Xihe held Mrs. Song's hand and whispered to her: "I also met a man outside the city. He looks similar to you. If not..."
"How can you see your foreigner?"
Mrs. Song quickly told her to shut up and stared at her: "Do you still want the reputation of my daughter's family?" [space]
Xihe felt aggrieved: "Mom, I was wrong."
He glanced at the lively scene over there and his eyes sparkled: "But that man really looks like you. He is almost carved from the same mold. Mom, do you have any relatives in your grandma's family?"
Mrs. Song was really curious about her: "Is it really so similar?"
Could it be that my brother left some romantic debt outside? Thinking about it like this, I can't help but worry for my sister-in-law. When will my brother's romantic temperament change?
Xihe nodded wildly: "They are exactly the same."
Mrs. Song wrote this thing down, and complained to Mr. Song when she went to bed at night. Her brother was good at everything, but his romantic temperament made people anxious.
So, we went to court early the next day.
Mr. Zhao yawned, hugged his official hat, and got out of the carriage crookedly. His brother-in-law grabbed his hand: "Brother, what good entertainment have you had recently?"
Mr. Zhao immediately became alert: "Song Laoer, what do you want to do?"
He allowed himself to be romantic, but he did not allow his brother-in-law to be romantic. I thought to myself, could it be that more than ten years have passed and this old guy has become dishonest?
No, this can't happen!
He straightened his back and coughed, and with a serious face he began to tell Mr. Song what it means for a gentleman to do something and not do something.
Mr. Song's face turned dark when he heard this.
Simply cut him off and ask him if he had left any romantic debt more than ten years ago? Left a child outside? You still don't care and let people become villagers in the mountains?
It was because the two families had a good relationship that Master Song asked so straightforwardly.
Mr. Zhao was confused. Has he ever done such a bastard thing? He must have never done it before. He is romantic, but not obscene. He has definitely never done such a dishonorable thing.
Every time, I ordered someone to drink Bizi Tang, and it was safe and nothing was missed.
But seeing Mr. Song's doubtful face, he began to doubt himself.
Could it be that I made a mistake?
Mr. Zhao was restless throughout the morning, thinking about how to explain to his wife? On the other hand, I was thinking about my child whom I had never met before. How have these past ten years been?
moan and groan.
Since you gave birth, why didn't you tell me?
Even if you are a concubine, it is better than being a village man. He is not the kind of hard-hearted person, and his wife understands the general situation. Although she cannot spare him, it is enough to give the child a way to survive.
After coming to court, he quickly grabbed Mr. Song and asked about the child.
Mr. Song also heard from his wife, how did he know? So a group of people came to ask Xihe again, and Xihe opened his big innocent eyes: "Yue'er met that young master in the mountains. He makes a living by hunting, and he is very skilled in martial arts. He is born with..."
He glanced at Mr. Zhao, who was full of expectations, and then looked at his father: "That young master is tall and mighty, and he is very similar to his father."
Most of the Zhao family are thin and not as stalwart as the Song family.
Mr. Zhao: "..."
Mr. Song's face suddenly darkened: "Yue'er, what are you talking about?"
He didn't care about lust, and rarely entered the backyard. He would never touch his aunts unless his wife killed them first and then welcomed them through the door. For more than ten years, most of them stayed in the main courtyard.
Such character was rare in ancient times.
Xihe shrank his shoulders and burst into tears for a moment: "Dad, why are you so cruel? That young master is born exactly like my mother, even if, uh..."
Looking at the dark faces in front of him, Xihe quickly covered his mouth.
Mr. Zhao's eyes widened and he looked at his sister in disbelief. Good guy, is it possible that my sister is having sex with someone under Master Song's eyes... This is incredible.
After a while, Song Laoer went crazy and he had to stop him quickly.
Mrs. Song blushed with embarrassment and quickly explained: "My husband, I am not, I don't have it."
She is a serious boudoir girl. She has behaved well since she was a child and has never done anything out of the ordinary. You don't need to talk about such things as being in a pig cage... She was ashamed and angry, and couldn't help but gouge out her daughter.
Xihe blinked his big eyes, extremely innocent.
A person who appeared out of nowhere made the three parents feel bad. However, their daughter had never lied, and it was true that she would be exactly the same in the next life.
Mr. Song directly sent people to search for him. Mr. Zhao was worried that it was his heir, so he also followed behind.
Unfortunately, winter is approaching, and Song Yu has to prepare winter items and has been wandering around in the mountains.
The Zhao and Song families were left with nothing.
The New Year is coming, and there are important things in the court. Mr. Song is so busy every day that he forgets about this matter.
One day, when I returned home from the imperial court, I saw a person who looked exactly like my wife in the courtyard. I was shocked on the spot.
"This is……"
"Dad, do you think you are very similar to your mother?"
Xihe was so happy, with a bright red face, that he pulled Song Yu, who had a stiff face, to him: "Look at this nose, these eyes, this mouth... are they exactly the same?"
Master Song was extremely stiff, and Song Yu was even more uncomfortable.
He originally went down the mountain to sell the prey in the city, but he didn't expect to be dragged directly to the Song Mansion. Although the group was domineering but not tough, he couldn't resist directly.
Unexpectedly, when I entered the courtyard, I immediately saw the girl who was not very smart.
Song Yu: "..."
What was supposed to come came.
He was helpless and didn't understand. Are all the boudoir ladies in the capital so overbearing and like to force others to do things? Just because of a face...
Turning his head, he met Mrs. Song's eyes.
Bang,
The cup fell to the ground.
Mrs. Song's eyes shed tears uncontrollably, and she stared at Song Yu. The blood-blooded mother-child connection tightly connected the two people.
Xihe was still proud: "Mom, you see I didn't lie to you!"
It's a pity that Mrs. Song has no time to listen to her anymore. Her eyes are full of the child in front of her who is exactly like herself.
She stepped forward with trembling hands and said cautiously: "My child, what is your name?"
For some reason, Song Yu didn't break away from her touch.
There was sourness in my heart: "Lin Hengyu."
After some careful understanding, Mrs. Song was particularly excited. It was delicious and delicious. She asked all the maids to bring it to her. Xihe also joined in the fun and shouted for Song Yu to wash up and change clothes.
After saying this, Song Yu suddenly woke up and came back to his senses.
Although he felt very close to Mrs. Song, everything was too inexplicable, and his identity was different. He was just an ordinary young man from the mountains, how could he have a relationship with a wealthy family in Beijing? It must be impossible.
Seeing Mr. Song's embarrassed look at this time, he felt that he was in a delicate situation and should leave as soon as possible.
