Chapter 190: This matter, you might not be able to help

The sun is just right now; she's lying on the recliner, watching her busy son and daughter—this little life, nobody would trade it for anything!

She was just about to get up when Ning Hanmo quickly said, "Mother, we agreed—today you don't have to do anything; just lie down and relax, we've got you."

"Right, Mother, what do you want to do? Yue Yue will help you?" Yue Yue didn't want to be left out, she spoke up directly, her cute expression making all the maidens stifle their laughter.

I……

Jiang Yun Chu looked at them painfully and said, "This matter, you might not be able to help."

"Impossible, Mother, I can do it all."

"Brother can, I can too!"

As the children's words fell, Jiang Yun Chu had already risen, then looked at them and said, "I need to go to the restroom…"

Then she left……

In the courtyard, a pair of siblings were left petrified.

"This…… seems…… really not possible!" Yue Yue thought for a moment, then shook her head.

Ning Hanmo heard her words, then twitched the corner of his mouth—"Don't I know that? But did you hear me say it?"

Several maidservants could no longer hold back, covering their mouths and bursting into laughter.

"Has the Imperial Noble Consort returned?"

Jiang Yun Chu looked at Zi Su; although the letters had never been cut off, the Imperial Noble Consort had never had accurate information.

Zi Su shook her head: "We still don't know."

"Wait a little longer." Jiang Yun Chu said.

Speaking of the Imperial Noble Consort, another person unconsciously came to mind; she shook her head, pushing that person to the back of her thoughts—better not have that swindler appear before her!

The night grew quiet.

Outside, the sound of firecrackers kept coming, breaking the night's tranquility.

"Mother, the lantern you painted is so beautiful." Yue Yue lit the flower lantern, then saw the pattern—there, unmistakably, was her own likeness; the butterfly on her head seemed to flutter as the lantern turned.

She actually moved on her own flower lantern!

"Wow, the outside moves, and the butterfly moves too." Yue Yue exclaimed in amazement.

Jiang Yun Chu saw her expression and burst out laughing, "Do you like it?"

Yue Yue nodded, "Mother, Yue Yue likes it."

This is Yue Yue's favorite year yet; during past New Years, the manor was quiet, grandmother's health was poor, and at this time she had already rested—she was carried back to her own courtyard and put to bed early.

There were no flower lanterns, no paper cuttings, no spring couplets—nothing at all.

But when Mother arrived, everything was there.

However……

What Yue Yue likes most is Mother.

On Ning Hanmo's flower lantern was a poem.

"Chang Ge Xing" from the Han Yuefu.

Each line of it also turned, as if it were circling in his heart.

Especially that line: "If you don't strive in youth, you'll only regret in old age."

It shocked him to the core!

"Mother, I've received your blessing."

Suddenly, Ning Hanmo lifted his head, his gaze burning as he looked at Mother; the smile on his face carried a happy meaning.

Jiang Yun Chu stood up, "Since you've received it, help me with a favor."

"What favor?" Yue Yue chattered eagerly; although Ning Hanmo didn't speak, his face showed anticipation.

"Today, let's make dumplings ourselves—how about that?" she proposed.

"Make dumplings? Sure."

Jiang Yun Chu looked at Ning Hanmo, "And you?"

Don't give her the excuse that gentlemen should stay away from the kitchen—if they did, no one would cook and we'd starve.

Just because women can do something, men can't?

"I also want to make dumplings." Ning Hanmo raised his little face, full of anticipation.

Hmm……

No wonder she's Jiang Yun Chu's son!

"Let's go!"

Someone sneaked into the Regent Prince's Manor; An San noticed, observing that person's movement……

He recalled that person from before; the Princess Consort had said, if that person ever came to the manor, just pretend you didn't see them and don't make a fuss.

Jiang Yun Chu also noticed, but she pretended not to.

That person skulks about day after day, who knows what he's plotting with the emperor's maternal uncle; anyway, this is his home, as long as he doesn't disturb her daily life, she doesn't care what he does.

Hearing the children's laughter from the kitchen and her helpless tone, for a moment it truly felt like a family.

This……

Isn't this exactly the life he's been hoping for?

He never cared for status; otherwise he wouldn't have resolutely joined the army, enjoying the days of eating and living alongside the soldiers.

He dislikes hierarchy, dislikes superiority and inferiority.

All he wants is a wife, two children, and the plain necessities of rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea.

Watching the shadow on the window, his thoughts drifted far away; instinctively he reached into his pocket, but found nothing.

Right……

He put the wine gourd at the manor.

"Look, this is the little tiger." Jiang Yun Chu aimed the little tiger she had made at the two children.

Yue Yue jumped up immediately, "Mom, you're amazing, you're so great, how can you do everything?"

The little girl's flattery came in a stream, catching Jiang Yun Chu off guard.

There's no need to do that.

Ning Hanmo smiled, pursing his lips, "Mom, that's awesome."

That little tiger is very lifelike.

"How about we make another rabbit?" Jiang Yun Chu proposed.

"Okay, rabbit, rabbit, Mom makes, Yue Yue learns."

The three of them, mother and children, in a simple fire hut, laughter kept coming.