Tong Jiayan thought about it for a while, and suddenly asked, "My mother's dowry ...... Is there a cloth shop? ”

Lu Wu thought about it, and nodded uncertainly: "It seems to have it...... "Mrs. Xian's dowry list is in the hands of the master, and she doesn't know very well.

"Yes." Qingju suddenly interjected, she had been with the Da Ji clan for a long time, and she was more concerned about the affairs of the Da Ji clan than ordinary people, "Mrs. has a cloth shop on East Street, and the slave maid used to go to the store with Mama Qian to see it." ”

Mama Qian is the grandmother of the Daji family, and after the death of the Daji family, Mama Qian also became ill because of worries and died soon after.

"Miss, what are you asking for?" Qingju was curious.

"I want to take over the cloth shop first, and get familiar with it." After getting a positive answer, Tong Jiayan said in a good mood, "Father should come back, let's go, bring the chicken soup we stewed before we went out, and let's go to Fangzhi Courtyard." ”

……

In two days, Tong Changqing will go to the capital to report on his work.

Jingli gave him a seven-day vacation so that he could go back to Jinling first and recuperate.

When Tong Jiayan arrived at Fangzhi Hospital, Tong Yihang was also there.

Xiao Ji was holding Tong Yihang's hand distressedly, and spoke to him with concern: "...... Are you still used to studying in a new school? How are the teachers? How are the students? But are they all easy to get along with? I said I wanted you to take a few more days off and go back to school, but your father was worried that you would miss out on your studies. By the way, no one bullied you in the new school, right? ”

On the third day after returning home, Tong Changqing hurriedly sent Tong Yihang to Jinling Academy to continue his schooling.

Tong Jiayan noticed that Tong Yihang's face was a little red, he should be shy, probably because he felt that he was an adult now, and he was not used to Xiao Ji's treating him as a child in front of many people, but he was embarrassed to brush her motherly heart, so he looked a little awkward.

He nodded and said, "Mother, don't worry, I'm fine at school." The teachers and classmates are very easy to get along with, and no one bullies me. ”

As he spoke, he carefully twitched his hand twice and pulled his hand out of Xiao Ji's hand.

Xiao Ji didn't care about these two details. Hearing him say this, she nodded and breathed a sigh of relief as if relieved: "That's good." After thinking about it, he quickly said, "If you encounter something unhappy at school, you must remember to tell your mother, don't secretly hold it back." ”

Tong Yihang hurriedly nodded like pounding garlic: "Mother, don't worry, I know." ”

As he spoke, he turned his eyes away, and just saw Tong Jiayan coming in.

His face suddenly lit up, his eyes were shining, and he looked at her with a radiant look, as if he had seen a savior: "My sister is here!" He couldn't wait to walk over to her.

Tong Jiayan knew it and didn't break it, so he pursed his lips and smiled at him.

After Tong Yihang reacted, he winked at her.

When Xiao Ji saw Qingju behind her holding a big stew pot in his hand, he asked strangely, "What are you bringing here?" ”

Tong Jiayan often cooks some food and sends it to Fangzhi Courtyard these days, since eating the food sent by Tong Jiayan, Xiao Ji wants to discover the new world, and secretly sighs with Tong Changqing when he goes to bed at night: "I didn't expect Jiayan's cooking skills to be so good, and the things I made are even more delicious than the ones I bought outside, which is not like me." ”

Tong Changqing would glance at her silently.

I thought that she was not born by you, how could she be like you, like him.

The child's nose was sharp, and Tong Jianian ran over from the next room when he smelled the fragrance.

"Mother, mother, it's so fragrant!"

When she ran into the door and saw a bunch of people inside, she paused for a moment, and then smelled the aroma again, her eyes turned and fell on the big stew pot held by Qingju, her mouth grinned, and she ran over and said excitedly: "What does my sister do for Nian Nian again?" ”

Tong Jiayan bent down and said to her, "It's chicken soup." ”

"Chicken soup?" Tong Yihang sniffed the smell, "The taste is a bit similar, but it seems to be different from the chicken soup I drank before." ”

Tong Jiayan smiled and said, "Brother will know after drinking it later." ”

Tong Yihang was tickled, and waited more and more eagerly for Tong Changqing to come back quickly.

As soon as Tong Changqing came back and entered the door, he was faced with three hot-eyed "Wangfu Stones, Wangfu Stones", and his steps paused, and one foot crossed the threshold and stopped in mid-air, obviously frightened.

"What do you do?"

They all looked at him with glowing eyes, as if they were going to eat him.

Xiao Ji's eyes eagerly stood up and said, "Master, you're finally back!" "If you don't come back, the chicken soup will be cold!

Tong Yihang swallowed his saliva and saluted: "Father, you came back really early." "One step later, he will be really shameless to drink first!

Tong Jianian shook his head and complained: "Daddy, why haven't you come back now!" Oops hey! "I'm hungry for her!

Tong Changqing looked at his wife left in confusion, at his eldest son and younger daughter on his right, and finally at the only normal eldest daughter present, pointed to his temple, his eyes swept over the others, and asked in a disgusted tone: "Did they take the wrong medicine?" ”

Tong Jiayan couldn't help but smile and stepped forward and said, "Father, go and change your clothes, I stewed chicken soup, and my mother has been waiting for you to come back and drink together." ”

Tong Changqing's eyes lit up.

Chicken soup?

Sounds like you're hungry.

Tong Changqing nodded: "I'll go change my clothes first." "After changing, I quickly came out to eat, not to say that I didn't feel it, but when I said it, I realized that I was so hungry that my chest was about to stick to my back.

Tong Changqing quickly changed his clothes and came out, and as soon as he came out, he was almost dumbfounded.

Xiao Ji, Tong Yihang and others have already sat directly at the round table in order, there is a stew cup in the middle of the table, and another maid comes in from outside the door with vegetables and rice in her hands, and the stew cup is neatly placed.

No one was waiting for him.

“……”

Xiao Ji looked up by chance and saw Tong Changqing standing behind the curtain of the inner room, and beckoned to him very casually: "Master, why are you stunned there?" Hurry up and eat. ”

Xiao Ji's voice made him get his wish, and he got a casual glance of his three children.

Tong Changqing straightened his cuffs and walked over, and sat down on the main seat specially reserved for him.

As soon as the lid of the stew pot is opened, a strong aroma of chicken soup wafts out.

Tong Changqing couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Seeing that Xiao Ji reached out and filled the first bowl of chicken soup, his hand on his knee was already half raised, ready to take over the soup bowl.

As a result, the bowl of fragrant chicken soup passed directly in front of his eyes and fell into the hands of the eldest daughter.

"This bowl is a good word."

Tong Jiayan took the chicken soup, and the afterglow swept over Tong Changqing's serious and shocked face, and he smiled in his heart, and said with a smile: "Thank you, mother." ”

Xiao Ji said with a smile: "Thank you for what I did, it's not you who made chicken soup." "I immediately went to serve a second bowl.

Tong Changqing waited with bated breath, feeling that the first bowl should be given to the eldest daughter, after all, the chicken soup was made by the eldest daughter herself, and the second bowl should be served to him.

Tong Changqing moved his buttocks, and the person sat up straighter.

As a result, I watched the second bowl of chicken soup fly again and fly to the eldest son.

Tong Yihang got up and said with a smile: "Thank you, mother." He sat down contentedly holding the bowl and not noticing the old father's knife-like eyes.

The third bowl of chicken soup was given to Tong Jianian.

It was his turn in the fourth bowl.

Tong Changqing silently calculated in his heart, judging from a bowl of chicken soup, his status in this family has plummeted to fourth.