The whole family travels through time and space, and the three of them struggle together

Chapter 141 Returning Home

Zhou Sisi now went to the study every evening to draw for a while. Ever since Zhou Dajiang and Chen Mingyuan passed the imperial examinations, Master Chen no longer held small classes every night. He only occasionally tested Zhou Sisi. If she could answer, she passed. If she couldn't, she was punished by having to copy the questions ten times.

So, Zhou Sisi had plenty of free time, and every evening she'd start her own side project. She'd finished all the previous stories, and because her father had gone off to war, she started a war-themed comic strip called "Bright Sword." As soon as her comic strip came out, its readership jumped from children to middle-aged adults, and she was constantly being urged to submit manuscripts, including from her grandfather and uncle.

So, when Zhou Sisi came to the study that night with cucumber juice on her face, she was shocked.

Song Tingye was also in the study, and it seemed that he had been there for a long time.

Just, it's embarrassing.

Fortunately, the awkward moment didn't last long. Master Chen arrived. He glanced at the two of them, chuckled, and said, "Sisi, have you finished drawing today's part? What happened after that guy's unit broke into the enemy's 74th Division?"

Zhou Sisi rolled her eyes. "It's still early. I'll tell you when I finish the drawing."

Song Tingye stood up and bowed slightly to Master Chen.

Zhou Sisi turned to Song Tingye and asked him, "Why are you here?"

Song Tingye coughed lightly and said, "I was bored and remembered that I had been to this study before, so I came in to take a look."

Zhou Sisi: "Well, you see, there isn't much change actually. It's pretty much the same as before."

At this time, Master Chen was also flipping through an old album and suddenly said, "Sisi, it would be great if your album could be published in a large volume. It's so inconvenient to keep it scattered like this." Zhou Sisi's eyes lit up, "That's a good idea."

Song Tingye also agreed, "If it were published as a complete collection, it would surely be more popular. After all, it's more enjoyable to read it from beginning to end in one go."

After hearing what they said, Zhou Sisi started to think in her mind that if she really wanted to make it into a collection, she would have to redesign the cover. Naturally, the awkward atmosphere just now dissipated.

The news got through, and Song Tingye was about to go back after breakfast the next morning.

Seeing him leave, Chen Xiuying quickly sent Yu Fuan to the mountains to pick some late peaches. The family had plenty of potatoes, so they packed a bag for them, too. Chen Xiuying also made some coarse potato starch and thin vermicelli noodles, wrote down the recipes, and asked Song Tingye to take them along. If space on horseback hadn't been limited, Chen Xiuying would have even packed some canned food for him. Song Tingye waved his hands repeatedly, indicating he couldn't fit any more, and she gave up.

After setting off, Song Tingye looked at the food on his horse's back, a faint smile on his face. These seemingly ordinary foods were filled with simple friendship.

Zhou Sisi, meanwhile, had also begun work on the album. She busied herself daily with selecting paintings, conceiving layouts, and designing covers. Whenever she encountered a problem, she would consult Master Chen.

One day, Zhou Sisi was worrying about the color matching for the cover when she suddenly heard a commotion outside. She went out to see that her father Zhou Dajiang had finally returned.

Zhou Sisi quickly put down her pen and ran out, "Dad, you're finally back!"

Chen Xiuying happened to be at home that day, and she came out immediately after hearing the noise. Looking at the thin and dark Zhou Dajiang, tears welled up in her eyes, and she said with disdain, "You've lost a lot of weight and become darker. I guess when our mother sees you, she won't recognize you as her second son."

Zhou Dajiang chuckled, "It's not just me that Mom can't recognize. I guess she can't recognize my eldest brother or my third brother either. They're even darker than me!"

As they were talking, Grandma Chen led the two children into the yard.

In the past two years, Chen Xiuying has hardly taken care of her children since she gave birth. One reason is that there are too many things to do at home, and the other is that both mothers are fighting for their care, and she can't win, so she has to do whatever she has to do.

Mother Chen brought the children in. Before she could speak, the two children, seeing a stranger, remained silent. Zhou Dajiang said, "Hey! These two kids are so handsome! They look so familiar. Whose children are you?"

Chen Xiuying...forgot to tell him about this.

Seeing that he didn't recognize her own child, Chen's mother didn't point it out and continued, "Zhou Dahe's family has two twins, and now there are two more twins. It seems that your Zhou family bloodline is still very strong. Twins are born in one life."

Zhou Dajiang nodded foolishly, "That guy is not as good as me in other aspects, but when it comes to having children, neither of us brothers can compare to him."

Chen Xiuying couldn't bear to watch this anymore and hit him hard, "Open your eyes and take a good look. Who do these two kids look like?"

Zhou Dajiang then squatted down, looked at Zhige'er and Hengge'er carefully, and then stared with wide eyes, "Could these two children be my children?!"

Mother Chen: "If you remove the word 'can't', these two kids look exactly like you. Whose children could they be?"

"That's great! Hahaha! I, Zhou Dajiang, also have two sons!" Someone was so excited that he laughed and jumped in the yard.

Zhi'er and Heng'er were so scared that they lay down behind their grandma. What should we do since we have a stupid dad?

Chen Xiuying, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, pulled the two children over and gently comforted them. Zhou Dajiang then realized that he had frightened the children, and quickly calmed down a little, moving closer to look at them cautiously.

"Dad will definitely treat you well from now on." Zhou Dajiang scratched his head, smiling innocently. He then pulled two small straw animals from his pocket and handed them to Zhi and Heng. "Look, Dad learned how to weave these on the road. I'm giving them to you to play with." Originally, he'd prepared these for his daughter and Xiao Xiangsheng, but now that he had two precious children, it was natural to give them to them first.

The two children took it curiously, and smiles gradually appeared in their eyes. Mother Chen joked, "That's good. Now that you're back, your mother and I can have a rest."

"Well! Leave the child to me! You and mother can have a good rest."

For the next two weeks, Zhou Dajiang indeed took his two children around the village, teaching them about various crops and recounting his own adventures. Zhi and Heng grew increasingly attached to their father, and the once quiet courtyard was filled with laughter and joy. Watching this, Chen Xiuying's heart was filled with happiness. As long as the family was together, even the simplest days were sweet.