The time soon came when Mi Feixue was out of school. When the child returned to his old house, Mi August also came out of the laboratory.
The two had dinner together. Mi August took Mi Feixue and walked around the old house to eat. While walking, they chatted, “I plan to give Ah Zhai a name. Do you have any ideas, baby?”
The air around him shook, and then became fresher.
Mi Feixue tilted her head, wasn’t she called A Zhai?
Mi August said: “Now that Siye Mansion has become part of the house, our residence should also be distinguished from it.”
The two of them walked outside the door of the old house. Mi August looked up, and Mi Feixue also looked up with her.
There was a lantern hanging above the door of the old house. It was not completely dark at this time, but the lantern automatically lit up under the gaze of the two people. It was easy to know that this was the operation of the spirit of the house.
The slightly swaying lantern indicates a restrained yet turbulent mood in the house spirit.
Mi August smiled and said, “It’s time to hang a plaque.”
Mi Feixue smiled happily thinking about what Mi August said about ‘our residence’. This is her and August’s home!
She pulled Mi August’s sleeve and shook it.
Mi August lowered her head, and it was rare to see a child’s eyes full of light and longing, her youth and maturity gone from her body, and her face looked as innocent and cute as she should have at this age, silently longing for something from her elders.
Mi August bent down and picked her up.
Ever since Mi Feixue started attending school, she had rarely been held by Mi August in this way.
She blushed in embarrassment and was reluctant to be so close, so she pursed her lips and looked at Mi August nervously.
Mi August laughed, “So, baby, do you have any good opinions?”
Mi Feixue stared at her seriously.
Mi August tilted his head, “Do you want me to pick up the baby?”
Mi Feixue nodded.
Mi August said deliberately: “The little lazy guy doesn’t want to use his brain.”
Mi Feixue opened her eyes wide and shook her head. Mi August pinched her cheek and said with a smile: “Let’s call it Ye Chunfeng. The baby will write the plaque. This time the baby can’t be lazy.”
As soon as she finished speaking, the housekeeper came out quickly carrying a plaque, and then placed the writing desk, pen and ink in front of the two of them within a few seconds.
After doing this, the housekeeper stood straight aside, respectful and silent, as if what he just did was just a normal service to the master.
Mi Feixue fell to the ground and picked up the horse hair.