"General." Dongmei, who was cleaning the courtyard, saw the general entering the courtyard, so she quickly put down the broom and blessed the general.
"Where's Madam?" Song Heng asked.
Dongmei looked in the direction of the main house and said, "Madam is in the house!"
Song Heng glanced at the main house, nodded, and walked towards the main house.
The two masters and servants in the house had already heard the conversation in the yard, and soon they saw Song Heng entering the house.
"General." Cui'er stood by the Kang and blessed the general.
Song Heng nodded slightly, "Hey..." Zi An, who was sleeping, didn't know if he knew his father was coming, so he woke up with his little arms stretched out.
Shen Wan was going to pick up her son when he woke up, but Song Heng took a step ahead of her, walked to the cradle, and picked up the boy An when he woke up.
He hadn't seen his youngest son for a few days, and he was still thinking strangely. When he heard his little son's voice, he walked directly to the cradle and picked up the little boy without even thinking about it.
This little baby is growing up very fast, but after not seeing him for a few days, he felt that the baby had grown up a lot. His face also gained some fleshiness, and he looked very soft and cute.
"Ahhh..." Xiao An was held by his father, grabbing his father's hair hanging on his chest and stuffing it into his mouth.
Seeing that his son was trying to eat his own hair, Song Heng quickly stopped him.
"Don't eat daddy's hair." Song Heng's voice was louder and his tone was stern.
Xiao Zi'an's little fist had already been brought to his mouth, but he didn't put his hair in his mouth. He stared at his father with two black grape-like eyes, and he was about to cry when his little mouth shrank.
When Song Heng saw that his youngest son was about to cry, he suddenly panicked, but he still said calmly: "How can a man cry so easily?"
Little An didn't know if he understood his father's words. His mouth was flat, his nose was twitching, but his tears didn't fall.
Cui'er looked at it and said with a smile: "Young Master really listens to the General's words. If the General says you are not allowed to eat hair, the Young Master won't eat it. If the General says you can't cry, the Young Master won't cry."
Hearing this, Shen Wan frowned unhappily and thought to herself: This little heartless boy, why haven't I seen him listen to me like this? I obviously gave birth to him, and I am the one who loves him the most.
"Really?" Song Heng looked down at his little son in his arms and smiled.
Huh! Shen Wan rolled her eyes secretly and said to Hui'er: "Zi'an must be hungry. You can carry him and feed him some milk!"
That's right, she deliberately asked Hui'er to take the boy An away. She couldn't see Song Heng holding her precious son, and she couldn't see her heartless little baby smiling toothlessly at Song Heng.
"General, give the young master to your servant!" Hui'er took two steps forward and reached out to hug the young master.
Song Heng thought that he came here because he had something to discuss with Zi'an's mother, so he gave his youngest son to Hui'er.
The boy was placed in Hui'er's arms, still holding on to his father's hair.
Song Heng's hair was a little painful when he pulled it, and he said warmly: "Let go of Daddy's hair quickly."
I don’t. Xiao An spit bubbles at his father and babbling. Song Heng gently patted his little hands, and then he pursed his lips and let go of his father’s hair. He was babbling and was picked up by Hui'er.
Hui'er took the boy An away, leaving Shen Wan and Song Heng alone in the room.
"General, what's the matter when you come here at this time?" Shen Wan picked up the teacup on the small table and looked at Song Heng and asked. He usually didn't come at this time. In the past, he would come to see Xiao An every now and then after leaving his post and talk to Zi Ling. Talk. Although he has some free time now that he has stopped working, if he came specifically to see Xiao An, he would not let Huier carry Xiao An down. Therefore, she guessed that he came here at this time to find her. Something happened.
Song Heng sat on the kang, picked up the teacup on the tea tray, turned the teacup over and placed it on the small table, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.