"By the way, brother, you feel a little weird when you come back this time, is there something to hide from me," Yichen asked his cousin lightly.

Shen Yumo raised her eyebrows, did not answer, still eating elegantly, Yichen saw that her cousin did not mean to answer, so she stopped asking.

Now, all the properties of the Shen family are in the hands of Shen Yumo, and he now has two powerful generals, one is Jing Peng, but everyone is used to calling Jing Peng a strong son; One is Gu Haobo, these two people are Shen Yumo's right-hand men

Leng Bo looked at the three young people in front of him, and smiled shallowly unconsciously, there are some things, they will always come when the time comes, but I don't know if today's young people can cope with it. But he still has faith in them, and no matter what, he has watched these children grow up.

"Brother, you have been taking care of your family's affairs since you came down from the army, do you want to help," Yichen still asked unwillingly, always feeling that there was something wrong this time.

"No, it's not enough to be difficult for your brother," Shen Yumo replied to his cousin without emotion. He still can't bear to let his cousin think too much, he must do his best to be carefree and good, he hopes that what things outside will never be touched by Yichen, he thinks that his cousin is suitable for self-cultivation, self-cultivation, and then find a good man to marry.

Shen Yumo has a kind of indescribable feelings for his cousin, he was just nine years old when his little cousin was born, and a nine-year-old boy already knows a lot of things, so he was by his side when his aunt gave birth to his little cousin, and he saw that the little cousin who was born was very cute, but he didn't expect that his aunt died a few days later, and he was also at the scene on the day of his aunt's death.

He will always remember his aunt's expression when she was dying, her aunt looked at his mother Wu Mengwan, he remembered that her mother nodded at her aunt, "Don't worry, this is my daughter", the moment his aunt closed her eyes, he secretly decided that his little cousin was the person he wanted to protect in this life, and this was his responsibility.

Before the little cousin was three years old, he was always at their house, taken care of by his father, mother, and cold uncle, during this period, he often hugged the little cousin and coaxed the little cousin to be happy.

When he grew up, he went to study and went to the army, and he was separated from his little cousin, but he never stopped paying attention to his little cousin.

"Yichen, you came late today, and you brought a small fan, is there a new work," Shen Yumo looked at Yichen from the corner of his eye, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and was about to leave.

"Brother, you still know me best," Yichen was a little proud, "However, you can't take it anymore, this is a small fan, not suitable for you big men, where did you get the ten-inch folding fan I gave you last time?" Yichen doesn't like outsiders to hold his works, and Shen Yumo naturally knows this.

"You mentioned the word [Man Jianghong] on the folding fan really well, one of my comrades-in-arms liked it so much, so he took it domineeringly, good sister, don't be so stingy, it's a great blessing for your work to be recognized, isn't it?" The corners of Shen Yumo's mouth were slightly upturned, and in Yichen's opinion, there was a strange taste in it.

"Although your sister and I are little women, we also have a pure heart, okay!" Yichen rolled his eyes. Forget it, don't pursue it. "Remember in the future, don't give it to outsiders." In the end, I didn't forget to explain it again.

"However, today this small folding fan is still going to be taken away, and I want to give it away." Shen Yumo said with a hint of playfulness, and he couldn't veto it at all.

"Oh, I know", Yichen's beautiful single phoenix eyes blinked, "Okay, then you can take it, don't delay your good deeds."

"Thank you, my brother will remember your goodness", Yichen turned his head to look at his cousin, hmph, don't you say it, right, you will always know in the future, now we will know it by heart.

"The work of the dust girl, I haven't seen it yet, you are going to divide it, I am still a teacher", Leng Bo couldn't help but talk, the work of the dust girl, whether it is poetry or calligraphy, he is confident, and some works may not even be able to be written by him, a teacher.

"I'll read it aloud", Xiao Ke volunteered.

【Dream Order】"Spring Affair"

Last night the wind danced,

Today's plum blossom returns.

The fine willow hangs lightly cold,

But it is suspected that pear blossom fog.

Who cares? Who cares!

It should be green dust and red households.