The married husband is a grandfather

The next day was still a sunny day. Although it rained all night last night, it did not hinder the scorching sun.

Chu Yu helped Song Qingye make tofu, and went to the field after selling out.

After Song Qingye packed up his things, Liu Yunniang came over to talk to him, "Qingye, after discussing with your father last night, we decided to fix the house. It's not that we can't live in it anymore. Next year, Rong Xiao and Rong Lian will have exams. His grandparents agreed with us that we, as the eldest son and daughter-in-law, will contribute a share. As for whether Qiuqiu will marry or not, we plan to discuss it in detail next year."

"Don't blame your parents for being reluctant to part with the money. It's Yu'er and your father for several times in a row. We are really poor."

Liu Yunniang's voice choked up as she spoke, and Song Qingye understood what they wanted and didn't force her, "It's okay, just don't build it if you don't want it, and you don't have to live in a new house."

Liu Yunniang nodded in relief, "I have wronged you."

"No grievances. Father, mother and Qiuqiu don't think there is anything wrong. I am a big man and there is nothing to be wronged."

Although that is what he said, but Song Qingye didn't think so in his heart. He even wanted to pay Chu Rongxiao and Chu Ronglian for their education?

Those two people, Song Qingye, have also seen each other before. Although they didn't speak, their mouths are full of benevolence and morality. They look at people's faces with their chins. It's really disgusting. How much ink can such people have in their stomachs? .

Song Qingye didn't want to ask too much, so he could only agree first, and then build a house for them after he made money.

Chu Yu was pulling weeds in the field, when suddenly someone climbed onto the ridge and spoke to him loudly, "Chu Yu! I just came back from Lizheng, and his wife said your husband is a man?"

At this time, there were quite a few people working in the field. Although Chu Yu's field was relatively remote, there were still people around. People who had been concentrating on working raised their heads in surprise.

Instead, he thought about the appearance of Chu Yu's husband, how could he not be a brother like that.

"Tie Zhu, I'm afraid you heard it wrong. How could the husband of Chu Yu's family not be my elder brother?"

"That's right, it's the first time I've seen such a handsome old man."

"Hahaha, Tie Zhu, your joke is really funny."

Everyone burst into laughter, and Wang Tiezhu touched the back of his head and began to wonder if he had heard it wrong.

Chu Yu raised his head and said lightly, "Well, it's a man."

The smiles on the faces of the people who were joking and laughing froze.

"What?! Chu Yu, are you joking?"

Chu Yu shook his head, ignoring the shocked crowd, and continued to work with his head down.

At noon, Song Qingye went to deliver food to Chu Yu. He cooked twice-cooked pork today. It was fat and thin, golden and shiny. Once the lid was opened, it made people drool.

On the way he walked, many people pointed and whispered to him. Song Qingye didn't know what happened, but he was not a person who cared what others said, so he went to the field with a basket.

"I really can't see that it's a man who grows up like this."

"When a man marries a man, he is really willing to degenerate. I don't know if his parents will be angry if they find out in the underground."

"Chu Da and Liu Yuniang didn't know what they were thinking, but they actually married Chu Yu a man. No wonder they treated that Song so badly on weekdays, and Chu Da took him up the mountain and down to the fields just after they passed the door."

"That's right, everyone in Chu has only one son, Chu Yu, do you want to end the queen?"

Although their voices were not loud, Song Qingye had good ears, so he understood that this was the case.

He also ignored it, it was noon, and Chu Yu should be hungry after a busy morning.

"Brother Yu!"

Song Qingye stood on the ridge of the field and called out to Chu Yu. When he called out, people around him all looked over.

He didn't greet him as usual, and his expression was a little indescribable.

Chu Yu came up from the field with mud on his feet, Song Qingye wanted to help him get tools, but Chu Yu avoided, "Dirty."

Song Qingye took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was more than ten centimeters shorter than Chu Yu, and when he was wiping his sweat, Chu Yu even bent over.

Song Qingye's hand paused, and Chu Yu indicated with his eyes what's wrong?

Song Qingye shook his head, "I'll eat twice-cooked pork today."

"it is good."

"Don't even ask me what I am."

Chu Yu walked to the stream and washed his hands, "You are doing well."

Chu Yu is usually taciturn, but he always pokes Song Qingye's heart from time to time.

The two sat down under the shade of a tree, "Have you eaten yet?"

Chu Yu asked, Song Qingye nodded, "I came here after eating."

Chu Yu nodded, Song Qingye took out a bamboo tube from the basket and handed it to Chu Yu, because Chu Yu's water bottle was held by himself, Song Qingye reckoned that he should have finished drinking it early in the morning, so he made it with the bamboo tube It becomes a simple water cup, which is filled with Lingquan and soaked with honeysuckle, which has the effect of clearing away heat and detoxifying, and it is perfect for drinking in summer.

Chu Yu took a sip and immediately felt refreshed all over. He opened the lid and a strong fragrance wafted out.

The other men were also sitting beside them eating, and they smelled the aroma instantly, and subconsciously swallowed their saliva.

"Chu Yu, what are you eating? It smells so good."

After a man asked, people came over to ask one after another, and there was also a woman who came to deliver food. Husband also pricked up his ears curiously.

"do not know."

Chu Yu replied indifferently, Song Qingye pursed his lips to hold back his smile, he just heard these people showing more or less disdainful eyes when they saw him, and even the woman and husband who delivered the food were talking to each other He pointed.

Chu Yu's answer caused the smiles on everyone's faces to drop instantly.

"Hmph, a good man doesn't marry a wife, but is willing to be someone else's wife."

An old man sat not far away, cursing loudly with a cold face. As soon as he said this, the already awkward atmosphere seemed to freeze.

Chu Yu frowned tightly, his whole body exuded cold air, Song Qingye pulled him, and said with a smile: "I remember that in my court, men were allowed to intermarry with men, and there are men among the servants of today's saints, not to mention the courtesan of my court. The empress is also a man, and the two of them supported each other, and there was no one else in their life, so it is a good story, what does this uncle mean by accusing the Taizu of being fatuous and the empress shameless?"

Although he was smiling, it made people shudder for no reason. How could the old man expect that Song Qingye would say such a thing, how dare he blame the current emperor, let alone the Taizu and Taizu Empress, his legs went limp in fright up.

"I... I never said that..."

He said tremblingly, and kowtowed several times in the direction of the saint.

Song Qingye's words made everyone on the spot silent, and they dared not gossip about Song Qingye and Chu Yu anymore.

Chu Yu looked at Song Qingye standing in the sun talking loudly, his body was covered with gorgeous golden light, his whole body was shining brightly, making people unable to take their eyes off.

Song Qingye sat next to Chu Yu, drowsy from the sun, and leaned on Chu Yu's shoulder with his head tilted.

"I'm going to sleep."

"Ah."

Chu Yu responded softly, the breeze brought a piece of coolness, Chu Yu looked sideways at Song Qingye's eyelashes that were as long as crow feathers, and there were thin beads of sweat on his forehead, he subconsciously raised his hand and wiped it gently with his sleeve go.

Song Qingye looked up, his eyes were a little hazy, making him soft like a child.

"Wipe your sweat."

"En." Song Qingye replied with a nasal voice, it seemed that he was quite sleepy.

This shallow nasal sound gently scratched Chu Yu's heart like a kitten's paw, soft and itchy.