Mrs. Han took Han Tianlei to the inner room, and then sat down with a straight face. Han Tianlei pouted and stood aside.

"It's all for you to get used to." Mrs. Han said.

"What are you talking about? Shouldn't I love my daughter-in-law? ”

"I really responded to the sentence that I married my daughter-in-law and forgot my mother."

"Mother, no matter where my son is or what he is doing, he always thinks about you and his father in his heart."

"Since you're thinking about me and your father, why are you fooling around outside during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"Mother." Han Tianlei walked over and knelt down to beat Mrs. Han's legs, "I have prepared Mid-Autumn Festival gifts for you and your father a long time ago." ”

Han Tianlei clapped his hands, bolted in, and presented a silver box. Although Mrs. Han was a little happy in her heart, she still had a straight face on her face.

She opened the box with half-squinted eyes, and a jade Buddha was sleeping inside.

"How? Do you like it? Han Tianlei massaged Mrs. Han's shoulder.

Mrs. Han smiled lightly: "You are still a heart. ”

Han Tianlei served Mrs. Han more diligently. Mrs. Han recites the Buddha and likes these Buddhist objects the most. Han Tianlei did what he liked, even if Mrs. Han felt uncomfortable, but when she saw what she liked, she was not so angry.

Han Tianlei ordered the little servant to send a gift from Master Han, which was a fine white-glazed long-necked bottle. Mr. Han likes to collect antiques.

Although Han Tianlei knew that Mrs. Han was embarrassed by repairing old books, if she opened her mouth to help Guo Qianqian speak at this time, it would only add fuel to the fire. The plan for today is to serve Mrs. Han well, Mrs. Han's anger is gone, and naturally she will not be too embarrassed Guo Qianqian.

Guo Qianqian fought at night in the Dark Fragrance Pavilion and did not sleep. On the second day, Xiaocui opened the door with Spring Rain and Autumn Frost, only to see that she was asleep on the desk, still holding a pen in her hand, and the ink on her face had dried.

Xiaocui put a cloak on Guo Qianqian and wiped her face with a wet silk. At this time, Han Tianlei walked in and said softly, "I'll come." ”

Xiao Cui glanced at Han Tianlei and said, "Young Master Jin Gui, let the slave and maid serve." ”

"If I tell you to step down, you will step down."

Xiaocui handed the silk to Han Tianlei and stepped aside.

Chunyu took a feather duster to dust the bookshelf, and caught a glimpse of Han Tianlei wiping Guo Qianqian's face with a silk, his eyes contained concern and love, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Hey Qiushuang, look at it." Spring rain pokes autumn frost with his hand.

"What's wrong?" Qiu Shuang looked at it and sighed, "Oh my God, the young master actually spoiled her so much and wiped her face personally." ”

"How else to say that this concubine of the Guo Mansion is amazing, and our young master is so stunned that even my sister is willing to bow down."

Han Tianlei heard the two of them talking in a whisper, but he didn't pay attention to it, picked up a book on the desk and looked at it.

On the brown paper, there is a beautiful script on the book "The Elegance of the Daughter", and the book leather is very well wrapped. There are no protruding corners, and there is no pressing on the cover of the book. There are also dozens of wrapped old books on the desk, each with a book title.

He sorted out the books on the desk and piled them aside, put the brush in Guo Qianqian's hand on the pen rest, and then picked her up horizontally and walked out of the Dark Fragrance Pavilion.

Spring rain and autumn frost work are gone, hiding behind bookshelves and peeking.

"Young master, young master actually went out with her." Autumn Frost exclaimed.

"It seems that our young master was really subdued by the little fox raised by this aunt."

"Don't look at it, don't look at it."

After Xiao Cui finished speaking, he hurriedly followed Han Tianlei.

The road shook violently, and Guo Qianqian, who was in Han Tianlei's arms, woke up without taking a few steps.

"Tianlei." Guo Qianqian found Han Tianlei hugging her, "Where are we going?" ”

"Send you back to bed."

As soon as I came down the stairs, I met a few maids, although they didn't dare to say bad things about Guo Qianqian in front of Han Tianlei, but they still pointed fingers behind their backs.

"You let me down, the maids are watching." Guo Qianqian bowed her head and said.

"Then let them see it." Han Tianlei's face did not change, "A few of them peep at Du Ruoxuan on weekdays, so let them see enough today." ”

The maids looked at the backs of the two and sighed for a while.

Back to Du Ruoxuan, Han Tianlei carefully put Guo Qianqian on the bed, took off her shoes, pushed her to sleep, and got up again and pulled the quilt to cover her.

"Sleep, call me when you wake up." He pointed to the table and chair over there and smiled, "I'll sit there." ”

Guo Qianqian pursed her lips and nodded with a smile.

Han Tianlei went to the round table and sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, lowered his head and took two sips, turned his head to see Guo Qianqian on the bed looking at him with his eyes open, he smiled and said, "Sleep." ”

Guo Qianqian smiled at him and rested with her eyes closed. After a while, she rolled over and slept against the wall again.

Han Tianlei picked up the teacup and looked at the floating tea leaves in the cup. Guo Qianqian is like a floating tea leaf in this cup, it can't go up or fall, there is no root and no support. How could he not know that Mrs. Han was deliberately making things difficult for Guo Qianqian, but Mrs. Han was not happy, and Guo Qianqian had to suffer a little to calm down.

Guo Qianqian didn't sleep all along, her head hurt, and she fell asleep for a long time. Han Tianlei supported his head with his hands, looking at her back, his small body buried in the quilt, sleeping there like a loach fish. He stayed with her for a long time, and when he was tired, he closed his eyes and recuperated.

