The married husband is a grandfather

Song Qingye's birthday was in autumn. In the year they were together, his birthday had already passed. In the second year, Chu Yu was not at home. Later, he was away from home and lived in two places, so he had no chance to celebrate his birthday together.

This was the first time this year, although he said he had no idea, but Song Qingye was happy in his heart, looking forward to it, what kind of birthday could a dull person like Chu Yu give him?After thinking hard for a while, he smiled in relief, it doesn't matter what kind of birthday it is, as long as Chu Yu is by his side.

A few days later, the street was full of excitement. Song Qingye looked down from the upstairs window and saw a few officials parading the prison carts.

The clerk in Song Qingye's store saw him and said to him: "Boss, you probably don't know that the prisoner is locked in a murderer. He killed his husband and even chopped off the thing and took the money. I ran away, no, I was caught."

Song Qingye took a sip of tea and nodded.

"Do you know the prisoner's name?"

The man didn't expect his boss to be interested in this matter, so he replied: "I know, it has been spread all over the place."

"The original name is Chu Mian. He is the brother of Yunya Village. I heard that his elder brother was beheaded for arson a few years ago. It really is a nest of snakes and rats."

Song Qingye looked at him from a distance just now, and he looked a bit like Chu Mian, but he and Chu Mian had never met each other a few times, so he couldn't confirm it. Now, after hearing what the guy said, it was really him.

Song Qingye didn't take this matter to heart, after all, it had nothing to do with him.

After returning, he told Chu Yu about it, and Chu Yu just nodded to show that he knew.

"You didn't say anything?" Song Qingye asked.

Chu Yu said lightly: "What you do is what you do, karma."

Song Qingye smiled, "Why do I think you still remember his hatred of bullying Qiuqiu before?"

Chu Yu nodded solemnly, "Yes."

Song Qingye laughed loudly and lay on Chu Yu's back, jokingly said in his ear: "Stingy."

Chu Yu turned her head, kissed his lips fiercely, and bit him before leaving, staring at him deeply: "That's how you hold grudges."

Song Qingye was in pain, glared at him, held his head, and kissed Chu Yu fiercely, intending to take revenge.

Later Xia Zhu came to exchange tea for them, and looked at his two masters strangely, why were his mouths so red?Could it be that you are sick?

He also asked Song Qingye intimately if he needed to invite the doctor to come and have a look. Song Qingye coughed awkwardly, "No, it's fine."

After Xia Zhu left, Song Qingye looked at Chu Yu resentfully, "It's all your fault!"

Chu Yu didn't deny it either, took his hand and kissed it, "Well, it's my fault."

For his attitude, Song Qingye lost his anger, "It's been a while since you came back, do you want to go back and see your parents?"

Chu Yu also has this plan. He has been away all these years, and his return time is very short, so he hasn't been back to Yunya Village for two or three years.

"It's been so hard for you these years." Chu Yu said, turning around and hugging him.

Song Qingye shook his head, and put his chin on Chu Yu's shoulder, "It's rare for me to go back, that is, to send someone to deliver some things there. They want to see people more than this."

"Oh, by the way, the tiger-toed shoes I taught my mother to make sold well before, and my father is a hunter, so they are living a prosperous life now."

Upon hearing this, Chu Yu asked, "Mr. Qian and the others didn't come?"

"Of course there are, but parents didn't open the door for them. It's probably because of what you said last time that they have completely figured it out." Song Qingye is happy to see the success of this. The life of the two of them in Yunya Village is definitely considered leisurely.

Song Qingye and Chu Yu built them a house made of blue bricks and black tiles, which is now the only scenery in Yunya Village. The family also raises cattle. They work at sunrise and rest at sunset every day, which can be called leisurely.

It’s just that probably only Chu Da and Liu Yuniang know that they want their children and grandchildren to be around their knees and enjoy family happiness more than a house with blue bricks and black tiles.

On Song Qingye's day, Chu Yu got up early in the morning, and the stove beside him was gone, and Song Qingye woke up suddenly.

Chu Yu hugged him and kissed him on the forehead, and said softly: "It's still early, sleep a little longer."

Song Qingye nestled in his arms and refused to move, and refused to let him go. Chu Yu rubbed his messy hair, "Be good, be obedient."

Song Qingye's voice was lazy and sexy because he didn't wake up, "I don't want to let you go, sleep with me for a while."

Even though Chu Yu's heart was as hard as iron, he became entangled in front of Song Qingye, but he really had something important to do today, so he had to cruelly pull Song Qingye off his body and stuff him into the bed.

Song Qingye didn't even open his eyes, so he turned over and turned his back to Chu Yu, "Chu Yu, you're done, I'm angry, the kind that can't be coaxed."

Chu Yu not only didn't worry that he was going to die, but was itchy by his appearance.

He leaned down to Song Qingye's protruding ear, and kissed him, "I'll come back as soon as I go."

When Chu Yu really left, Song Qingye turned around covering his kissed ears, and now he was no longer drowsy.

"Little bastard, you've failed your studies."

Even though he said so, the smile on his face couldn't disappear.

Song Qingye fell asleep for a while, and it was almost noon when he woke up again.When I was about to get up, I realized that there was a new dress beside the bed, high-quality snow satin, embroidered with elegant dark patterns, from the inside to the outside, every detail showed that it was expensive.

