Wen Zhigu was stunned.
Looking at the slender big hand and Wen Jian's small hand that were stretched out.
Wen Zhigu's heart was confused for some reason, but then he lowered his eyes lightly, gently grabbed the little guy's hand, and got out of the carriage unhurriedly.
Ji Xubai was not hurt, but was quite relieved. He smiled lightly and said, "Will Xiao Jian protect your mother in the future?"
Wen Jian frowned and vowed: "Of course I will."
Ji Xubai promised unhurriedly: "Dad can do it too."
Wen Zhigu: "..."
Ignoring the father and son, they walked ahead.
However, what Wen Zhigu didn't expect was that Lord Ji would come out to greet her and Wen Jian in person.
Marquis Ji received the news early in the morning that Wen Zhigu was taking his children back to the city, so he spent a day asking his subordinates to prepare meals, which were all Wen Zhigu's favorite foods and the children's favorite foods. After finishing the meal, I couldn't wait to wait outside Ji's Mansion.
When he saw the family of three getting off the carriage, Mr. Ji's eyes almost turned red. He saw the little grandson he had been looking forward to day and night appearing in front of him. The little boy was only four years old, but when he got off the carriage, that Her small back was as straight as a green bamboo, and when she turned around, her delicate appearance with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes was extremely similar to Ji Xubai's childhood.
Mr. Ji's eyes moved from the child to Wen Zhiyu who was beside the child. The child looked the same as four years ago. Mr. Ji looked at the mother and son and couldn't help but lower his head and wipe it. Old tears.
Wen Zhigu naturally saw Lord Ji crying. He couldn't bear it, so he walked over with Wen Jian and whispered to Wen Jian: "Remember to call me grandfather."
Arriving at the door of Ji's Mansion, Wen Jian looked up at Lord Ji, politely greeted him, and called out in a childish and clear voice: "Grandpa."
"Eh..." Mr. Ji quickly responded, looking at the little guy with some choking, reaching out and carefully touching the child's head, "Good boy, good boy..."
As Mr. Ji spoke, he looked up at Wen Zhigu and said, "In the past four years, it's been a blessing for you to understand Zhigu..."
Wen Zhigu knew what Lord Ji was referring to, so he just said softly: "Xiao Jian is my child, there is nothing hard or unhappy about it."
She didn't raise Wen Jian for Ji Xubai or the Ji family.
Ji Xubai stepped forward and persuaded: "Okay, let Zhirou and Xiao Jian go in first."
Only then did Lord Ji realize that he was too excited, so he nodded and quickly asked Wen Zhigu to take his children in for a meal.
Because he was afraid that he would be unhappy if he found out the truth, Lord Ji did not let Mrs. Hou stay at home today, but asked her to stay with relatives for a few days.
When he sat down to eat, Mr. Ji's eyes started to heat up again, and he felt very emotional in his heart, just because the family was reunited after being separated for four full years.
He didn't even have time to witness the years when his grandson first came into this world. This was the most regretful thing for Lord Ji.
Therefore, during the meal, Mr. Ji basically didn't eat much. He kept picking up dishes for his grandson. From time to time, he would ask Wen Jian some small questions, and Wen Jian answered them obediently.
If it weren't for Wen Jian's father and mother at the dinner table, who had different ideas, people would probably think that this was a harmonious family.
After the meal, Lord Ji asked someone to bring over the gifts he had prepared for Xiao Jian. They were all things that Xiao Jian could use for her studies.