The married husband is a grandfather

Since it was almost the end of the new year, Song Qingye was very busy recently, and Chu Yu was with him. Song Qingye was busy in the store, and he was busy with the decoration of the new store. The drawings were all designed by Song Qingye. The first floor sells jewelry, and the second floor sells rouge and gouache. In the past, Juyuan Building was a place to eat, so the decoration inside had to be demolished and remade.

Song Qingye focuses on simplicity and elegance, low-key luxury and connotation.The two were busy with their own business, Chu Yu got up every morning to train people, and after breakfast, he took people to the new shop to help with decoration.Song Qingye doesn't have the extra energy to train with Chu Yu and the others. There are too many things that he needs to personally ask about. Qing Yuzhai has a branch, a makeup jewelry store that is under preparation, and a tofu workshop in the village. .

Fortunately, Wu Yanshan, the son of Wu Shuigen, is in charge of the village. Shi Xiaoshan will go to pick up the bills every month. Song Qingye has gone through them one by one. There is no problem. Can't see anything wrong.

Chu Qiu also left early and returned late, studying medicine with Chang Yiting, because he was too busy, so he took Tiandong with him and asked Tiandong to help there.

The three of them were busy with each other, and sometimes they couldn't see anyone for a day. When Song Qingye came back, Chu Yu hadn't come back. When Chu Yu came back, Song Qingye had already fallen asleep. Although he left a candle for him, he couldn't hold on anymore. Live asleep.

As for Chu Qiu, let alone, his brother and sister-in-law couldn't see anyone in the same bed, let alone him.

Song Qingye booked a table in Jinquelou in advance, and invited Zhang Zhang and others, as well as the servants at home, to have a New Year's Eve dinner together. The people in Quelou delivered a takeaway.

Others heard that the owner of this house is so generous, inviting his own staff and servants to the Golden Bird Tower for dinner, isn't it crazy? !

Wen Tingchun was also taken aback by Song Qingye's behavior. This was the first time he heard of such a thing. It was unheard of before. After all, rich and famous people valued the concept of hierarchy.

Song Qingye and Chu Yu asked Chu Qiu to bring Chang Yiting over for dinner. After all, Chang Yiting was lonely at home alone, and the four of them plus Wen Tingchun, who was eating dinner, sat at a table.

But what people didn't expect was that Chang Yiting and Wen Tingchun stared at each other in surprise as soon as they met.

"Physician Chang!"

"Servant Wen!"

The two looked at each other, and Song Qingye said, tsk tsk, they are old acquaintances, and their status is not low.

"The two of you should sit down and talk." Song Qingye opened the chair for them to sit down.

Wen Tingchun waited for Chang Yiting to sit down before sitting down by himself, "I heard that the Imperial Physician Chang resigned back then, but I didn't expect to meet here again today, it's really fate."

Chang Yiting smiled, "The last time I saw you, you were only eighteen, with a prominent head. I heard that you became a servant at a young age, why are you here now?"

Wen Tingchun poured Chang Yiting a glass of wine, "To tell you the truth, two years ago when my father resigned from office and returned to his hometown, I opened a restaurant here."

Chang Yiting looked at Wen Tingchun in astonishment, Wen Tingchun was a prostitute in the past, and his father was a loyal minister in the court, how could he end up in such a situation?

"Then...you and Xie Shangshu..." Chang Yiting stopped talking when he saw Wen Tingchun's dark eyes before he finished asking.

"Meeting is fate, if you don't get drunk tonight, you won't return." Wen Tingchun raised his glass and laughed.

Although the three of Song Qingye had many questions in their hearts, they all winked and didn't ask any more questions. At least the five of them seemed to have enjoyed their New Year's Eve dinner.

Wen Tingchun drank a lot tonight, and even took Song Qingye to drink with him. Song Qingye could see that he was in a bad mood, so he risked his life to accompany the gentleman, and drank a lot.

He was carried back by Chu Yu, and as soon as Chu Yu picked him up, a group of men whistled on the spot.

Song Qingye struggled drunkenly in Chu Yu's arms and raised his head, "I will blow whatever I want, and wait for me to blow loudly for you."

Song Qingye blew for a long time, all he blew out was squibs, and he was so angry with himself that he huffed for a long time, but he didn't make a sound.

Some people laughed, it was so funny that Song Qingye was fighting with himself, they couldn't help it.

"Don't laugh, Chu Yu, give them a blast!" Song Qingye patted Chu Yu's chest, pretending that I liked you very much.

Chu Yu thought to herself that she still knew who I was, so she should not be too drunk.

"Hurry up!" Song Qingye patted Chu Yu's chest again.

Chu Yumu made a face, and whistled loudly and crisply, with a twist.

Everyone was very surprised. They thought Song Qingye was talking nonsense after drinking too much, but they didn't expect Chu Yu to have this skill.

"Hey, did you hear that? It's loud enough! The lung capacity is really good."

Song Qingye's words were not vague at all, but his whole body was like a limp boneless animal, leaning limply in Chu Yu's arms.

"Go home." Chu Yu hugged him and walked outside, but Song Qingye hugged his neck with a smile, and kissed him on the mouth, "Your reward."