After Jiang Zhiyuan returned from Guo's mansion, he walked to the yamen. Mr. Guo is still handling official documents in the cabinet. Jiang Zhiyuan walked through the hall, met several officials on the way, greeted them one by one, and walked to the cabinet.

Jiang Zhiyuan knocked on the door: "Father." ”

"Far away." Governor Jiang looked up, "Come here." ”

Jiang Zhiyuan walked over and sat down next to the copywriter who was dealing with official documents.

"Have you been to Guo's mansion?" Governor Jiang asked.

"I've been there."

"Are your uncle and aunt okay?"

"My uncle looks very good, he is old and strong, my aunt lives a peaceful life, there is nothing to worry about, and the second old man also asks his son to ask his father for peace."

"Well, that's good." Governor Jiang put down the fold in his hand, "I rest in the yamen on weekdays, and I don't have much time to eat with you." Today is a rare Mid-Autumn Festival, how about we go and drink a cup? ”

Jiang Zhiyuan smiled irrepressibly and said with a smile: "Very good! ”

Governor Jiang got up and sorted out the folds on the case, then walked to the inner room to change into civilian clothes, and walked out of the room with Jiang Zhiyuan to the outside of the yamen.

Jiang Feng was waiting at the door, and when he saw Jiang Zhiyuan coming over, followed by Jiang Zhiyuan with a smile on his face, Jiang Feng hurriedly bowed: "Master." ”

Governor Jiang nodded with a smile, and Jiang Feng immediately followed Jiang Zhiyuan's steps.

"Master, where are you going?" Jiang Feng asked in a low voice.

"Accompany the prefect to eat and drink." Jiang Zhiyuan said with a smile.

When Jiang Feng heard this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was even happier than Jiang Zhiyuan: "The slave will go back to the house to make arrangements." ”

Jiang Zhiyuan waved his hand behind his back, which was allowed.

Jiang Zhifu and Jiang Zhiyuan did not go to the Zuixian Building in Lilac Lane, nor did they go to the hometown teahouse in Yaohua Lane, but went to the night market wine stall in Zitong Lane.

The two of them casually found a vacant seat and sat down, and the shopkeeper greeted, "What do you two need?" ”

"Two jars of old wine." Jiang Zhifu Road.

The shopkeeper immediately brought wine jars and wine bowls, and Jiang Zhifu pulled open the lids of the two wine jars and placed one wine jar in front of Jiang Zhiyuan. Jiang Zhiyuan understood, smiled and put the two wine bowls on the side of the table.

"Yuan'er, come." Jiang Zhifu raised the wine jar, his movements free and heroic.

Jiang Zhiyuan also raised the wine jar, and the two drank each other, taking two sips fiercely.

Jiang Zhifu put the wine jar on the table, lowered his head, and said ashamedly: "In ancient times, Dayu controlled the water, and he passed the door three times without entering, and his father was not Dayu, but he also passed the door three times without entering." ”

He raised his head and continued, "I still remember when you were five years old, that winter, it was very cold. I came home by chance, and found you sitting on a small stool outside the kitchen, your clothes black as a rag, your snot hanging to your mouth, and your cheeks as red as apples. You wiped your nose with your hand, looked at me blankly, and didn't call me daddy, just sat there in a daze. ”

"Father." Jiang Zhiyuan called in a low voice.

"It was then that I realized how pitiful my distant son was." Governor Jiang sighed, "Your mother died early due to illness, I don't have time to take care of you, but I pity you for living alone in Jiang Mansion." The state affairs are big, the family affairs are small, I have no time to separate, I wanted to find a stepmother for you, but ......"

"It's my son who doesn't want to." He interrupted Jiang Governor's words, "It's the son's fault that he doesn't want his father to find a stepmother for his son." ”

"Someone has to take care of you. Those old mothers are all lazy and lazy, and they don't take their masters in their eyes, if I hadn't sent them away a few years earlier, I don't know how long they will stay in Jiangfu! ”

"The son knows that the father is for the good of the son, but ...... It's just that the son has grown up now, and he doesn't need his stepmother to take care of him. ”

When he was ten years old, the prefect of Jiang mentioned to him the matter of finding his stepmother, but he politely refused, and later mentioned it several times. Governor Jiang always felt sorry for him and had to find someone to take care of him.

But he didn't want other women to become the housekeepers of Jiang Mansion, and he didn't want to see his father intimate and ambiguous with other women. Therefore, Jiang Zhifu has not continued for a long time, and the wife of Ming Media is marrying no one other than Jiang Zhiyuan's mother Wu.

"Yes, Yuan'er has grown up." Governor Jiang supported his thighs with his hands, "What else do you want to do!" Don't mention it, don't mention it! ”

"The father can say these thoughtful words to his son today, and the son is satisfied."

Governor Jiang nodded heavily, raised the wine jar, and said in a heroic voice: "Come!" Du Kang relieves his worries, forgets his worries when he gets drunk, and does it! ”

Both of them drank bitterly. Jiang Zhiyuan shook the wine jar and said loudly to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, two more jars!" ”

"Okay!" The store brought two more jars of wine and put them on the table. Governor Jiang gave the store a piece of silver, and the store retreated with a smile.

Jiang Zhiyuan wanted to dissuade him from the lid of the wine jar again, but thinking that today was the Mid-Autumn Festival, he and Jiang Zhifu rarely got together, so how could he still persuade him to drink!