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Song Zi commanded the servants of Zuo Xiangfu: "Move all these things inside."

The servants carried the boxes in one by one. Song Zi stood at the door and watched for a while, planning to go in with Ah Yan, but when he turned his head, he saw the familiar carriage.

Song Mingcheng wanted to pretend that he didn't see anything, and he couldn't really pretend to be blind. He was hesitating, so he heard his son wave his hand in his direction, and shouted: "Father, you are back, I just brought you Come back with some mooncakes, take a look, divide them up, give them away, and deal with them as you like."

"Come back when you come back, what gifts do you have, why spend so much money..." Song Mingcheng raised a business-like smirk, saw such a magnificent gift box, just said a few polite words, and then realized that he heard it right Well, when the unlucky son got married, he basically emptied most of the prime minister's house, and finally went home, so he brought him some mooncakes? !

Seeing his father standing in disbelief, Song Zi took the initiative to break the embarrassing situation. He took a box and opened it: "Father, warm mooncakes are delicious, try them."

Song Mingcheng glanced at the mooncake box, and there were four mooncakes neatly placed in the box, wrapped in oiled paper, one snow-white, two with yellow skins, and one that looked like shortbread.

The four mooncakes were placed on a shelf. Song Mingcheng lifted the mooncakes unbelievingly, and found that the shelf was hollowed out, and there was nothing underneath.There are only four mooncakes in such a big box.

Knowing father Mo Ruozi, Song Zi looked at the other carriage: "Not only mooncakes, but I also brought some pomelo back." The pomelo in the palace is naturally a tribute from all over the world, and the amount is not small. Now Drinking water is just right.A carriage of mooncakes and a carriage of pomelo, what a festive combination.

"Uncle Jun might as well try that ice skin mooncake, this is Xiao Qi's ingenious idea." Sima Yan also spoke.

Jun... Uncle Jun?The first two words were like a thunderbolt, splitting Song Mingcheng into charred outside and tender inside.In this era, wives would call their husband's parents aunt, mother aunt, father uncle, and both parents are alive, they would be jungu and junjiu, otherwise they would be xianjiu and xiangu.

They came here this time relatively low-key, they didn't wear the queen's or emperor's fancy clothes, and they came to visit the mansion as Song Zi and Mrs. Song Zi.Sima Yan is not the emperor at this time, but Xiaoqi's Ayan, it's okay to call Uncle Jun.

Overly shocked, Song Mingcheng subconsciously picked up the white mooncake. The skin was soft and the filling had a special taste, but something flowed down his lips.

"Forgot to mention, this is egg yolk stuffing, dad, be careful." Song Zi handed over a handkerchief in time, and said in a low voice, "It's stuck to the edge of your mouth, wipe it off quickly."

Fortunately, their family is relatively big, and they are all on their own, so they will not embarrass his father who cares about face. Anyway, when he was at home before, his father chased him all over the yard with a feather duster. The class has long been lost.

Sima Yan actually asked: "How does Uncle Jun feel?"

"Very...very delicious." Although the taste is a bit strange and sweet, it is not unpalatable.

"What are you doing standing at the door?" Princess Ming An came out wearing her most gorgeous dress and a golden and complicated headgear upon hearing the commotion. She gave her husband a light look, "Okay, you're still carrying the I am eating."

She kept hypnotizing herself in her heart, this is her daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law!And she is a good daughter-in-law who is pregnant with Liujia. Regardless of whether he is the emperor or not, she is an elder, so she should have a natural attitude.

No matter how nervous and anxious she was, Princess Ming'an was very amiable, but her daughter-in-law was a man after all, she couldn't shake hands with the emperor directly, and it was impossible for her to have other intimate physical contact, so she naturally reminded Song Zi: "A Fang, you That's right, your daughter-in-law is heavy, why don't you hurry up and bring him into the mansion!"

"I didn't think carefully." Song Zi put the mooncake box directly into his father's hand, and he covered Ah Yan's icy cold hand, "Let's go in first, I will take you to my place first, and add some first." clothing."

When he was leaving, he turned his head and said to his mother: "Mom, do you have fried meatballs today, I want to eat that."

"Yes, yes!" Princess Ming An glanced at the emperor, "Is there anything Ah Yan likes? I'll let the kitchen do it."

Sima Yan smiled softly: "Thank you Jungu, I will eat whatever Xiao Qi likes."

After the two young figures disappeared, Princess Ming An looked at her husband: "What are you doing here? We're going home for the holidays, so hurry up and take a shower and change clothes. It's the first time for the two children to go home , we should not be grand when we are parents?"

Seeing the messy and foolish appearance in the wind, Princess Ming An didn't even want to admit it.It is her carefully selected handsome and elegant husband.

"Didn't you hear just now, he called me Uncle Jun!"

Princess Ming'an rolled her beautiful eyes: "He still calls me Aunt Jun, your son is not really married, and the beautiful daughter-in-law he married calls you Uncle Jun, isn't it okay? You want to be Taishan so much, don't you?" Is there any Xiaojing?"

