Although it was the concubine's concubine who gave birth to a son, it was a happy event for the children. All the servants who served Mo Yunju got rewards, and Song Zhiqing took the initiative to reward them.

Meiyuan.

Lu sat on the Arhat bed and looked at the wintersweet tree with branches and leaves rising again outside, looking gloomy.

"Madam, this is lotus seed tea." Zhou's mother handed over a cup of hot tea.

Lu took it, took a sip, frowned slightly: "It's a little bitter."

Mother Zhou was stunned and said, "Why, I told you that the lotus seed core had been removed and a little rock candy was added when boiling it. Otherwise, I will change it to you?"

"No need, no matter how bitter it is, it's not as painful as this." Lu took another sip of tea.

Mother Zhou was a little helpless and sighed: "Are you thinking about going to Aunt Chen again?"

Lu laughed at himself: "The world always laughs at the new people, but not the old people cry. Isn't this just saying? Shen gave birth to a child and everyone laughed happily, but how could I know that I was in pain."

"Madam, you're at this point today, why can't you think it through?"

"It's not that I can't think about it, but when I saw the happy scene today, I felt a little confused. Mother Zhou, I am just a woman, and I'm just a broad mind, so how can it be so easy?"

"lady……"

Lu said again: "You can see the happy look of the master today. When Zhou'er was born, he was so happy."

Zhou's mother sighed, "Men are fond of the old and old," which is the most common thing, especially among the nobles. How many people really live alone like the prime minister and the second master?

The lady herself insisted on paying attention to this, that is, she couldn't live with herself and life was even more difficult.

But then again, if everyone is like this, they won’t be too upset. It’s just that there is a comparison that makes me feel that this bitterness is hard to swallow.

"mother."

Song Ruwei and Song Lingzhou both walked in.

Lu smiled and waved: "Why are you here?"

Song Ruwei bowed and said with a smile: "We have just returned from the clan school. I heard that Aunt Chen gave birth to a little brother. Mom, can we go over and visit?"

"Of course, it's okay, but today Mo Yunju is in a mess, and your aunt Chen is extremely weak, so don't go there, so she can save her energy from having to entertain you. I think, let's go there again after washing, especially Zhou'er, you will not be able to go out alone in your aunt's courtyard." Lu looked at Song Lingzhou and said.

In the blink of an eye, the children also grew up. Song Lingzhou is nine years old this year, and the man and woman are seven years old. He is a boy and a half old, so he doesn't want to go to his father's concubine's house alone. If he is not incompatible with the courtesy, he is easily criticized.

Song Lingzhou nodded and responded.

Song Ruwei greeted Shen's body, and Lu also said openly.

"Zhou'er, can you keep up with the lessons you taught by Mr.? You must listen carefully to Mr.'s teaching and write an article every day. If you have time, you can take the article and ask your uncle for some advice."

Song Lingzhou's body froze slightly and said, "Mom, how could I write articles so quickly? It would be great if I could write a few sour poems."

Lu frowned and said, "How is it possible that your elder brother and third brother can write articles at your age."

Song Lingzhou pursed his lips and lowered his head. He didn't like to write articles either.

"Zhou'er, you are the eldest son of our third wife. You will inherit the family business in the future, but you must be successful." Lu said with a stern face: "You guys who are carpenters can't play with them from time to time. I'll put them away for you when you look back."
Chapter completed!