Song Qingye smiled, and put on the clothes one by one. He suddenly remembered what he had heard before, that a man gave you clothes to help you take them off one by one.

Even though he thought so, Chu Yu probably didn't know that there was such a meaning in sending clothes.

Song Qingye was originally handsome and handsome, but now that he was dressed in a fancy dress, it made him look like a fairy in a painting.

There was a piece of jade at the bottom of the clothes. Song Qingye took a closer look and found that it was still a pair. He only had half of it, and the other half should be with Chu Yu.

"It's quite romantic." Song Qingye looked at the jade pendant and smiled, then tied it around his waist.

"Second Master, are you really not a fairy?" Shi Xiaoshan said in amazement when he saw Song Qingye who had just walked out of the room.

Song Qingye smiled when he heard the words, "Okay, it's too exaggerated."

He casually rewarded Shi Xiaoshan with a small amount of silver, and Shi Xiaoshan took it with a smile, "Thank you, Second Master, I have ordered you today, no one is allowed to say those four words to you, he has to be the first to say it."

Song Qingye was stunned for a moment before realizing what Shi Xiaoshan was talking about, "Childish."

Shi Xiaoshan thought to himself that you said that the master is childish, so the second master, don't make the corners of your mouth go up like that.

"Where's Chu Yu?"

"Master is waiting for you in the yard." Shi Xiaoshan came here for this purpose, and was ordered to call Song Qingye over.

Song Qingye nodded, and walked briskly to the backyard. It coincided with the golden autumn season, and the warm sunshine at noon fell on Song Qingye's shoulders through the golden ginkgo leaves.

From a distance, he saw a figure standing among the falling flowers, wearing an indigo-colored shirt, looking back, his eyes met, half smiling, half affectionate.

Chu Yu walked towards him from the depths of autumn, held his hand, and whispered to him: "Happy birthday, joy and well-being."

Song Qingye leaned over with a smile and kissed his cheek, "Thank you."

When Song Qingye saw a table of his favorite dishes, he happily asked, "You made it?"

"Well, try it, it should taste good." Chu Yu held a piece of ribs to Song Qingye's mouth.

"Hmm! Delicious!" Song Qingye gave Chu Yu a thumbs up.

"Then eat more." Chu Yu handed the chopsticks to Song Qingye.

"You sit down and eat too." Song Qingye picked up some meat with chopsticks for Chu Yu, and ate until his cheeks bulged.

Seeing that Song Qingye really likes to eat, Chu Yu felt a sense of warmth in his heart. It should be one of the happiest things to see the person he loves eating the food he made with satisfaction.

The two quickly ate up all the dishes on the table, and Song Qingye hiccupped, "I'm so full!"

"Don't force yourself if you can't eat, or you will be the one who suffers." Chu Yu helped him get up and take a walk to digest food.

"That can't be done. You made it yourself. No matter how unpalatable it tastes, I won't keep any of it. What's more, it tastes so good." Song Qingye supported his waist and said as he walked.

"Hey, Qingye, when did you get pregnant? Why didn't you tell us?" The person who came was Wen Tingchun, and Xie Yuesheng stood beside him.

Song Qingye glanced at him, "Tsk, people who have sons are different, and from time to time they have to say a few words about those of us who can't have children."

"Hahaha, there are some things, it's destined, there's no way." Wen Tingchun didn't realize that Song Qingye was mocking him.

"If you don't have anything to go to the Three Treasures Hall, tell me, what's the reason?" Song Qingye didn't talk to him, and asked directly.

"Look at how much you said. Isn't today your birthday? A Sheng and I are here to give you a congratulatory gift." Wen Tingchun put a beautifully wrapped box into his hands as he spoke.

Song Qingye was a little surprised, he didn't expect that Wen Tingchun came to give him a gift.

"Thanks, what's in it? Can I open it and have a look?"

Wen Tingchun suddenly showed a meaningful smile, "Good stuff."

Song Qingye looked at his smile and felt that something was wrong.

"Then I don't want to open it." With that said, Song Qingye stuffed the box into Chu Yu's hands.

"Hey, it's really a good thing. Anyway, just remember to read it. If you don't have enough, you can ask me for it."

Song Qingye felt that Wen Tingchun's smile was obscene and petty, so he couldn't help but turned to Xie Yuesheng and said, "Yuesheng, are you really not going to find another lover?"

Xie Yuesheng answered him calmly: "Marry a chicken and follow the chicken, marry a dog and follow the dog."

Wen Tingchun looked at Xie Yuesheng with a tired smile on his face, "Qing Ye, don't try to provoke me and A Sheng, we have a good relationship, like glue."

As he said that, he hugged Xie Yuesheng's waist. Xie Yuesheng didn't even frown, and directly reached out and knocked off his unruly hand, "Pay attention to your manners."

Wen Tingchun looked at Xie Yuesheng pitifully, "A Sheng hurt me, hurry up and give me a whir."

Song Qingye watched Wen Tingchun shamelessly showing affection in front of him and Chu Yu, why didn't he know that Wen Tingchun was so mentally retarded before?Fortunately, he is still a father, so I guess Wen Nianshen is better than him in terms of IQ.