Ye Fengchun used to only think that Liu was verbose, but now when he hears these chattering words, he actually hears so much warmth. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info pulled Liu's hands and wrapped them in his palms, and said, "Didn't you tell you not to wait for me?" It's not like you're short of clothes at home, so why do you have to sew and mend them. ”

Feeling the temperature coming from the palm of his hand, Liu's eyes turned red, "Master, I'll know next time." After speaking, he buried his head in Ye Fengchun's chest.

Liu has always been so docile. Once upon a time, Ye Fengchun felt that such a woman was uninteresting, like a dish without any taste. It's just that the years have changed, and after a thousand sails, I feel that the years are quiet, nothing more than that. Pampered and humiliated, peaceful and self-satisfied.

"Mother, mother, the lights outside will be beautiful." Ye Mowen ran into the house panting, his words full of excitement.

Liu Shi wiped the corners of his eyes, and quickly sat up straight, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Ask, why did you come back so late?" ”

Ye Mowen didn't expect Ye Fengchun to be there, so he was stunned, and shouted with a somewhat restrained salute: "Dad." ”

Ye Fengchun found that Ye Mowen had a completely different attitude towards the Liu family and towards himself, and he was a little apprehensive, and asked with a smile: "Q'er, have you made any progress in your studies recently?" ”

Ye Fengchun also knew that if it weren't for the fact that his sister-in-law didn't know how to grow, he might not have noticed this honest and honest son-in-law. In the final analysis, there is still a mixture of calculations between father and son, and it is no wonder that there is such an estrangement between the father and the child.

"Back to my father, Wen'er has been studying very hard lately. Even the Master praised me. Ye Mowen replied very politely, with a full sense of pride in his tone, like a little adult.

Ye Fengchun pinched Ye Mo's mouth, and said happily: "That's good." This is like my son Ye Fengchun. ”

Ye Fengchun pretended to be a matter in his heart, looked at his tiger-headed son, and suddenly felt that what happened to him in the past? Why didn't you find out about such a sensible and lovely son?

Liu looked at the picture of the father's kindness and filial piety in front of him, his eyes were sour, and tears flashed. Isn't that what we used to look forward to day and night?

Gradually, Ye Mowen felt less afraid of Ye Fengchun, and the three of them made a fuss for a while, perhaps because of the hard work of playing during the day, Ye Mowen fell asleep by leaning on Liu.

Ye Fengchun instructed his subordinates to take Ye Mowen down to rest. In the warm room, the husband and wife sat opposite each other, and from time to time there were lights bursting.

"It's not too early, I'll wait for the master to rest." Liu thoughtfully washed Ye Fengchun's feet and changed clothes. Ye Fengchun's feet soaked in the basin where the water temperature was just right, and he let out a long breath. The hard work of the day was soaked in this hot water, and it was more comfortable.

"Yue'er, if I ask you something, you have to answer me honestly." Ye Fengchun shouted Liu's nickname.

"Yes." Liu nodded and responded in a low voice.

"If, I mean, if there is a chance, do you want to ask your son to inherit the Ye Mansion in the future?" Ye Fengchun asked, his face full of seriousness.

Liu opened his mouth in surprise and said without thinking: "I just hope that my son will have a safe and healthy life." Nothing else. ”

Then he said: "Master, have you been comfortable with the Ye Mansion over the years?" Besides...... "The Liu family wanted to say that Ye Mowen was just a concubine, but after thinking about it, he didn't say it.

Ye Fengchun sighed and patted the back of Liu's hand for comfort. "I know you're worried about Wen'er's identity, but the heir of our Ye Mansion must be a sage to be competent. Regardless of identity. ”

"What do you mean, sir?" Liu asked suspiciously, seeing Ye Fengchun nodding, he begged again: "If the master really has this plan, the concubine will not dare to stop it, I just hope that the master will not be too pampered and asked, at least on the bright side......"

Ye Fengchun looked at the pleading eyes in his eyes, nodded, and said, "I promise you." ”

In the dim room, Liu Shi looked at the top of the brocade tent with his eyes open, and the sound of Ye Fengchun's heavy breathing was in his ears.

Liu, who was full of thoughts, couldn't sleep, I don't know if there were more surprises in my heart at this moment? Or are you more worried? I only want to keep Wen'er growing up safely over the years. Now I'm afraid it's ...... Liu's hands in the quilt were clenched into fists. Secretly made up his mind, in order to ask his son, he could meet a god and kill a god, and a Buddha and kill a Buddha.

Coming to the Ritual Pavilion, the atmosphere is calm and a little weird. Sang'er lay on the ground, looking back at everything in the Moon Pavilion tonight. Nguyen's fingernails scratched across the tabletop, making a piercing grinding sound.

Even if Sang Er didn't look up, she knew what the Ruan family looked like under the rage, so she put her head against the smooth marble floor, thought for a long time, and whispered: "Madam, there is another thing that the slave maid didn't really listen to, I don't know if to talk about it?" ”

"Say!" Although Ruan Shi was angry, ginger was still old and spicy.

"Through the door, the slave and maid don't really hear it, and only vaguely hear words like chance, inheritance, and so on." San'er lowered her head and said what she heard as it was.

Ruan, who was originally angry, seemed even calmer when he heard such words. "Opportunity?" "Inheritance?" The old man would not say such a thing to the unfavored fourth aunt for no reason, since he said it, he would have moved his mind. Suddenly thinking that in addition to Xun'er, the eldest son, there was also a concubine in the entire Ye Mansion, Ye Mo asked. Don't?

"Sang'er, don't ask how old you are this year?" Ruan took a sip of tea and suppressed his anger.

"Mrs. Hui, the second young master has celebrated the eleventh day of the New Year." Although Sang Er didn't understand Ruan's sudden question, she still instinctively answered truthfully.

Ruan Shi snorted, glanced at the green beads on the side, and motioned for him to send Sang'er out, and he had to reward those who should be rewarded. After all, this thing can only be done when the money goes down.

"Madame is tired too, it's time to rest." Lu Zhu said while leading Sang Er out, after going out, Lu Zhu stuffed a heavy purse into Sang Er's arms, and advised: "Do things for Mrs. well, the benefits will naturally not be less for you." ”

Sang Er checked the purse in her hand and smiled very flatteringly, "That's nature." I hope my sister will say a few more kind words for my sister in front of my wife. After saying that, he took out a piece of silver from his purse and put it in the hand of Green Bead.

Green Bead naturally put the silver into his sleeve and said, "Definitely." ”

Sang'er was a small woman, about twenty years old, with a bitter gourd face. Since marrying the little guy in the house, he has been tortured even more, but this family is a bad gambler. As soon as he loses money, he drinks, and when he gets drunk, he beats Sang'er to death, and scolds Sang'er in his mouth.

Although Sang Er is also a first-class maid in Mochiyue Pavilion, she is just following an unfavored master like Liu, and her rewards and uses are naturally not as good as Luzhu and Jasper and others, and she naturally suffers a lot of cynicism from others on weekdays.

One day at noon, San'er hid behind the rockery and secretly wiped her tears, and the night before the family beat her with a stick the thickness of a child's arm. It happened that Ruan Shi was passing by and learned about Sang'er's situation, so he rewarded him with some gold and silver, not to mention, and warned Sang'er's men.

There is no pie in the sky in this world, Sang Er understands this. So later, Nguyen let himself keep an eye on Mochizuki Pavilion's every move. Sang Er had no choice but to silently make Ruan's eyes.