The married husband is a grandfather

Chu Da heard that his feet were weak and he almost couldn't stand up. He suddenly stretched out his hand to support the table beside him, and managed to stabilize his body.

Chu Da took several deep breaths, and then slowly found his own voice.

He said to Chu Yu with trembling lips: "You...you are right, it is useless to be a father...you scolded well, scolded well."

Chu Da's face was ashen, and he hunched his back and walked outside. At that moment, he seemed to be much older. Liu Yuniang wiped her tears with a handkerchief.

"Yu'er, you have really grown up. I understand that you want to fight for your mother, but your father's greatest strength is kindness and filial piety. Don't blame him. He has been having a hard time these days. Life is hard, you You must keep your heart."

Liu Yunniang is very willing to see her son become a mature and stable man, but she is also afraid that Chu Yu is too rigid, and it is not good for anything to be too extreme.

"I know." Chu Yu nodded, and took out a pair of jade bracelets from his arms for Liu Yuniang to put on.

"Given to you by Qing Ye, jade nourishes people and is good for your health."

Liu Yunniang looked at this pair of excellent jade bracelets. Before her family fell apart, she had only seen similar jade bracelets in her grandmother's hands, but the quality was by no means so good.

She looked up at Chu Yu, and suddenly found that when Chu Yu mentioned Song Qingye, there was a bit of tenderness in his eyes. Liu Yuniang was startled, but then she was relieved, and she touched the warm touch on her hand.

"Thank you, Kiyono, for being so kind to me."

"Ah."

With Song Qingye here, she no longer has to worry about Chu Yu.

When Song Qingye and the others returned to the town, Chu Da did not come to see them off, only Liu Yunniang held the hands of the three of them and talked for a long time. After talking, her eyes were red, her voice was choked up, and she kept wiping her tears with a handkerchief. But did not keep them.

"What did you say to your father? It looks like you're very angry." Song Qingye asked when he got on the return carriage.

Chu Qiu also looked at his brother curiously, and Chu Yu replied flatly: "It's nothing, he's not angry, he just feels ashamed to see me and Qiuqiu."

After talking about Chu Qiu in this way, he didn't understand even more, but Song Qingye understood a little bit. Maybe Chu Yu really said something serious this time, which made Chu Da realize his mistake.

As far as he knew, during the time they left, no one from the main house wanted to make peace with them. The day they came back was the first time Chu Zhongping and Qian had visited the house after the incident with Chu Rongzhong. Song Qingye Probably seeing them getting rich and wanting to curry favor with them.

After arriving in the town, Chu Qiu took the mountain goods brought back from home and went to Chang Yiting's residence.

"This child is almost becoming his master's family." Song Qingye said with a smile, looking at Chu Qiu's back.

Chu Yu took his hand and went home, "You have me."

"En." Song Qingye suddenly broke free from Chu Yu's hand, and jumped onto his back.

Uncle Meng, the concierge, was taken aback by Song Qingye's sudden behavior, but seeing Chu Yu walking into the house without moving like a mountain, carrying Song Qingye on his back, he immediately smiled lovingly.

The relationship between the two masters is really good.

Chu Yu entered the house with Song Qingye on his back. Liu's mother thought that Song Qingye was not feeling well, so she inquired with concern, and after making sure that Song Qingye was fine, she was relieved.

"You cook tonight." Song Qingye suddenly said to Chu Yu.

He was just joking, but Chu Yu didn't expect him to say no, "Okay."

"What do you want to eat? I don't know much."

"Really?" Song Qingye looked at him with wide eyes.

Chu Yu didn't think there was anything to surprise Song Qingye, he nodded, "Yes."

"Then I want to eat something lighter. The Chinese New Year is full of fish and meat recently. I haven't gained weight, have I?" Song Qingye touched himself a few times, as if he had grown some flesh on his stomach.

"It seems to be a little fatter, and there is flesh on the stomach." Originally, his current figure had no abdominal muscles, but now he has grown soft flesh. Song Qingye felt that he could not continue like this.

You can't stop exercising because of the cold in winter.

"I'm not fat, I should put on more flesh." Chu Yu really felt that Song Qingye was too thin, and should put on more flesh. Even Chu Qiu grew faster than him.

"That will make you fat. I don't want to start getting fat before I reach middle age." Chu Yu thought about it for a while. His father's figure was not particularly out of shape when he reached middle age. Although he didn't have abdominal muscles or anything, but Anyway, he doesn't have a beer belly, so he shouldn't get fat so easily.

"Whatever you do is fine." Chu Yu didn't care about appearance, Song Qingye really grew up to be a fat man, so he should be cute too.

White and tender, soft, how could it be ugly?

Song Qingye leaned over and kissed him with a smile, "Although your sweet words are very sweet, I still need to stay awake. Remember to wake me up to exercise tomorrow morning."

Chu Yu rubbed his earlobe, "Don't sleep for a while? It will be very cold."

"It's okay, exercise early, otherwise it will be terrible if I can't do you in the future."

