Reborn Together: The General and I Reach for Power-Chapter 480 - 477: Benevolent Father

Xie Liangchen watched as a group of people gradually approached from a distance.

Just as she was about to pull the reins, Song Xian’s horse quickened its pace, and in the next moment, she felt a tightness around her waist as she was lifted off her horse and landed in Song Xian’s arms.

In full view of everyone, he was once again being reckless.

Considering he had just returned from a long journey, Xie Liangchen reluctantly decided not to pursue the matter.

"That’s enough," Xie Liangchen murmured, "The household generals have worked hard enough." Having to pretend not to see was truly too difficult for them.

Ever since they got married, Chang An and Chang Yue’s brotherly bond became exceptionally strong. Whenever they met, they always had endless things to talk about, staring intently at each other, fearing their gaze might accidentally land on Song Xian and her.

The other household generals, unable to find a good excuse, could only gaze at the ground, their noses facing forward, remaining motionless. If this went on too long, it might not be good for their necks.

"It’s alright," Song Xian said, "I don’t mind them looking."

Indeed, Song Xian not only wasn’t afraid of being seen, he also wasn’t afraid of speaking. Even Gouzi knew now that the new sachet she embroidered for Song Xian depicted two mandarin ducks in a pond.

Gouzi even suggested that she should embroider more lotus flowers to make it look even better.

She wondered how Gouzi knew about this.

Gouzi, in his eagerness, exclaimed, "I saw it."

She hadn’t realized that Song Jiedu was highly skilled in medicine. Despite all the methods she and Mr. Xu used, Gouzi’s eye condition only slightly improved, yet with just a few casual words from Song Jiedu, Gouzi’s eye condition healed completely.

The group returned to the village, and Mrs. Gao, spotting them from afar, immediately called for people to cook in the kitchen.

Song Xian and Xie Liangchen lived in the village, and sometimes had to bring household generals with them, who needed a place to stay. So they opened a plot of land on the west side of the village and built houses.

The master returned home, and the accompanying household generals went there.

Since Chang Tong saved Yang Shuyin on the island, he often stayed by Song Xian’s side, doing work and, as a result, often tasting the food of Chen Family Village.

Actually, the dishes weren’t particularly unique, but for some reason, the food at Chen Family Village was always delicious, especially when everyone sat together, it just felt so right.

People in the village would also dry some wild boar meat and radish, using them as filling for meat pies, which could be eaten endlessly without feeling full.

The crust of the meat pies was golden and crispy, mainly because the cooking pots found in Chen Family Village were thicker than those in ordinary homes.

Even without good ingredients, the eldest granny always managed to come up with something different.

In short, no one went hungry when they came to Chen Family Village. When there was free time, they would also go into the mountains to hunt some game for the villagers.

Seeing the children in the village, curious about their riding and archery skills, they’d offer a tip or two.

At first, there was some unfamiliarity, but now that feeling was completely gone. Outside the village, they had to keep a straight face, always aware of their surroundings, but at Chen Family Village, it felt just like being at home.

The master also allowed them to rest here temporarily and interact freely with the villagers.

Old Mrs. Chen would always bring them food. Plain and simple, she’d say there was no need to be polite, these were the household generals, just like family.

Chang Tong instructed the group to rest, while he took a few people to patrol. It may be home, but it should be guarded diligently, no room for complacency.

Song Xian then greeted Xie Shao Yuan and Yang Shuyin.

Old Mrs. Chen, along with Mrs. Gao, had gone to West Street early. Although several young lads from Chen Family Village could manage accounts, the main accounts were still overseen by Old Mrs. Chen. At the end of the month, when it came time to distribute silver coins, everyone’s eyes were fixed on Old Mrs. Chen, as her accounts were the most accurate, far surpassing others.

Those who tried to cut corners couldn’t escape Old Mrs. Chen’s eye. Naturally, when someone needed help, she was always there. People in charge of accounts from neighboring villages often came to Old Mrs. Chen to complain about the difficulty of managing accounts without offending anyone, asking her to teach them.

As a result, Old Mrs. Chen became extremely busy, because helping with accounts was as urgent as putting out a fire. After helping a few times, everyone was convinced of her capabilities.

Of course, everyone remembered to thank Old Mrs. Chen. One day, offering more eggs at home, the next more chickens. Although Old Mrs. Chen was the foster mother of Princess Guangyang and the grandmother of Princess Jia’an and Song Jiedu, she showed no airs of a matron, still tying a coin pouch around her waist, and still enjoyed raising these things in the yard.

Chen Zigeng followed Mr. Dongli, studying while frequently visiting the government office. After the family had Zhe, Chen Zigeng matured significantly, suddenly realizing he had transitioned from a young child to an elder, with younger ones needing his protection.

Seeing this, Hei Dan constantly pestered his sister, asking when Chen Yuyu would have a child.

If not for his concern about Xie Liangchen and Zhe, Xie Shao Yuan and Yang Shuyin would have also gone to the eight states, which now had plenty of matters to attend to.

Yang Shuyin said, "You’ve been away for so long; Old Mrs. Song must be worried. You should go to town to visit her together."

Song Xian agreed, returning to the house to wash and change clothes. The two then went to town, greeted Old Mrs. Song, and visited the government office and the West Market.

In the evening, Song Xian finally found time to hold little Zhe.

When Xie Liangchen emerged from the inner room after bathing, she saw father and son staring wide-eyed at each other. Song Xian didn’t speak, and little Zhe licked his lips, curling his tongue, appearing exceptionally quiet.

Was this a scene of parental affection? Xie Liangchen wasn’t sure if she should walk over.

Standing still, Song Xian got up and brought a clean towel, saying, "The weather is cold. Let me dry your hair to prevent catching cold."

Xie Liangchen wanted to say, you hold little Zhe, I can do it myself. After all, father and son should spend more time bonding. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

However, before she could speak, little Zhe was handed back to her without any hesitation.

Song Xian pulled her to sit on the bed and began to gently dry her hair.

Xie Liangchen looked at little Zhe, who was staring up with big eyes again at Song Xian’s face.

Tonight, little Zhe seemed different.

Xie Liangchen said, "Little Zhe likes being with you. Usually, he’s not this quiet." Either struggling in the wet nurse’s arms or kicking in hers.

Song Xian, hearing a different implication, said, "He’s always causing trouble for you?"

"No," Xie Liangchen defended, "What child isn’t a bit troublesome? Little Zhe just has more energy."

Song Xian nodded, "Then I’ll try to stay home more often."

She barely contained her laughter. If she laughed now, it would be like mocking him, but how could it not be considered a heartfelt confession?

Though she felt it unnecessary since Song Xian already spent all available time at home.

Xie Liangchen said, "Alright, you can also spend more time with little Zhe."

Song Xian didn’t notice Xie Liangchen’s subtle laughter, only responding with a sound while pondering how to be a strict father. Liangchen was too soft-hearted and couldn’t raise this boy to be too spoiled.

Song Xian put down the cloth, reaching to hold little Zhe, who remained licking his lips, as if it was a fun game.

Little Zhe watched his father and, as Song Xian’s hand passed before him, suddenly raised his arm, opened his hand, and grabbed Song Xian’s finger.

In that moment, Song Xian felt his heart soften.