The copper pot was swished, and she accompanied Song Ci to play a Leaf card, and she made her a colorful dress to entertain her relatives, which made Song Ci feel happy until the afternoon pause and everyone dispersed.

Song Lingzhao ordered Niu Bobo and Dan Ge'er to go to the school to compete and give some advice to two small ones.

Song Zhiyu quietly slipped back to Song Ci's house, and sat on the footstool beside the bed, guarding his mother.

"Fourth Master, I will guard you, you can go down and rest."

Song Zhiyu shook his head: "I'm not sleepy, I'll be here to accompany her. You all go down."

Seeing this, the few people had to let him go.

Song Zhiyu looked at Song Ci's shallow breathing, and she looked a little sad. She reached out and gently pressed her silver thread behind her ears, then held her cheeks and looked at her.

Madam Gong leaned over the screen, saw this scene, retreated and sighed.

Song Ci stopped at this time and snorted when he opened his eyes.

Song Zhiyu woke up from her sleepiness and said, "Mom, are you awake?"

Song Ci was a little confused and asked, "Why are you here?"

Song Zhiyu helped her up, took the padding and put it on her waist, pulled the quilt on her body, and said with a smile: "It's a cold day, my son has nowhere to go. My mother is warm, so I'll just stay here."

Song Ci smiled: "You have been away from Beijing for a few years and haven't seen you for a long time. You should get together. Otherwise, you will go back to the Northeast and leave for a few years. You don't have to coax me with them here."

Song Zhiyu's nose felt sore and almost shed tears.

If he went back to the Northeast after sending his mother away this time, it would be really not easy to return to Beijing for a long time.

Song Zhiyu didn't want to show sadness in Song Ci, and said deliberately disgusted: "How could those of them come out in broad daylight? They only went out at night. If there is really a shortage at that time, it will not be too late to go again."

"Go back, don't learn from others to sleep in the willows." Song Ci immediately said: "You are a person with children and daughters. As a father, you must have the responsibility and role model to be a father. It is not easy to hope for a child, and you can't let her down."

"Mom, how dare I, my son? I'm not afraid of her beating me!" Song Zhiyu rolled his eyes and muttered, "Also, I've always been like a jade-like person."

Song Ci was amused and touched his head: "Silang is really an adult, and his mother is old."

"No matter how old I am, I am your little Silang." Song Zhiyu stretched out his head and rubbed it, holding back the tears in his eyes.

"Madam, the Prime Minister is here to pay your respects."

Song Zhiyu immediately stood up and asked Madam Gong and the others to help Song Ci change clothes. He walked out first.

Song Zhiyuan sat on the Arhat bed. When he saw him, he raised his eyebrows: "You are so honest, here to accompany your mother?"

Song Zhiyu glanced at the inner room and whispered: "I don't want to accompany you now, but I want to accompany you anymore, but I don't have a chance."

If the son wants to raise his parents but the parents are gone, they will soon have such sadness.

Song Zhiyuan was silent, but was afraid that Song Ci would listen, so he changed the subject.

"What are you brothers saying?" When Song Ci came out of the room, the two were having a happy conversation.

Song Zhiyuan came over and helped her sit down, saying, "It's just nonsense. In addition, there is a palace banquet on New Year's Eve, and the list has been set. The fourth brother and Zhaoer are here this year."

Song Zhiyu immediately said, "I won't go, there is nothing delicious in the palace banquet. I would rather stay at home with my mother."

Song Ci didn't plan to go to this year's palace banquet, and her body would not allow it.
Chapter completed!