They returned to their tasks then. Wei Caihong making his study plans and Nikola setting the house to right while peeking over Chen Zhaohui's shoulder every so often to see how his writing was progressing.
Soon the boy's head began to tilt down, his eyes blinking so that he could stay awake. Nikola noticed this, and he scooped him up, carrying him to the bathroom and this time filling the barrel by magic.
The boy was half-asleep as he cleaned himself, dropping the soap in the water every so frequently. When Nikola deemed him clean enough, he took him out of the bathing barrel and dried him, and then dressed him in his new robe.
Putting the old robe with the wedding silks, he herded his son towards his new room, which he had decorated, as he had waited for the food to be cooked. Wei Caihong was already waiting there. He held a rag doll in his hands.
