"Daddy, big brother, Yue'er is back." Ziyue saw Zi Haotian's silver-white hair and anxious appearance from a distance, and hurriedly walked towards Zi Haotian with Yan Bao in her arms.

Stand beside Zi Mingyang and greet them.

"Yue'er, it's good to be back, it's good to be back!" Zi Haotian looked at Ziyue and burst into tears, completely ignoring Yanbao who was held in Ziyue's arms.

"Grandpa, I'm in pain!" Yan Bao, who was sandwiched between the two of them, woke up Zi Haotian, who was still immersed in the excitement of Ziyue's return, and had not yet come back to his senses.

He let go of Ziyue and hurriedly took a step back. Puzzled, he asked her, "Who is this child?" ”

"Grandpa, I'm your lovely little grandson! When I met for the first time, I also looked at my grandfather Haihan. Yan Bao learned the crumpled words of the literati he heard on the street, and said to Zi Haotian without hesitation.

"Huh! Grandson? Yue'er, you didn't come back when you got married, and now you even have children, we don't even know, do you say it's ......" Zi Haotian and Zi Mingyang glanced at each other, and when Ziyue didn't come back to his senses, he delivered some kind of message that only the two of them knew.

"That's it, Yue'er, you're too wrong!" Zi Mingyang echoed on the side.

"Huh! It's not that I won't come back, but I don't know how to come back, besides, Yanbao was still young at that time, and no one took care of him, so I didn't worry about bringing him back. Moreover, I lost a memory at that time, so I didn't come back, and I hope my father and brother don't complain about Yue'er. Ziyue lowered her head and explained.

"What? Amnesia, do you remember how you left home? Zi Mingyang and Zi Haotian glanced at each other, both of them had doubts about Ziyue's disappearance at the beginning, and now it seems that things are not simple.

"Yue'er, are you and Yan Bao coming back? What about my son-in-law? Zi Haotian glanced left and right, but didn't see a man accompanying Ziyue back, and asked her with some doubts.

"Well, that, Dad, I told you not to be angry, okay?" Ziyue was a little scared and didn't dare to let them know that there were only two people in these years, she and Yan Bao, and there was no so-called son-in-law around him.

"Say it! Why didn't the little rabbit come back with you, did you look down on me, an old man? Zi Haotian was a little angry, a little disappointed in his son-in-law, whom he hadn't met yet.

"That, Dad, you are still so young, how can you say that you are an old man? Now when you go out, people who don't know you still think that you are a young man with a white head, you see that you are so handsome, hook your fingers, and I don't know how many girls are shouting to marry you? Isn't it? Ziyue patted Zi Haotian's ass and wanted to change the topic, but what she said was indeed the truth.

"Don't pat me on the back, and, tell me what's going on with that kid and why he didn't come back? Deflect the subject less for me. Zi Haotian looked at Ziyue seriously, his thin lips pursed tightly showed a trace of displeasure, and even Yan Bao, who was still in Ziyue's arms, felt it, and opened his hands to Zi Mingyang.

"That, Dad, it's not that he didn't come back with me, it's that I lost my memory and even forgot about him, so ......" Ziyue lowered her head after speaking, counting the ants that quietly crawled on the ground, a little afraid to see Zi Haotian's cannibalistic eyes.

"What is called amnesia and forgetting him, it must be that this kid is unwilling to be responsible, or you forget, is he also amnesia? Hum! Are you fooling me? Don't want it, don't want it, that kid is not blessed, is my Zi Haotian's daughter still worried about not being able to get married? Zi Haotian's nose was almost crooked.

Ziyue stepped forward and patted him on the chest, giving him a breath, and after a long time, Zi Haotian finally calmed down.

He asked in a low tone: "Yue'er, you said you don't remember that man, so you haven't seen him yet, you have been alone with Yanbao all these years." ”

"No, there is also a master, over the years, Yanbao can basically be said to have been brought up by the master." Ziyue hurriedly explained, for fear that Zi Haotian would misunderstand, or it would be a big trouble, if he was angry and forced to marry, then his life would be over.

"Master? You apprenticed, and you didn't invite him to come and sit? Zi Haotian led Ziyue and them into the living room, after all, it was not a matter to stand at the door of the study. Tell the people around you to serve tea.

"Master, he has some things to deal with, and he will come to us when he finishes dealing with it." Ziyue replied to Zi Haotian's question, sat quietly on the chair, took the tea made by the servant beside her, and drank it quietly, striving to get through today's three sessions as soon as possible.

After being silent for a long time, Zi Haotian opened his mouth and asked, "Then what are you going to do in the future?" After all, you have a bad reputation for a woman with a child, so why don't you find a man who loves you to marry? It's better than you having the kids alone, and you won't be hurt by any crazy words. ”

"No, I don't plan to get married, I won't marry until the original situation is clear, besides, Yan Bao is now four years old, and he knows how to judge." Ziyue explained.

She always felt that it was not so simple for her to come through time.

And why does the four-year-old Yanbao only look like a two-year-old child, this thing is so weird, even the master doesn't know, how can he have the leisure to marry? Besides, what man would treat other people's children sincerely.

"Okay, Dad, don't think too much, I always feel that now that Yue'er has grown up, she has her plans, let's not interfere too much, and there are some things that should be let her know, I'll take Yanbao out for a while, you can talk!" Zi Mingyang hugged Yanbao and said to Zi Haotian and left.

"That's it, Yue'er, come to the study with me!" Zi Haotian got up and stepped out of the living room, his silver hair fluttering in the wind, and his faint sigh couldn't sweep away the sadness in his eyes. Ziyue followed, looking at Zi Haotian's slightly pale back with some doubts.

"Yanbao, what do you want to eat, tell your uncle, and your uncle will buy it for you." Zi Mingyang happily went out with Yanbao in his arms.

Along the way, he was smiling, and the startled maids looked at him with hellish eyes, and some even dropped what they were doing and rubbed their eyes in disbelief. It can be seen how stingy Zi Mingyang's smile is usually, and now even the maids are looking at him with such expressions.

"Uncle, Yan Bao wants to eat baked cakes, the one he saw on the way back with his mother."

"Okay, my uncle will buy you whatever you like!" He reached out and doted on the bridge of his little nose.

On the street, Zi Mingyang and they had just gone out, and they saw a lot of people looking at him, some of them glanced at him quickly, and then quickly lowered their heads, and several people got together to talk about it.

He didn't care about these things, but when the people were full, they had nothing to do.

"Sugar gourd, sweet and crunchy sugar gourd." The vendors selling sugar gourds in the distance quickly came to their side from far and near.

"Uncle, I want this." Yan Bao watched the vendor selling sugar gourds walk by, grabbed a string of sugar gourds and bit it. He swallowed a bunch of dates and looked at the sugar gourd in the vendor's hand.

"Here, this ingot of silver is enough to buy these sugar gourds!" Zi Mingyang handed Xiao Er a silver ingot, grabbed a string and handed it to Yan Bao, and at the same time took the string of wooden sticks with sugar gourds from the vendor's hand.

"Let's go, the one in front is selling baked cakes, let's go over!" He walked towards the baked cake with Yan Bao, who had eaten a mouth full of sugar.

"Yo! Isn't this the eldest prince of the Prime Minister's Mansion? Why did your waste sister come back with a wild seed, and you still happily hugged this wild seed to buy baked cakes, a slut is a slut, and he actually eats these baked cakes that only civilians eat. ”

In the distance, several young men in fancy clothes walked towards them with figure-eight steps, led by a man dressed in blue and patterned brocade, with a sneering on his ordinary face, obviously, this person was the one who had just spoken.