If there is a devil in the world, then the devil must be this person.
Under the green trees, by the pond.
A sudden breeze ruffled a pool of spring water.
The innocent laughter of children came from far away, "Brother, look at the butterflies I flutter."
The girl who talked about the bun raised her chubby little hands and handed the butterfly to the slightly taller boy. The breeze ruffled the children's clothes and hairbands, carrying the laughter to farther and higher places.
"Look at the sweat on your forehead. Are you thirsty? Come here and have a drink of cold soup." The gentle woman gently held the handkerchief and wiped the sweat from the faces of the two children. She held one in each hand and took them to the tree.
Cool down in the shade.
"Your Majesty, Madam, is really a gentle and virtuous woman." Du Changshi looked at the women and children in the garden, "Although she comes from a small family, she is also a serious scholar. In the past, I have never thought that you were burdened by the Zhou family.
Even though I was in prison, I never blamed you."
"Such a good woman is rare." Du Changshi sighed with emotion.
Song Pingan just wanted to reply, does this have anything to do with you!?
What do you mean by bringing my wife and children here!?
"Aren't you going to see their mother and son?"
The more gentle and considerate Du Changshi was, the more terrified Song Ping'an felt. This kind of fear made him unable to maintain his usual docile expression, and could only keep a stiff face, "The villain is a body of sin, it is better not to see him than to see him.
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Du Changshi smiled softly, "Although you don't want to see me, I agree with Niuniu." He held Song Pingan's hand affectionately and walked into the garden together.
There are two children in the Song family, the boy is quieter and the girl is more lively. Little Niuniu saw her father first, her eyes lit up immediately, and she shouted, "Dad, Daddy, you are back!" She ran over and hugged her father's arms.
legs, and opened her little arms for her father to hold her.
Song Ping'an was so excited to see his children and wives, but with such a devil around him at this time, he knew that the closer he got to his children, the more leverage the devil would use to threaten him in the future.
His hands trembled slightly, and he tried his best to suppress the joy of hugging his daughter. He turned away from Ping An, with the corners of his eyes slightly red.
Du Changshi glanced at him, smiled and leaned over to pick up the little girl, coaxing him warmly, "Your father is injured and can't hold you. Uncle Du can hold you the same way."
Seeing that the devil was actually hugging his daughter, Song Ping'an clenched his fists suddenly, and he could feel the tense muscles under his thin summer clothes. His daughter's concerned little face came close to him, with big tears rolling in her eyes, "Dad, you
Injured?"
"It's okay, it's okay. It's almost fine." Song Ping'an was afraid of scaring his daughter, so he quickly touched his daughter's fat face and smiled at her.
Song Ping'an had a very friendly appearance, and his smile caught the eyes of Mrs. Li and the eldest son who came over, and the mother and son couldn't help but feel a little more relaxed.
"Dad." Song Yu's eyes were full of concern. He was already studying and was an older child. He stood in front of his father and bowed deeply, "Father, how are you?"
"I'm fine." Song Pingan touched his son's head and looked at his wife, "Is everything okay?"
Li's appearance is only average, but she is born with a gentleness as gentle as water. "Everything is fine, thanks to Master Du for taking care of her."
It turns out that this devil's surname is Du.
Song Ping'an didn't want anyone in his family to be suspicious, so he thanked Du Changshi, "Thank you, sir."
"That's so polite. I always cherish talented people the most, let alone you and I hit it off like old friends." Du Changshi laughed naturally, as if he really clicked with Song Pingan, and handed the little girl into Song Pingan's arms, "It's rare to come out today.
, your family is reunited, I won’t disturb you too much, I will come to pick you up in the evening, you still have to go back to the Ministry of Punishment."
Du Changshi squeezed Song Ping'an's shoulder, smiled, and turned to leave.
Song Pingan held his daughter in his arms and led his son and wife through the garden to the small courtyard where his family lived.
It's a small three-in-one courtyard.
There are three main rooms and two east and west wing rooms. The room is not big or many, but it is enough for a family of three.
The furnishings in the house are simple, with a tea bowl, a table and a chair, all reflecting the taste of Mr. Du.
The wife poured warm water and handed it over, "Don't have tea now, drink some water."
Little Niuniu held up the snow-white snack to her father, "Dad, eat the cake! This cake is delicious!"
Song Ping'an took the pastry, which had a rich coconut milk aroma. When he took a bite, it was indeed soft and fragrant, far better than ordinary pastries.
Song Ping'an asked again, "Is everything okay?"
Mrs. Li nodded, "Everything is fine. Even if I suddenly accept such a favor from Master Du, I always feel a little uneasy."
This is exactly what Song Ping'an wanted to ask, "How did you get to know Mr. Du?"
There was some shame on Song Yu's face at first. Mrs. Li put her arms around her son's shoulders and said softly, "After we come out, Yu'er should continue studying. Some pupils in the school are young and unreasonable, and they bully Yu'er after school. It just so happens that
Met by Mr. Du."
"Mr. Du said that I need my husband's help for things to do in the future. We are not safe outside, so he asked us to move into the house." Li said softly, "In my natal family, my eldest sister-in-law has been feeling uncomfortable lately.
Mr. Du sincerely invites you, so we are here."
Xiao Niuniu is a straightforward person, "My aunt is not good to me. She won't let me eat the cakes. She hides them only for my cousins. She also calls me greedy! Uncle Du!"
Song Yu said to his sister, "I just know how to eat!"
Little Niuniu hummed at her brother, "You like to eat too!"
Song Ping'an listened to the childlike words of his son and daughter, and his heart was full of sorrow. Isn't this the trick I used to sneak into the Zhou family? The man named Du actually used this trick to deal with my family! Maybe he bullied my son and a few elementary school students.
