After eating, the two were drinking tea in the room, and Mu Qingao asked her, "Are you going to leave Liu Lin in the workshop?" ”

"Yes, Cheng Jun needs a right-hand man here, although Ah Lin, this child is only seven years old, but compared to his peers, he is mentally mature and stable."

"Well, you really have a very unique eye for people." Mu Qingao did not hesitate to praise, but the conversation changed, "I want to take him away and send him to a shop in the capital for exercise, what do you think?" ”

"What's that?" Song Qingyun blinked and looked at him in disbelief.

"Seedlings are the most failed way of education, he doesn't understand anything, and if he goes, he's just going to be cannon fodder!"

The corners of Mu Qingao's mouth pulled out a smile, "You just praised him for his mature mind and his ability to be of great use!" ”

"That can only be a small area of the workshop, with Cheng Jun here, how can I take care of him more."

Mu Qingao put down the teacup in his hand, looked into her eyes seriously and asked, "Do you want to protect him or do you want him to grow up quickly?" ”

"This ......?" Song Qingyun couldn't help frowning, her rhetoric was inconsistent, yes, what kind of person did she want Liu Lin to become?

Seeing her distressed look, Mu Qingao couldn't help but rub the top of her head and repeat the conversation she heard in the evening.

Song Qingyun pondered for a long time, nodded and agreed, "Okay, you take Liu Lin away, but after you finish your studies, you have to return it to me, and I will need him to take the lead in my industry in the future." ”

"That's not fair." Mu Qingao's face suddenly collapsed, pretending to be distressed.

"How can there be justice in the world? Since the prince is going to marry me, a vulgar peasant woman, you must be mentally prepared, because I will be intermittently unreasonable, and if you can't bear it, I advise you to think carefully about your marriage. ”

"Sharp teeth!" Mu Qingao was amused by her words, now Song Qingyun no longer resists his proposal, he has let him see the dawn of victory, as for the rest, life is long, mutual support, mutual understanding, after all, will be exchanged for a happy life.

His requirements are really not high, I don't know why the Great Zhou Dynasty spread that his eyes are above the top, and the mate selection standards for the future princess are very harsh, so that Wang Xueyuan's family seems to be a bodhisattva who saves the suffering and rescues the suffering, and is compassionate and compassionate, and dedicates his daughter to save the unmarried women all over the world, and portrays the prince of Jing alive as a violent and irritable pervert.

Even if these words reach Qingyun's ears, I believe she will scoff at them.

The next day was Doubao's second birthday, and unconsciously, Song Qingyun had been in this era for almost three years.

Time flies, the white horse passes through the gap, the finger gap is too wide, and the time is too narrow.

In the morning, he used a copper mirror that was not very clear to shine on his facial muscles, and Song Qingyun was horrified to find that the first crow's feet appeared in the corner of his eye.

How old is she, according to Liu Wang's words, she should be twenty-two years old, but how can she have crow's feet at twenty-two? It's not that she worked too hard in the first half of her life, even the shopkeeper of the silk village laughed at her for not spending money if she had money, women don't care about their faces, and sooner or later they will become yellow-faced women.

This crow's feet came too early, Song Qingyun was ready to strangle it in the cradle, and turned around to ask the ladies and ladies in the capital in plain clothes what skin care they used, but the girl in plain clothes didn't know anything.

"Forget it, your face is as rough as the laundry table at the door, plain clothes, listen to Mrs. Persuasion, be kind to yourself, from now on, you wash your face again and wipe the skin care oil on the table one by one."

She wanted to try which kind of oil gave her an extra crow's feet, and from then on she put it on the shelf and resolutely could not use it again.

Su Yi didn't say a word and let Ah Fu help her pat oil on her face, the slippery cream makeup unknown liquid, when her whole face glowed with youthful brilliance, Qingyun suddenly felt as if she had saved a life, making her more vivid and vivid.

"Today is Doubao's big day, you go back and change your clothes, didn't Jin Niang cut a lilac skirt for you a few days ago? You will wear it today, and if you don't wear it, I will tell the prince to punish you. ”

Su Yi tugged at the corners of her mouth, but after all, she didn't make any expression on her smooth face like a shelled egg, and returned to her room without coming out for a long time.

There were congratulatory people coming over one after another, most of them were businessmen who had business dealings with her. There are those who directly send stewards to send congratulatory gifts, and there are those who bring their families to see Song Qingyun's beauty, and there are also those who have ulterior motives to inquire about various intelligence, such as 369, etc., all kinds of things, her house is as lively as a vegetable market.

Early in the morning, Mu Qingao took Doubao to climb the East Mountain to watch the sunrise, which he had promised a long time ago.

Before going out, the sky was still dark, and Song Qingyun was worried that the child would be attacked by the tricky and strange mountain wind, and turned out the fox fur worn in Beihu in winter, which made the father and son disgusted.

The kid knew that today was his second birthday, so he waved his fist and said that he had grown up and didn't have to treat him like a baby.

Song Qingyun scoffed, "As of today, you have only been in this world for more than 700 days, and you are an immature young tooth that can no longer be immature, and you still belong to the ranks of babies." ”

Doubao's aggrieved mouth was about to cry, and he was knocked on the head by his father.

"Only children cry at every turn."

So Doubao's children burst into tears and laughed, hugged his father's neck, and then waved to his mother proudly, "You hurry up and go back to sleep again!" ”

Naturally, she didn't sleep, which is the direct reason why she developed crow's feet at the age of twenty-two.

Now that the house is full, she, as the hostess, greets every guest who greets her with a standard smile, and the muscles on her face are stiff, as if she is wearing a mask.

Finally, in the midst of everyone's inquiry, Mu Qingao took Doubao's little hand and appeared in everyone's field of vision.

At this time, Song Qingyun realized that she lacked language knowledge, and she couldn't find the right words to describe the expressions of the guests.

Anyway, everyone was frightened by the powerful and domineering style of the father and son, and a little doll in his arms even cried timidly.

Song Qingyun hurriedly stepped forward, took Doubao's little hand and smiled at everyone, "This is the dog Song Mo, thank you for your love and come to his birthday banquet." ”

Song Qingyun looked down at the arrogant Doubao child, Xu was too excited to play, and there was a thin layer of shiny sweat on the tip of his nose.

Doubao stepped forward, stood on the steps, straightened his waist, and his eyes were bright, "Thank you uncles, aunts and uncles for your love, the boy is grateful, please don't be restrained, eat well, drink well, drink well, I hope you have fun and eat happily." ”

In short, his remarks made the dumbfounded guests feel that their child is a straw rice bucket, or they must give birth to such a baby in the future, so the next generation may be Wenqu Xing descending to earth, and the ancestral tomb is smoking, etc.

There was only one person in the audience who frowned, Song Qingyun looked at him curiously and asked, "Lord Wang, are you uncomfortable?" ”

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