Chapter 1295
After changing the backwater in the bath, both father and son came out with wrinkled hands.

Wen Qing'er didn't care how the two of them tossed about, she just put the clothes they wanted to change behind the screen and retreated, and went to prepare dinner.

Ying Yu first wrapped Ah Ping in a big cloth towel and sat beside him, then took the thin and sharp blade in the basket to shave his beard clean.

If Ah Ping hadn't been looking at Ying Yu, he would have been unable to recognize him. After shaving his beard and taking a shower, he suddenly looked younger by more than ten years. Now he looks exactly like his father in the portrait It's a ten-fold resemblance, but it's no wonder he didn't recognize the person at the time.

It's summer now, Ying Yu hugged Ah Ping and came out wearing a white undershirt, her hair was still wet, and her back was soaked.

Wen Qing'er saw it, and gave Ying Yu a stern look with her round almond eyes. She felt that A Yu had turned three and a half years old after seeing A Ping, and now she was smiling and asked someone to take the cotton cloth A towel to wipe people's hair.

Wen Qing'er wiped it for Ying Yu herself, while Aping only let Fu Ling take care of her.

Little Aping watched her mother rubbing her father's hair gently, smiling and talking to her father gently, this place is sour and unpleasant, when her father didn't come back before, her mother only cared about him human.

"Mother, you are too partial. Now that Dad is back, you have forgotten about your son. You used to dry his hair. Now that Dad is so old, he can do it himself."

The childish words made Wen Qing'er and Ying Yu laugh straight away. Wen Qing'er wanted to go over and wipe A Ping, but Ying Yu was also childish, and grabbed Wen Qing'er's corner to prevent her from going. He glanced at Aping provocatively.

"Your mother is my daughter-in-law, and she has taken care of you for so many years. Dad didn't say anything, right? If you are capable, you can marry your own wife. Why are you arguing with me?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wen Qing'er pinched Ying Yu's earlobe and smiled blushingly.

Ah Ping was a little confused by Ying Yu's words. He obviously felt that what he said was not right, and he didn't know what was wrong. Now he could only puff up his face and let Fu Ling behind him wring his hair dry.

After a good reunion dinner with his parents, Ah Ping felt a little sleepy, and was led back to the room by the nanny, but he was very well-behaved, and fell asleep by himself without being coaxed.

The lights in the main house couldn't be turned off for a long time. Wen Qing'er had seen a little wound on the side of Ying Yu's neck before, and the wound on his chest was still bleeding when he was eating, staining his white underwear. There was a trace of blood.

But Wen Qinger was very frightened, there was no one in the room at the moment, Wen Qinger hurriedly asked Ying Yu to open his clothes, and went to get the medicine box in a panic.

As soon as she saw the deep wound, Wen Qing'er's eyes turned red.

Ying Yu smiled and squeezed Wen Qing'er's face: "Qingqing is just like Ah Ping, this child also saw my injury and her eyes were red and she was about to cry, but her expression was exactly like Qingqing's. "

Wen Qinger opened Ying Yu's hand, without saying a word, she just rinsed Ying Yu with strong wine and put on hemostatic powder. It's not easy to wrap Ying Yu's wound in summer, so she could only do this generally hanging.

"Why didn't you say a word when you suffered such a serious injury, and you rode all the way to the palace without stopping. You are deliberately trying to make me feel sad right now."

(End of this chapter)

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