Chu Yu stared at Song Qingye with a pair of quiet eagle eyes, as if he just heard a good joke.

He suddenly hugged Song Qingye onto his lap, and pushed Song Qingye with his strong presence, and Song Qingye was stunned.

"You...you...you...who taught you!" He blushed and stared at Chu Yu. This feeling was so strange that he panicked, and he grabbed Chu Yu's clothes in a bit of fear.

"Wen Tingchun." Chu Yu betrayed Wen Tingchun without hesitation.

Wen Tingchun got drunk that night, they had dinner at the Canary Tower, and behind it was Wen Tingchun's usual resting place, Wen Tingchun sneakily stuffed him with a book.

"You haven't eaten meat yet, kid. Take it and study hard, and take care of Qing Ye!" Wen Tingchun was so drunk that his eyes were slack, and he probably couldn't remember what he did when he woke up the next day.

Chu Yu had no interest in this kind of thing, but later he remembered what Wen Tingchun said, and thought it would be better for him to take a look, it would be bad if he was too rude and hurt Song Qingye.

Seeing this, he was quite frightened. Not only did he not feel any pleasure, but he felt a little disgusted.

In that book, various poses are clearly drawn on the left side, and there are text annotations on the right side, which is really thoughtful.

He suppressed the uncomfortable feeling and turned a few pages back. When he saw a person in the lower position who looked a bit like Song Qingye, he suddenly brought himself and Song Qingye into him, and Chu Yufei didn't feel sick immediately. , On the contrary, I felt my mouth was dry and I was ready to move.

When he looked at these pictures again, he couldn't help but blush, shy and looking forward to it.

"What did he show you?" Song Qingye grabbed his collar to force a confession.

"Album." Chu Yu replied honestly.

Song Qingye spread his hands, "Hand it over."

Chu Yu suddenly picked him up, and this time he didn't avoid his butt like before, but walked towards the bed directly holding his butt.

Song Qingye was afraid that he would fall, so he hurriedly grabbed Chu Yu's neck, and the two faced each other. Song Qingye opened his mouth and bit Chu Yu's lips. He didn't use much force, but gently rubbed his lips with his teeth.

"Let's see if you dare to read the pornographic books behind my back next time."

There was a smile in Chu Yu's eyes, "Don't dare."

No way, who made his husband really be too "fierce".

Chu Yu took out a picture album from the dark compartment at the head of the bed and handed it to Song Qingye. Song Qingye glanced at it, tsk tsk tsk, this action is enchanting.

"Hahahaha, you ancients are very bold, you have everything you need." Song Qingye flipped through a few pages with relish, but gained a lot of insight.

He just watched and played, and didn't feel any burning sensation, "Hey, look, who can bend this waist like this, let's do acrobatics."

Chu Yu didn't expect Song Qingye to be happy just looking at a erotic picture. He remembered that Song Qingye said that he was actually 25 years old, so he should be very experienced. At 25 years old, their children can go to the fields to help with work.

Suddenly Chu Yu felt a little uncomfortable. Although he knew that his jealousy was unreasonable, after all, it was Song Qingye's past.

"Have you been married before?" Chu Yu asked cautiously.

Song Qingye was taken aback, "Huh? Married? No, our place is different from yours. The legal age of marriage is 22 for men and 20 for women. You have just come of age at your age and are not eligible for marriage. As for me, I haven't met anyone who likes you." People who are not married are naturally not married."

Chu Yu was shocked by what Song Qingye said, the man is 22 years old and the woman is 20 years old?

Song Qingye seemed surprised to see Chu Yu, thinking about it carefully, too, 22 is here, the child can make soy sauce, but why did Chu Yu suddenly ask him this question?

"You didn't like anyone before?" Chu Yu asked hesitantly.

Song Qingye nodded, suddenly feeling blessed, he smiled meaningfully, "Oh `Chu Yu, you must be jealous, right?"

Chu Yu touched his ears, and although he was a little embarrassed, he still nodded frankly, "I know I shouldn't be so narrow-minded, but... I can't control it."

For a man who is so small-minded, even those women who are called jealous women are probably more magnanimous than him.

Song Qingye threw himself into Chu Yu's arms with a smile, and sat on Chu Yu's lap, "It's okay, that's how I like you."

He looked at Chu Yu seriously, "Before I met you, I never liked anyone. You are the only person I will spend my whole life loving from now to the future."

Chu Yu stared at him blankly, Song Qingye raised the corner of his mouth, "Are you satisfied? Are you still jealous? Hmm?"

Chu Yu turned over and pressed him down, "Satisfied, don't eat, you are my only one, I love you."

Before Song Qingye could speak, Chu Yu's fiery kiss fell down.

It's gross, both of us.

Thinking of this, he reached out and hugged Chu Yu's back tightly, and eagerly responded to Chu Yu's passionate kiss.

The flower buds outside the window are quietly budding, and the snowflakes that have fallen on the ground are beginning to melt. The new year has come, and the footsteps of early spring are quietly approaching.