Now the pot is frying in the Canary Tower, and everyone whistled, "Boss, kiss back quickly! You can't lose your momentum."

Especially Xiong Hai and the others booed the most vigorously.

Chu Yu glared at them, and immediately became quiet. Song Qingye was coaxed by them, and he didn't look shy at all. He held Chu Yu's face and wanted to kiss him again, and Chu Yu hurried away with him in his arms.

"Don't make trouble."

"No trouble~ Chu Yu, I'm drunk."

Song Qingye smiled very silly, Chu Yu carried him into the carriage, and told the servants: "Send Doctor Chang back in a while."

Although Chu Qiu didn't want to get into his two brothers' carriage at all, he had no choice but to go home.

He sat by the side the whole time and witnessed how his brother's heart had turned into softness after 18 years.

Then he experienced again, how rough the second brother who is usually gentle and capable is in front of his elder brother.

"Chu Yu, I'm drunk." Song Qingye was originally sitting next to Chu Yu, but then somehow sat on Chu Yu's lap.

"Well, go back and drink hangover soup." Chu Yu supported him in case he fell, and talked to him tirelessly.

Song Qingye smiled inexplicably, his drunken eyes blurred, "I'm already drunk, why don't you take advantage of others' danger?"

Chu Qiu's whole body trembled when he heard it, his whole body was as red as a boiled shrimp, which is not suitable for young children.

Chu Yu took a straight look at Chu Qiu, and Chu Qiu turned his back knowingly, but covered his eyes, he still has ears!

There was the sound of tsk-tsk water in the air, and a shallow groan, and Chu Qiu's whole body turned into an ice sculpture.

Chu Qiu didn't even know how he got back to his room. The excitement was too great. His short life experience of 13 years could not allow him to digest these things. He sleeps very well, and it is rare for him to suffer from insomnia.

Chu Yu wiped Song Qingye's face and hands, took off his shoes, and soaked his feet.

Song Qingye moved his toes, which were probably a little hot. On his fair and shiny feet, the tips of his toes turned red, like a beauty pointing at grapes.

"Don't move around, the water is shaking out." Chu Yu grabbed his ankle, Song Qingye's ankle was slender, Chu Yu could hold it with one hand, and even gave him a feeling that Song Qingye's ankle would be broken if he exerted too much force illusion.

Song Qingye probably really drank too much, not only did not listen, but also shook even more, splashing the water directly, almost splashing the footwashing water on Chu Yu's face.

"Hahaha, Chu Yu, you almost drank my footwashing water." Song Qingye lay down on the bed laughing, Chu Yu picked up his feet and wiped them dry for him, then stuffed him into the quilt and covered him .

Chu Yu went to pour out Song Qingye's footwashing water, and then began to work on himself. Song Qingye didn't sleep, probably because the alcohol stimulated his nerves, which made him extra sober. He opened his eyes wide and hid his chin in the quilt. His eyes stared at Chu Yu without blinking.

Chu Yu noticed his gaze, turned his head to look at him, he retracted his face into the quilt, and after a while exposed his head and continued to stare at Chu Yu, and as soon as Chu Yu turned his head, he retracted again, so Repeatedly, he seemed to be having a great time.

Chu Yu didn't have the heart to do her own thing anymore. After washing up quickly, she walked up to Song Qingye. Song Qingye only showed a pair of smiling eyes and crooked eyebrows, staring at him.

Chu Yu took off his clothes and lifted the quilt. As soon as he lay down, Song Qingye got into his arms, raised his head and looked at him pitifully: "You are so slow, I'm waiting until the leaves are about to fall."

"leaf?"

"Yes, I am a grass." Song Qingye said seriously.

Chu Yu suddenly reached out and hugged him tightly, then lowered his head and kissed Song Qingye's forehead, "Why are you so cute?"

Song Qingye put his hands under his chin and made a flower gesture, "Because I grew up eating cute."

The drunk Song Qingye was a little too cute.

Chu Yu couldn't help hugging the person and kissing and kissing again and again, and almost lost his temper.

The next day Song Qingye didn't wake up until he was exposed to the sun. When his brain started to work, he clearly remembered what he had done last night, his face was livid, and he covered his face in shame.

What did he do?What did you say again? !What grew up eating cute, I only ate how cute!

Song Qingye's head was terribly heavy from the hangover. He rubbed his temples, found some clothes to put on, his feet were still a little weak, and he felt a little nauseous. It seems that he should drink less alcohol in the future.

As soon as he got out of bed, he opened the door and came in to help him, "Mother Liu has made the hangover soup, you can drink some later."

"Ah."

After Song Qingye responded, he thought of what he had done, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He couldn't tell Chu Yu what happened last night, you should forget it.

"What's the matter?" Chu Yu supported him to sit on the chair, and after a while, someone brought him hangover soup.

"Let's eat lunch at home, let Master Qiu eat at his own room."

Chu Yu spoke to his servants.

"Yes."

Chu Yu scooped up a spoonful of hangover soup and blew it to Song Qingye's mouth. Song Qingye suddenly had the urge to call Chu Yu's father. This is not a husband, a father is nothing more than that.