Who was hired by the man named Du?
Despite the deep sadness in his heart, Song Ping'an looked at his wife and children in front of him and did not want to destroy the peace and joy of this moment with the cold reality.
The lunch was brought by his mother-in-law. The taste was similar to what Song Ping'an used to eat at home, but the cooking method was undoubtedly much more refined.
Little Niuniu used her chopsticks crookedly, but she kept picking up food for her father, "Dad, I want Daddy to coax me to sleep tonight!"
"Dad, I still have something to do tonight, can you let your mother put you to sleep first?" Song Pingan said dotingly. Even though he knew that the methods used in the interrogation process were not unusual, at this time, Song Pingan's heart still felt as if it had been put into a pot.
Boiling water is constantly steaming.
He believed that he could survive any kind of torture, but looking at his virtuous wife, innocent children, and a professional spy, Song Ping'an rarely hesitated.
Mrs. Li takes care of her children's food and prepares dishes for her husband from time to time. Her eyes are full of joy and tenderness like spring water.
After lunch, Mrs. Li sent her children to take a nap.
The couple talked privately.
"I wanted to visit you these past two days, but Mr. Du said that he had arrangements to reassure me. Although it is not good to go against Mr. Du's wishes, I am worried about you in the past two days. How are you doing these past two days? How are you doing?
"Ms. Li held her husband's still somewhat red and swollen wrist, with tears glistening in her eyes.
Song Ping'an swallowed his sadness heartily and comforted his wife, "I'm fine, everything is fine."
"Why haven't I heard you talk about Mr. Du before? He is such a wonderful person." Since the whole family was imprisoned, Mrs. Li has experienced a lot of human relationships. It goes without saying that someone who can provide help in times of need needs no mention of his character.
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"I didn't know each other in the past, but this time I felt that there might be some use for me."
"Then can you overcome the merit?" Your eyes are full of ardent expectations.
"Maybe." Song Ping'an felt a hint of bitterness in his heart. All he wanted in this life was for his family to live a peaceful life, but he didn't expect it to become a luxury now.
Song Ping'an asked with concern, "How are you and your child doing?"
Li was a little embarrassed, "Don't blame my sister-in-law. Dad spent a lot of money. My sister-in-law is a little worried about money. In fact, he has a good heart, but he just can't figure it out for the moment."
"How could it be? After all, if something happens to our family, it is my father-in-law and uncle who are running around for us."
The wind blew the willows, the flowers fell silently, and the cicadas outside the window stopped chirping, as if they couldn't bear to disturb the peace and gentleness of this room.
An ideal family should be like this, a loving couple and naughty and innocent children.
Song Yu clasped his little hands behind his back, shaking his head and reciting the lessons he had just learned with his father.
Song Ping'an held the scroll in his hand but was not reading it. After his son finished memorizing it, he handed him a glass of honey water and said, "I recited it well, very fluently."
Song Yu took a sip of honey water to moisten his throat, and then heard his father ask, "Do you understand what it means?"
"I understand, sir, I have already said it." Song Yu began to explain the meaning of each sentence again.
Seeing that he knew everything, Song Ping'an couldn't help but nod, "These two articles are new to me, who taught you?"
"It's the new Mr. Zhao." Song Yu said, "Mr. Zhao is very good."
"Master Du invited you?"
Song Yu nodded, "Uncle Du said that there is no peace yet, and he will let me go to his family to study in a few days."
Song Ping'an touched the golden bell on his daughter's head. He had never bought such expensive jewelry for his daughter. Needless to say, it must have been bought by Mr. Du.
What a master of insight into people's hearts!
As the sun set in the evening, Liu Gan, Du Changshi's bodyguard, invited Song Ping'an to come over.
Song Ping'an carefully told his wife and children some words of peace of mind before leaving with his long-term companion.
Little Niuniu was very reluctant to let go of her father. She raised her little face and discussed with Liu Gan angrily, "Uncle Gan, can't you let my father have dinner before going?"
"Well, things are urgent today. Next time I tell the adults, I will let Mr. Song accompany Niu Niu for dinner, okay?" Liu Gan said with a smile.
After all, little Niuniu knew something, so she nodded, "Okay."
Song Pingan and Du Changshi were riding in the same car.
"Don't be too nervous." Du Changshi fiddled with the ribs of the folding fan in his hand, "I like children very much. My nephews and nieces at home are all very good to me."
Du Changshi looked at Song Ping'an with a defensive look and continued, "Big girls are smarter. It's a pity that girls can't take the scientific examination in the future, but it's always good to read more books to avoid being bullied when they grow up.
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"Song Yu's qualifications are not excellent, just above average. If he is easy to teach, he is expected to gain fame in the future."
Du Changzhi's tone seemed to be talking about his own child, and he suddenly smiled, "I originally wanted you to put Da Niuniu to sleep this time and then take you back, but I hugged Da Niuniu in the afternoon and saw how jealous you were.
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Du Changshi smiled slyly like a villain, "If you offend me, the time will be advanced."
Song Pingan was so angry that he couldn't hold it back and glared at Du Changshi.
"You are so easy to be happy and angry, you really don't look like a spy." Du Changshi held up his chin with a folding fan and looked at Song Ping'an, "How about we make a bet?"
"Just bet, I didn't ask anything, and you didn't say anything. I'm just being nice to you. Let's see when the person behind you will send a killer to kill you." Du Changshi leaned into Song Pingan's ear and lowered his voice.
Only the two of them could hear each other, whispering softly, "How long will your master trust you?"
Song Pingan clenched his fists tightly: This villain!