The journey home also took six days, but Jiang Fu'an did not find it long at all.
He chatted and laughed with his daughter along the way, and before they knew it, the outline of Xu Family Village appeared in the distance.
To keep the Wang Family from realizing how badly they wanted to buy Clear Dew Mountain, father and daughter agreed not to rush into negotiations, but to go home and stay for a few days first.
The moment the half-spirit horse stopped before their gate, the courtyard door creaked open.
A small head with twin buns peeked out. It was none other than his youngest daughter, Yue'er.
Her eyes lit up. She grabbed Seedling's sleeve as she dismounted and raised her face, asking eagerly:
"Big Sister! You're finally back! Did you bring me anything tasty?"
Seedling smiled and reached out to rub Yue'er's hair.
"You've grown so tall already, yet all you think about is food.
"Come on, go pay Mother a visit with me first. Then call your two younger brothers over—I brought food for all of you."
Jiang Fu'an did not go inside with his daughters.
He deftly tied the horse's reins, then turned and strode toward the inner courtyard.
Thinking of his pregnant wife, he could not help quickening his pace.
The bedroom was quiet, warm afternoon sunlight spilling through the lattice window.
Miao Ruolan reclined halfway on a lounge chair, a plate of bright red hawthorn berries sitting on the small table beside her.
She picked one up and had just taken a bite when she heard familiar footsteps. Looking up, she saw her husband lifting the curtain as he entered.
Her eyes immediately brightened.
"Why are you back so soon?"
"I was worried about you, so I didn't rest much on the road."