Eastern Jin Dynasty: My powerful father

Chapter 384 Going and Returning

Huan Xi suddenly beamed with joy, turning his face faster than flipping through a book.

"My child is going back to Jiao Fang Hall first. He has grown so big and has never tasted his mother's cooking skills. I didn't expect that he would be blessed by Aman today."

Huan Xi said, reaching out to rub Aman's head, and messed up Xie Daoyun's combed hair.

As the eldest daughter of Emperor Ming of Jin Dynasty, Sima Xingnan was pampered since she was a child. Even after she married into the Huan family as an adult, she still called slaves and maids, and lived a life of clothing, food, and food. There was no need for her to cook in person.

Today's meat porridge was the same as Aman had a cold during this period and really had no appetite. The doctor ordered him to eat more light food, so Sima Xingnan asked the cook to learn how to make porridge.

Seeing Huan Xi ruffling Aman's hair in a playful manner, Sima Xingnan slapped the back of his hand hard and said angrily:
"I know that I have been favored by Aman and are still causing trouble here. Fortunately, you are also a father. If you want to leave, please leave quickly to avoid doing something embarrassing in front of your wife and children."

Sima Xingnan revealed his dislike for Huan Xi both inside and outside his words, but in his heart he was as sweet as if he had eaten honey.

Xie Daoyun looked at their mother and son with envy. She also hoped that when she was old, her brothers Aman and Huande could still act coquettishly and mischievously in front of her like they did when they were children.

Of course, Huan Xi can do this because with his current status and power, he no longer needs to care about what others think of him.

Thirteen years, in a blink of an eye, Huan Xi's memory of everything he experienced in another time and space was already a little blurry.

Some things can only be appreciated when they are lost.

Aman wiped his mouth and said with a smile:
"It tastes very good. Grandma's porridge is even better than what the cooks make."

Sima Xingnan looked at Aman and asked nervously.

Aman was stunned when he heard this, but this look of astonishment was only fleeting. He nodded gracefully and said:

Sima Xingnan was overjoyed:

Huan Xi waved goodbye, stopped disturbing Sima Xingnan, Xie Daoyun and their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law from talking to Aman, turned around and left in a stride.

Back at Jiaofang Hall, the meat porridge was still warm. Huan Xi couldn't wait to taste it. As soon as the porridge entered his mouth, he felt a mushy taste.

Fortunately, God was kind to him. His soul came to a strange ancient time alone, but there was still a Sima Xingnan who regarded him as a treasure and devoted all his love to him without reservation.

He has adapted to life here. Huan Xi has not forgotten the appearance of his parents and will never forget them.

Sima Xingnan was not in a hurry to go back to Xiangyang. He finally made the trip to Guanzhong. It took more than a month on the road. How could he go so quickly.

For Huan Xi, Sima Xingnan is his mother. In front of his mother, he can take off all disguises, put down all defenses, release his nature, and enjoy every moment he gets with Sima Xingnan easily. Minutes, every second.

"Sure enough, professional matters should still be left to professionals."

When he first came to this era, he often missed his family, and when he was alone at night, his pillow would be wet with tears and he would toss and turn.

There is an old saying: A child wants to be raised but his parents do not wait for him.

But because of Sima Xingnan, his wife, concubines and children, he had his own anchor in this era, and Huan Xi never felt lonely again.

"How's it going? How does it taste?"

Huan Xi has experienced this kind of pain. Due to time travel, he left his parents in another time and space forever.

Huan Xi put down the bowl and muttered to himself.

He suddenly sympathized with Aman. According to the child's character, even if it was difficult to swallow, he would still drink it and praise his grandmother's cooking skills.

"Since Aman likes it, grandma will cook it for you every day when you come back."

"That's a big thank you to grandma."

Sima Xingnan was careless and did not notice the change in Aman's expression, but Xie Daoyun took a look at it.

Therefore, when Sima Xingnan asked to cook porridge for her, Xie Daoyun quickly declined. After all, there is no reason for a mother-in-law to serve her daughter-in-law.

After Xie Daoyun finished cleaning up Aman, Aman endured the unpleasant smell and drank up the bowl of porridge. "It's getting late. Grandma, mother, and the child have just left. Please take care of yourself."

Aman bid farewell to the two of them, and Sima Xingnan and Xie Daoyun warned him again before watching him leave with tears in his eyes.

When Xie Daoyun sent Aman away and returned to Jiaofang Hall, Huan Xi had already disappeared. As for the bowl of porridge, he had already poured it out.

Accompanied by several followers, Aman walked out of the imperial city. Quan Yi's carriage was already waiting outside the imperial city.

Quan Yizheng and Huan Xi were chatting happily in front of the carriage.

Huan Xi noticed Aman and waved to his son, indicating that he should come over.

Aman stepped forward quickly and Huanxi asked with a smile:

"Have you finished all the porridge?"

Aman nodded:
"Not a drop is left."

Huan Xi patted Aman on the shoulder:

"Thanks a lot."

Aman saw this and said with a bitter face:

"Grandma said she would cook porridge for me every day from now on."

Huan Xi gloated:
"Only when you have endured hardship can you become a master. Could it be that this little hardship can make you shrink back?"

With that said, Huan Xi finally brought up the business:

"When you tour the counties this time, you will inevitably have contact with local officials and pay attention to their words and deeds. When you come back, I will listen to your judgment on them."

As a ruler, it doesn't matter if your abilities are limited or not. The key is to be able to recognize people.

Know who can and cannot be used, and put the right people in the right positions.

In this way, the Holy Emperor can rule through the arch.

Aman knew that his father had a deep meaning in arranging for him to go with Quan Yi. He said seriously:

"My child will never let me down."

Huan Xi was very satisfied with Aman's statement. He turned to Quan Yi and said:

"Ziliang, today I entrust Aman to you. You must bring him back completely."

Quan Yi said seriously:
"Longgong Liang's instructions should be kept in mind. How dare you be careless?"

Huan Xi nodded slightly. Of course he trusted Quan Yi, otherwise he would not have let him take Aman away. Huanxi turned to say to Aman in a serious tone:
"When you go out, you must discuss everything with Ziliang. Remember not to make your own decisions. If Ziliang comes back to complain to me and says that you are disobedient to discipline, I will never forgive you even if your grandmother supports you."

Aman nodded repeatedly. After all, his grandmother could not stay in Guanzhong for a long time. She would eventually go back to reunite with her grandfather.

Huan Xi habitually touched Aman's head with his hand, smiled and said:
"Okay, let's hit the road."

The carriage went further and further away, but when it was about to disappear at the end of Huan Xi's sight, it suddenly stopped and turned back.

Huan Xi was very surprised. When the carriage stopped in front of him, he was about to ask why, when he saw Aman getting out of the carriage, holding his stomach, his forehead covered with sweat.

"Grandpa, the child has unbearable abdominal pain and needs to go back to the toilet."

When Huan Xi heard this, he burst into laughter.

(End of this chapter)