"No, you don't understand at all. If he comes so many times, I'm afraid I will lose ten years of my life." Even though he was terrified when he went to court, he still didn't fully accept that his daughter-in-law is the emperor.

"Bah, bah, bah, what an unlucky thing to say on such a good day. I think I know better than you what you don't understand. People are willing to condescend to cooperate, isn't it because they value us, A Fang, and want to be with him?" Live a good life. You are the only one who thinks about it all day and night. Let me tell you, she is still pregnant with my precious grandson, so please be more polite and don’t always try to put on airs of being a father.”

Her parents were very kind to Song Mingcheng at the beginning, and sometimes they could even be said to be better than her to Song Mingcheng, not for anything else, not because they hoped that Song Mingcheng, a husband, would treat his daughter better.Similarly, she is kind to Ah Yan because she loves Wu and Wu.

"Yes, ma'am, what you said is right." Song Mingcheng glanced at his wife indescribably, stuffed the mooncake box over, and strode away, "The gift your son prepared for the Mid-Autumn Festival, feel his filial piety, Madam slowly Eat, I'm going to take a shower and change clothes."

Princess Ming An glanced at the box in her hand, took her favorite puff pastry, tasted a small bite, and finished one unknowingly. As expected of her son, he knew that delicious food should be shared with his family since he was a child. .Unable to resist eating another one, she slammed the box shut, no, the dress she wore to meet customers was a bit tight, she had to eat less.

Although Song Zi is married, the small yard he lives in is still cleaned by someone every day. What he looks like when he leaves, and what he looks like when he comes back, no, there are still some subtle differences.

The Double Happiness posters posted everywhere in the small courtyard were torn off, but the red bed curtains and the bright red sheets remained, and the pillows were embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, dragon and phoenix in harmony were only used in the palace, and the prime minister's mansion did not. this qualification.

Princess Ming An arranged for people to prepare two new quilts, both of which were freshly dried, and after two days of drying, they could still smell the unique fluffy atmosphere after being exposed to the sun.

"Is this the place where Xiaoqi usually lives? It looks so simple." A small room without too many decorations was so shabby that the emperor felt very distressed.

"If the house is too big and empty, it won't be very popular. I have a lot of things in other rooms." His yard is not small, but his room is not. breath, but the room is relatively empty now, and there are only one or two things on the Duobao Pavilion.

"Many of the things I used to, my mother packed them into the dowry box and sent them to the palace together. They only stayed for one day, but when I came here suddenly, she didn't put them away."

Song Zi pointed out something: "I always prefer the lack of things that I use frequently. And I have a long-term love, so I can't bear to change the things I'm used to."

He walked a few steps and introduced a few words, "There are a lot of things on Duobao Pavilion, including some gadgets I collected, and some books I often read. I usually practice calligraphy and painting on this table. When I was young , I finish my homework on this desk."

Song Zi turned the wick to make the light brighter. He pointed his fingertips at the table, "Look at the words here. I carved them when I was young, and I was five years old then."

Maybe even when he was young, he had the problem of loving lettering. He also engraved a word "Zao" on the upper right. Speaking of which, he didn't wake up his memory at that time. After he recovered, he remembered that particularly popular meme on the Internet, because it was with Although the things related to his previous life were crooked and a bit ugly, Song Zi has never been willing to get rid of this word.

"Xiaoqi is really amazing, he can carve characters at the age of five, and he can carve so well."

"My calligraphy is not as good as Ah Yan's." When it comes to calligraphy attainments, he is definitely not as good as the emperor.

Song Zi said as he opened the window to let the moonlight shine in. Today is the night of August [-]th, but the moon is already very round, hanging high in the sky, like a not-so-perfect mooncake: "Before getting married , I wrote your reply to you on this table. At that time, the moon was not as round as it is now, but only had a curved corner. I looked at the moon and wondered if Ah Yan was thinking about me in the palace. .”

"Yes." The emperor's sweet words blurted out as if he didn't want money, "No matter whether there is a moon or not, sunny or rainy, and the nights when Xiao Qi is not by my side, I miss you over and over again, thinking about you, tossing and turning... "

When Song Zi laughed, there was a very shallow dimple on the right cheek: "Now you don't have to think about it, I'll be by your side every day, take it with you wherever you go!"

He held the emperor's hand and felt the other's hand was icy cold. He blew a few more breaths of hot air and closed the window: "I just hope that Ah Yan will watch day and night, so don't get tired of me." Xiao Biesheng Newly married, no matter how good the relationship is between husband and wife, there must be a sense of freshness.

"Little Seven..."

The two of them were enjoying themselves, and the attendant outside knocked on the door: "Master, Madam said that the banquet is open, please come and have dinner."

"Understood, I'll go right over." Song Zi took his old windbreaker from the cabinet, picked it up and smelled it, and the clothes should have been drying not long ago, so he tied them outside for the emperor, "Let's go, let's go." Go to the banquet first."

You can't be full of warm water, but filling your stomach is the most important thing!