the whole family already laughed in spite of themselves. And Ling Wu, pouting, stamped on his feet, looking quite mad. Ling Wen dotingly touched his head, and the smile on his face grew bigger.

"All right. How dare I forget about that? See? We’ll eat it at dinner.”

Swinging the package in his hands, Ling Jingxuan handed it to Ling Yun who came forward, then held their hands and walked in, while Yan Shengrui turned to go to Ling Jingxuan’s room to put down their clothes.