The married husband is a grandfather

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Don't you all remember Wen Yan?He is the brother who bumped into Chu Qiu at the Lantern Festival. See Chapter 46 and Chapter 47 for details.

After Song Qingye and Chu Yu had breakfast, they went to do their own things. When Chu Qiu got up, the two of them had already gone out. He hadn't slept in for a long time, and the soft blanket made him hardly want to get up.

"Master Qiu, why are you so thin? Eat more." Liu Ma took Chu Qiu's hand distressedly, looked at his thin wrist, and kept nagging.

Chu Qiu was already full of food early in the morning, and many servants in the yard were sweeping the snow. He changed into clothes, carried a basket on his back and held a machete, as if he was about to go out.

"Master Qiu, are you going out?" Tiandong called to stop Chu Qiu.

"Well, when I came back, I saw a mountain on the outskirts of the city, and I planned to go there to see if there were any rare herbs." Chu Qiu had his eyes fixed on the mountain when he came back yesterday.

"Then I'll go with you." Tiandong put down the work in hand and said that he was about to go out with Chu Qiu.

Chu Qiu waved his hand, "No need, it's very cold outside, don't freeze you."

This young master has no temper at all, but he is worried that he is a servant.

Before Tiandong had time to say anything, Chu Qiu left, he went to the stable to pick up Lord Xie, there was no snow today, and there was a hint of the sun coming out.

It seems that today is a fine weather.

Wen Tingchun has been a little upset recently, and things that had been left behind by him have come to him again.

He was very angry early in the morning, and when he came back from his mother, he sat in the room, and the maids became a little flustered, Xie Yuesheng raised his hand and drove everyone out, and then went to the table and poured wine for Wen Tingchun. A cup of tea.

"What's the matter? Take a sip of tea, look at your dark face." Xie Yuesheng handed the tea to Wen Tingchun.

After Wen Tingchun took it, he gulped it down, and those who didn't know thought he was drinking.

After drinking the tea, Wen Tingchun didn't care whether there was still tea in the corner of his mouth, so he turned around and hugged Xie Yuesheng's waist, and buried his face in his abdomen.

Xie Yuesheng patted his head helplessly, "What did mother tell you?"

Wen Tingchun buried his head in Xie Yuesheng's abdomen for a while, and then turned his face against Xie Yuesheng's abdomen, "Mother asked me to bring him back again. I have told Mother many times, but the child refused, he is not willing." Come back, but Niangfei won't listen."

The "he" that Wen Tingchun said, Xie Yuesheng probably knew a little bit, Wen Tingchun didn't like that child, so every time he was mentioned, Wen Tingchun would be unhappy, but Mrs. Wen was kind-hearted, so she kept talking about it.

"The child must be fifteen." Xie Yuesheng said.

"Well, I'll be sixteen next spring." Wen Tingchun replied sullenly.

Xie Yuesheng smiled lightly when he heard the words, "You always say you hate him, but you even remember his birthday clearly."

Wen Tingchun's face turned hot when Xie Yuesheng said, "Ah Sheng, you bullied me."

"How can I bully you, Wen Shilang must not talk nonsense."

Hearing Xie Yuesheng's words, Wen Tingchun immediately subconsciously started talking nasty words, "That's right, Xie Shangshu was bullied by Wen Shilang and cried last night."

Xie Yuesheng's face turned cold when he heard the words, "I think Wen Shilang should recognize the reality and go obediently to bring him back."

As soon as Wen Tingchun heard this, he knew that he had offended Xie Yuesheng again, so he quickly apologized, but Xie Yuesheng turned around and went to Wen Nianshen's room, and closed the door by the way, shutting down Wen Shilang who had said something wrong early in the morning. at the door.

"Hey, the young master has angered the young lady again."

"I have to come twice every three to five times, just get used to it, just get used to it."

The maids are used to this kind of scene, and they helped Wen Tingchun persuade him at the beginning, but now they have no reaction at all and do their own thing, anyway, Young Master Wen will always coax his husband well.

Chu Yu's master Yan Shuokun didn't know where he went to play recently. Before he left, he said that he would come back in a few days and bring them gifts. It had been three days since he left, and he didn't know where he went.

Song Qingye stretched while looking out the window, and suddenly remembered this matter. He was thinking about finding someone to look for, but he suddenly remembered that Yan Shuokun, a general, didn't need them to worry about his safety.

"Boss, a distinguished guest came just now and said he wanted to see you." Xiaoer knocked on the door and came in and whispered to Song Qingye.

Song Qingye frowned, honored guest?

"Let's go, I'll meet you." Song Qingye got up and adjusted his appearance before going out with Xiao Er.

The distinguished guest mentioned by Xiao Er was drinking tea in the private room, and the distinguished guest was none other than Prince Yu whom Song Qingye hadn't seen for a long time.

Before Song Qingye had time to salute, Prince Yu asked him to sit down without courtesy.

Song Qingye exchanged pleasantries with Lin Qiusheng, and only then did he ask about his intentions. Lin Qiusheng smiled and said, "I came this time to order a custom set for you."

"There are so many skilled craftsmen who can work for Prince Yu, why should Prince Yu go far and wide to come to me, if you don't do well, I'm afraid you will lose face."

