When Song Zhiyuan came to Chunhui Hall, Song Ci was sitting and playing with Brother Dan'er's waist. He held a rattle in one hand and shook it, which attracted the little guy to reach out to grab the marble. He couldn't catch it, and his butt was still slamming up and down, expressing his protest.

Song Ci chuckled and said, "You little bean bread, you are still impatient, have a hurry and have no patience. What can you do in the future?"

"Mom, are you seeing him coming now?" Song Zhiyuan came in from the door and happened to hear this sentence.

Song Ci pointed at him and said to Dan Ge'er, "Brother Dan, your father is here."

Song Zhiyuan was served by the vernal equinox and took off his cloak. He stood beside the carbon cage and roasted the cold air. Then he walked over to the Arhat bed, kicked off his deer leather boots, and looked at his youngest: "Da Ge'er can actually sit?"

"He has been sitting for six months, so he is naturally time to sit, but his waist is not strong enough, so he can only hold it for a while." Song Ci pushed his brother in front of him: "You are busy all day long, and you have forgotten how big your son is. Please give me a hug."

Song Zhiyuan picked up the youngest man, and the little guy grinned at him, and two pointed millet white teeth appeared in the groove of the lower teeth, which was very cute.

"Yah, even two of the baby teeth are exposed?"

Song Ci smiled and said, "It has grown obvious these days."

Brother Dan'er's fat little hands grabbed his father's beard and played with it, pulling Song Zhiyuan into pain, and shouting from his little ancestors one by one.

"Little ancestor, don't tear off the prime minister's beard." Deng was a little anxious and wanted to step forward and hug Brother Kai Dan.

Song Zhiyuan waved his hand and said, "No, let him play with me. You go down and have a tea. I will talk to my mother. Madam Gong also ordered the kitchen to make a hot pot and I will have a meal with my mother tonight."

Madam Gong responded with a smile, took everyone down, and gave her instructions. She went back to the house to serve her and stood at the door.

Song Zhiyuan held his youngest son and began to talk about Bai Shuilian.

"This time, the third brother took action himself."

Song Ci shook his hand and looked over and said, "His hand is his own?"

I can't tell that the little slag is actually a wolf, and he actually killed the person who was once beside the pillow.

I really underestimated him.

"I was angry and my forehead moved when I felt hot." Song Zhiyuan pulled his son's hand off his mouth, took a handkerchief and wiped his saliva carefully, while saying, "I guess there is also the idea of ​​personally confirming that she was gone before she was relieved. I was afraid that she would be found alive and would be so tired that she lost her official position."

Song Ci frowned and said, "I'm gone like this, how should I explain to the emperor?"

"Bai is an abandoned son who is not valued. She didn't ask anything, and she didn't even know what the so-called master looked like. To put it bluntly, she was just a fool who was bewitched. Since she couldn't ask anything, the emperor wouldn't pay attention to what she was. Not to mention, they have been in the mansion for so long, and with you, they didn't cause any storms."

Fortunately, she is just an aunt and is under the rules. She really can't say anything, but even if she is a wife, Song Ci is a mother-in-law. She will not be able to live a good life if she wants to show off her skills.

Song Ci said: "How do you want to explain to the emperor? I don't understand these things. Just have a clear idea. The third brother is unreliable. He often makes a fool of himself. You are the eldest brother. Although you are annoyed, you have to finish it for the entire Song family, so as not to make a fortune for him because of his scattered matters, and it will not be worth the cost."
Chapter completed!