"Have you finished your homework?" Shen Wan asked, looking at Song Ziling, a boy washing his feet.
"It's done." Since he was admitted to the Tongsheng Examination, his teacher has assigned him more homework, so that he has to do it even after eating.
"Hey..." Xiao An waved his little hand and slapped the water surface. The water splashed all over his brother's face.
Song Ziling wiped the water on his face with his sleeve, then leaned over and kissed his brother's little face, "Our family's Zi'an is so cute."
In Song Ziling's eyes, no matter what his brother does, he can do anything, even when he pulls daddy hard, he is cute.
Because Shen Wan always kissed her little brother An's face, Song Ziling also followed her example and kissed her brother's little face at every turn.
"Mom, why don't you let your brother sleep with me from now on!" Song Ziling washed his little brother's hands carefully. He really wanted to take his brother to bed.
Shen Wan smiled and said: "Your brother is still young. He has to wake up several times at night, change diapers and feed milk. You can't do it."
This Song Ziling will definitely be a younger brother in the future, but she is also very happy that he can like Zian so much.
"I will feed my brother milk and change diapers." When my brother woke up at night and wanted to drink milk, he would put the milk on the small stove in the kitchen and simmer it. He would go to the kitchen to feed it and then he would wake up.
"When your brother turns one year old, I will let you take him with you. Don't worry about it then." Zian is still too young now, so she is worried about letting Zi Ling take him to sleep. However, , when the boy An is one year old, he can let Zi Ling take him to sleep.
After washing, Song Ziling placed his younger brother on the sofa, dressed him, teased him for a while, and then returned to his room.
The moon reaches the zenith
Song Heng wore a black suit and walked to the door of Qiushi courtyard with his hands behind his back. He stared at the door for a long time, until all the lights in the courtyard were extinguished, then he turned and left.
On this day, Mrs. Liu was sitting in the pavilion in the courtyard talking to Song Ziyu.
Mrs. Liu looked at her granddaughter, who was getting more and more beautiful, and said, "Our Ziyu has grown into a big girl, and she will be able to get married next year."
Song Ziyu's birthday is in February. When she celebrated her fourteenth birthday, the family simply got together for a meal. Next year when she gets her haircut, there will be a big party.
"I don't want to get married, I want to stay with grandma all my life." Song Ziyu pretended to be coquettish and held Mrs. Liu's arm.
She grew up in front of her grandma, so she naturally knows what her grandma likes to hear.
Mrs. Liu naturally felt heartbroken when she heard this. She patted her good granddaughter on the back and said, "Don't talk nonsense. How can my daughter's family not marry someone? You have been harmed by others before and your reputation has been ruined. Although it is impossible to marry someone noble and noble. But in your father's army, it is still possible to choose a good son with good looks."
The smile on Song Ziyu's face disappeared. Just because of Zhou Yu's incident, would she have to choose a reckless man in the army in the future? She didn't want it! Even if she couldn't marry Prince Yun, she had to marry one. Those whose family background is not much different from theirs must not be laughed at during the wedding.
Thinking of Zhou Yu, Song Ziyu became upset. These days, she dreamed of him every night, dreaming that he came to ask for her life. She wanted to go to the temple to ask for an evil talisman, but she could not leave the house.
"Grandma, I want to go to the temple tomorrow to pray for you and your parents. Can you tell my father? I'm afraid that if I say anything, my father won't let me go out." Song Ziyu lowered his head and said pitifully.
Mrs. Liu said with a straight face: "It's true for your father, you have learned well now, and you are still detained in the house every day. Don't worry, I will give your father a good talk tonight and ask him to stop detaining you." "
Song Ziyu was overjoyed, hugged Ms. Liu's arm and said, "Thank you, grandma."
At the dinner table in the evening, Mrs. Liu told Song Heng about letting Song Ziyu leave the house freely.
Song Heng thought for a while and agreed, but when Song Ziyu left the house, he had to bring a maid, a mother-in-law, and two followers with him.
After dinner, Ms. Liu left Song Heng alone again because she had something to ask him.
"I heard someone said that you have been sleeping in the study recently. What's going on?" Mrs. Liu asked with a frown. The in-laws had just left and Shen Ming had just moved out. He was like this. Could it be that he had other thoughts.
Before Song Heng could answer, she said again: "Zi Lingniang just narrowly escaped death and gave you a son. You can't let her be sorry!"
Although she was not opposed to her son taking concubines at first, she became afraid after experiencing Lin Qingxue as her daughter-in-law. If there were too many women in the back house, the house would become a mess, so it was better to have only one daughter-in-law.
Song Heng said feebly: "Mom, what are you thinking about?"
Did he want to stay in the study? It was Shen Wan who refused to let him stay in Qiushi Courtyard.
Mrs. Liu pointed at him and said, "I can't help but think about your behavior."
Song Heng sighed and held his forehead, thinking about a suitable reason to explain to his mother why he didn't sleep in Qiushi Courtyard.
After a while, she said with the tips of her ears red: "Wan'er is weak, I don't want to hurt her."