Lin Qiusheng smiled and waved his hands, "The things made by those people are unavoidable. The things you sent to me before are very popular among the family members."

"It doesn't make sense for me to refuse again. Why don't I draw a sketch first, and then please have a look at it. If you are satisfied, then ask the master to make it?" Song Qingye thought that Lin Qiusheng should give it as a gift, ordinary people People who are not worthy of his status bother so much, which means that the person who is going to send him is either higher in status than Lin Qiusheng, or he is Lin Qiusheng's favorite.

"That's great." Lin Qiusheng nodded in satisfaction.

"Then you will ask to tell me in detail." Song Qingye asked someone to bring the calligraphy over.

Lin Qiusheng sat at the side and talked to Song Qingye in detail. He occasionally glanced at Song Qingye's handwriting, but he was a little surprised. Song Qingye's handwriting was very good, and no one with more than ten years of skill could not write such a Good word.

"Boss Song's family is a scholarly family?"

Song Qingye shook his head, "Of course not, my family is from an ordinary family, and I just went to school for a few years."

"Looking at Boss Song's handwriting, I thought Boss Song was from a scholarly family."

Song Qingye was stunned for a moment, his handwriting was taught by his teacher, an old man who died within a few years, and there was no touching story, but the old man sponsored him for a while in class when he saw that he had no pen and ink. A brush and a bottle of ink, Song Qingye went home to finish his homework and did not play, so he took the brush to write and draw.

Later, this became a habit, and he didn't bother to change it. He liked to practice calligraphy with a brush when he was free. He won several awards and bonuses for his good handwriting.

"Prince Yu's reputation is too high, it's just nonsense."

Song Qingye went to Master Wen's with Prince Yu at noon. Master Wen said that he missed his cooking. Prince Yu became interested when he heard that Song Qingye could cook, so Song Qingye went to the kitchen.

When the dishes were ready and served, Master Wen kept praising Song Qingye's cooking skills. Prince Yu also expressed his surprise after eating it. He didn't expect Song Qingye to be able to do business and cook.

"I won't bother the two of you to reminisce about the old days. I haven't seen Wen Tingchun and Yuesheng for a long time. I'll talk to them for a while."

Song Qingye didn't cook a few dishes in total, Master Wen didn't keep him when he heard Song Qingye said that he would not have lunch with them, waved him away, picked up the wine glass and told Prince Yu that he would have a good drink with him today a few cups.

Song Qingye was led by the servant to Wen Tingchun and Xie Yuesheng's yard. The two of them were talking in the yard, when they saw Song Qingye coming, they stood up and greeted him in surprise.

"Why did you think about coming here today?" Wen Tingchun also knew that Song Qingye was afraid of the cold, and would not easily go out in winter.

"Prince Yu is here, so I'll accompany him to see your father. I just cooked a table for the two of them." Song Qingye poured out his bitterness as he walked.

"Hahaha, my dad is so obsessed with mini cooking, thank you." Wen Tingchun patted him on the shoulder to let him sit down, and sent someone to prepare lunch.

"I didn't disturb your two-person world, did I?" Song Qingye smiled teasingly.

Xie Yuesheng poured him a cup of tea, "No."

"Qingye, you came at a good time. I have something I want to discuss with you." After Wen Tingchun saw Song Qingye, he suddenly had an idea and came up with an idea to get the best of both worlds.

Song Qingye had an intuition that it was not a good thing, raised his eyebrows, "Oh, what's the matter?"

Wen Tingchun tugged at him, and smiled obsequiously, "It's like this. You know that our Wen family is deeply intertwined, and our family is huge, so there are inevitably some shady things."

The reason why Wen Tingchun was willing to tell Song Qingye about this scandal was because he wanted to ask Song Qingye to handle the matter.Second, he regards Song Qingye as a confidant and friend.

"15 years ago, our Wen family had a child living outside. We thought the child was gone, but we didn't want my relatives to see him in this town three years ago."

Song Qingye frowned, "Your relative is really powerful, how can you recognize him?"

"No way, that child looks so much like his mother, I went to see it later, and recognized it at a glance."

"15 years ago, you were still a child...you have a really good memory." Song Qingye couldn't help but said.

"Come on, don't make fun of me. Let's talk about business." Wen Tingchun looked at Song Qingye pretending to be serious.

Song Qingye took a sip of tea, and said awkwardly: "Okay, you continue to talk, what do you want me to do?"

"I also asked someone to tell him that I wanted to bring him to the mansion, but he refused. I even told him once in person, but he still refused. He didn't even want money if I gave him money." .Since he doesn't want to come back to Wen's house, I won't force him too much. So this matter is over."

Wen Tingchun seemed to recall something unpleasant, he frowned and said: "Recently my mother got the news that the child's adoptive mother passed away, and now he is the only one left in the family, and he is a brother, so my mother let me Go get them back."

"So? What do you want me to do?" Song Qingye listened to him for a long time but didn't catch the point.

Wen Tingchun looked at him with burning eyes, "I know he will definitely not return to Wen's house, and I don't want to see him, but I can't ignore my mother's words. Why don't you take that child to your place, Give him a job, and my mother will feel at ease with you."