"No need, you take Gorou back, there have been a lot of things at home recently, my father's health is not very good, and my mother is probably not in a very good mood, you just stay in the house, don't wander around, please don't come over, it's too cold, lest Gorou freeze his body, and ask a doctor."

Song Shaoyan explained.

Aunt Ding was slightly stunned, and her face became a little pale, but she immediately nodded and answered "yes", and retreated with Song Anrui very meekly.

After leaving Mingxuanju for some distance, Song Anrui asked, "Auntie, did you hear what they said in the house before?"

Aunt Ding shook her head, "The wind is so strong, where can I hear it clearly, not to mention that I don't dare to stay longer, if Song Anming finds out, it will be troublesome." ”

Song Anrui pouted, "They must be trying to figure out how to get the eldest sister out of the Tan family's family affairs, I heard that when they were in Rongsong Courtyard, they were very reluctant to marry the eldest sister to the Tan family, and they also made Mama Zhang and Mama Deng in the second room make a fool of themselves on the spot, if it weren't for the fact that grandmother and second uncle and aunt were afraid that there would be a moth when the time came, how could they be allowed to be so presumptuous!" ”

"Okay, these words are not what you should say, Gorou, you remember, you just need to study with peace of mind, and if you make a name for yourself in the future, it will be the greatest comfort to your mother, you don't have to worry about these things outside, your mother will take care of it."

Aunt Ding instructed again, these words are not the first time she has instructed Song Laorui, but Song Anrui feels that he has grown up, and his aunt is not loved by his father, and their mother and son are not so much people in the big room as the old lady and the people in the second room, if it weren't for the old lady and the second room, they would have been struggling long ago.

Aunt Ding looked at her son's disapproving look and comforted: "You see, the two of us are much better off now than Ming Xuanju, if it weren't for the inconvenience of taking it out, how could it be so cold when walking on this snow, my mother would have let you put on that fox fur coat a long time ago."

Don't worry, you don't have to worry about these things, my mother can handle it alone, as long as you get fame and become an official in the future, my mother and I will be able to escape from the sea of suffering. ”

"I'm an official, and the edict isn't from Ming Xuanju."

Song Anrui muttered, his face was a little gloomy, this gloomy color looked disobedient and frightening on his still young and somewhat childish face.

Aunt Ding smiled slightly, and said a little incomprehensibly: "That's not necessarily."

"Auntie?"

"Nothing." Aunt Ding shook her head, "Let's go, it's really cold outside." ”

What Aunt Ding didn't know was that Song Xiaochi did not go back to Jinxia Courtyard, but went to Wutong Courtyard with Song Anming and Qiao's couple.

Sycamore-in, as the name suggests, is named after a tall sycamore tree in the yard.

At some point, the snow began to fall again.

The snow fell silently on the sycamore branches that had lost all their leaves, and the snow on the branches was slowly thickening, and at some point, the branches would not be able to withstand the snow that was too thick and would creak and break and fall.

The whole courtyard is almost green, except for the white of the snow, which is the withered yellow of Xiao Suo.

It seems that it was only at this time that Song Xiaochi finally understood what this disastrous family affair would bring her.

"Auntie is here!" In the house, Song Junmao saw Song Xiaochi coming over with his father through the hazy window lattice.

Song Xiaochi also often came to play with him, so his first reaction was that his aunt came to play with him again.

Song Xiaochi followed Song Anming up the steps, and Song Junmao, the little guy, went directly around his father, ran straight to Song Xiaochi, and smiled at her flatteringly, "Auntie, hug!" ”

Song Xiaochi scratched his nose, "You still have to hug him when you're so old, are you ashamed?" ”

She grinned, as always.

"Alright, let's go inside, it's too cold outside." Qiao's came out after him, and after being stopped by the red heart in Rongsong Courtyard, she went directly back to Wutong Courtyard, after all, Song Junmao was still in the house.

Entering the house, Song Xiaochi stopped his brother from asking Qiao's to take Song Junmao down, "Big brother, I'll play with Brother Mao for a while, right?" ”

Song Anming looked at her, and didn't know if she would have the opportunity to sit together like she did today, playing with her nephew, so she nodded.

Qiao Shi also sighed.

Song Xiaochi herself has eased up at this time, and the road ahead is bumpy, once she decides, she doesn't need to retreat, hesitate, or hesitate.

She has a tenacity in her bones that allows it to storm and I don't move.

Song Junmao took out a lot of his knickknacks, such as tangrams, nine links, small wooden horses, and even a set of pebblestone chess pieces and wooden chessboards.

"What? Does Brother Mao want to play chess with his aunt? ”

Song Xiaochi asked.

Song Junmao nodded, and said in a milky voice: "Well, auntie, let's talk about a game!" My father and mother are all defeated by me, but it's really boring. ”

Don't look at Song Junmao, who is five years old, his chess is really good, his chess skills are still taught by himself, Song Xiaochi said: "Maybe in a few years, my aunt will not be Brother Mao's opponent."

Song Xiaochi is not just exaggerating, but with Song Junmao's intelligence and attainments in chess, she should really not be his opponent in a few years.

Qiao Shi smiled: "Sister, don't praise him, all day long saying that my father and I are not his opponents, and you still praise him like this, isn't his tail going to the sky?"

"I won't." Brother Mao raised his head and said: "Auntie, Brother Mao is very modest, it is said that he is simple and simple, and he is like a valley!"

Brother Mao'er shook his head and showed off, which made Song Anming, a somewhat second-in-law monk who only loves martial arts and does not like literature, confused.

He looked at his daughter-in-law Qiao, who didn't read much, so he naturally didn't know what he meant.

Song Junmao winked at Song Xiaochi, and the aunt and nephew immediately reached a tacit understanding, and started the chess game with a smile.

Song Anming saw that his aunt and nephew were as proud as stealing fishy cats, and pointed at the two of them, "Just use the ink in your stomach to fool us." ”

Qiao Shi tilted his head and said: "If you don't say it, don't say it, I'm not rare, I embroider, it's both beautiful and affordable."

Hearing Qiao's words, Song Anming's good mood disappeared in an instant.

Song Xiaochi and Song Junmao played three games, and Song Junmao lost, but this little baby is not the kind of character that can't afford to lose, but has a kind of resilience that becomes more and more courageous.

It's just that in the end, I couldn't stay awake and fell asleep, so I was persuaded by Song Xiaochi to sleep, and I still had a pair of big misty eyes open before going to bed, and said softly and vaguely: "One by one, tomorrow...... also accompanied Mao Guo'er to ...... Play chess! ”

Song Xiaochi didn't want to lie to him, so he had to pat his little meat hand, "Sleep!" ”