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Chapter 365: He's Coming, He's Coming

Zhao Ce returned home and saw Su Cai'er occasionally looking outside the door from a distance.

Just like in the village before, the little girl had to wait for him at the door every time.

After seeing her husband come back, Su Caier said in a brisk voice: "Husband, you are back!"

As he said that, he walked over briskly.

Zhao Ce looked at her legs and couldn't help but smile when he remembered the way she walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Since the leg was healed, the little girl has become much more confident.

Now everyone can hardly remember what she looked like when her legs and feet were bad.

Qiu Shubai next to him was automatically invisible, and Su Cai'er pulled Zhao Ce through the door.

I also prepared warm water and wet wipes for his face.

"Husband, it's your first day at the academy. How do you feel?"

After Zhao Ce took a sip of water, he said: "Not bad."

"It's almost the same as before in school. There are also some good classmates."

Zhao Ce talked to Su Cai'er about the academy for a while, then went to the study to look at the re-dried contract.

After reading it, Zhao Ce put it away and put it back again without using the brush or water to wet it this time.

In the evening, both of them washed their hair, sat on the bedside to dry their hair, and whispered to each other.

The window of the room was open, and Su Caier was fanning the two of them.

"It seems like it hasn't rained since the Qingming Festival, and I don't know if the crops in the fields will die from drought."

Now their family has more than ten acres of farmland combined.

Although Su Cai'er is in the city now, looking at the weather, she is still worried about the crops in the fields.

Zhao Ce leaned on the bed and read a book by the light of the fire, and said casually: "It should rain soon."

Like last year, typhoons will definitely come in July and August.

If a typhoon comes, rain will definitely follow.

But thinking about the scene where the roofs were blown away by the typhoon last year, I definitely don’t have to worry about this this year.

After all, their new home has tiles and a three-piece earthen roof, so they don't have to worry about no matter how big a typhoon is.

When his hair was almost dry, Zhao Ce put down the book in his hand.

Su Cai'er was still leaning on him, with her feet on the edge of the bed and her calves slightly bent.

Zhao Ce reached out and touched the little girl's knee.

Su Cai'er looked up at him and whispered: "What's wrong?"

After the family held the flowing banquet, the two of them didn't have any intimacy for several days in order to rush on the road.

There is a gentle breeze tonight, not as stuffy as usual, and there is moonlight streaming in playfully from the window.

Such a beautiful time is perfect for doing some shameful things.

Zhao Ce smiled and said, "Let me see how your injured leg is doing."

Su Cai'er consciously pulled up her trouser legs, revealing her thin calves.

The scar on the knee cannot be erased, but the previously thin leg looks much normal now.

Zhao Ce reached out and touched the scar on his knee, and Su Caier moved her feet sensitively.

"Goddess Doctor Ge taught us how to massage our feet before, saying that it is good for our health to massage our feet if nothing happens."

"I was busy with the exam and I didn't press it for you for a long time. Can I press it for you now?"

Zhao Ce said and grabbed the little girl's ankle.

Su Cai'er was forced to change her posture and face him directly.

Seeing her husband's hand wrapped around her ankle, Su Caier's face began to heat up unconsciously.

She boldly stretched out her foot and gently poked her husband's abdominal muscles.

Zhao Ce smiled and joked: "Is it hard?"

Although it is difficult to have six-pack abs, he is no longer the weak figure he was before.

After practicing with Lao Feng for a while, Zhao Ce also had four shallow muscles on his abdomen.

Su Cai'er has now gone through human affairs, and when she heard what her husband said, she felt that there was something in it.

She opened her mouth, embarrassed to speak out, so she only mouthed two words.

Zhao Ce grabbed one of her ankles, brought her to the bed, and leaned over her.

"Little rascal, have you gained a little weight recently?"

Zhao Ce's hand went up her calf and touched the waist of the person under her. He felt that there was indeed some flesh on the waist.

Not much, but soft.

If you are fat, you are more likely to have a husband's child. Su Cai'er was a little surprised and reached out to touch it: "Are you really fat?"

Zhao Ce's face was straight, but his subordinates kept saying, "Well, I'll check you out, husband."

...

The next day, Zhao Ce got up refreshed.

Su Cai'er was bullied so hard that when she heard the sound of him getting up, she struggled to get up and help him go to school.

"Well, it's time to get up...take care of your husband to go to school..."

Zhao Ce lay on the bed, touched the little girl's face, kissed her, and whispered in a low voice: "It's okay, you can sleep a little longer."

Su Cai'er was already very sleepy, but listening to her husband's soft words, she slowly fell asleep again.

Zhao Ce saw that she was sleeping soundly, so he got up gently.

He arrived in the classroom proudly and sat down. Even Lun Mingyi, who pretended to talk to him casually, felt that he was much more pleasing to the eye.

After class, Mr. Song was waiting for him at the entrance of the school. When he saw him, he wanted to come over and put his arms around.

"Zhao Ce, you are not kind. You didn't come to see me when you arrived in Fucheng."

"I said before that I would hold a congratulatory banquet for you. I will make arrangements for this time of rest?"

Song Lijie is in Class B.

Today he accidentally noticed Qiu Shubai in his class, and then remembered that this person was Zhao Ce's classmate.

So after school, I followed Qiu Shubai and waited at the door in the backyard.

Qiu Shubai was still a little scared when he saw Mr. Song. After all, the last time this man asked for five thousand taels of silver to repair an ancient calligraphy and painting, he looked like he was not from the same world.

But this man looked so enthusiastic towards Zhao Ce that Qiu Shubai couldn't help but sigh a few times in his heart.

Zhao Ce shook his head and said, "Thank you very much Mr. Song for your kindness, but I have other things to do this time."

Mr. Song asked puzzledly: "Other things?"

Zhao Ce nodded and said he was going to meet his former husband.

Two days ago, he and Qiu Shubai sent greeting cards to Li Xiucai's home, and Li Xiucai agreed to let them go there while they rested.

Zhao Ce was also a little worried about what happened to Li Xiucai's family, so it was even more impossible to postpone the meeting for Mr. Song's banquet.

After Master Song heard this, he could only say regretfully: "That can only be done next time."

He followed Zhao Ce and Qiu Shubai out and asked Zhao Ce about the calligraphy given to him by Mr. Xuezheng.

The three of them walked outside the gate of the academy and saw Butler Du and others waiting outside.

When he saw Zhao Ce, he walked over with a smile, cupped his hands and said, "Zhao Xiucai."

Qiu Shubai thought of their visit that day and looked at him warily.
Chapter completed!
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