"Because I went to see the little duck today, I didn't have time to see the big tree." Song Liangchen sighed again, but he subconsciously looked at his father, but still didn't say the words "Why is my mother getting stupider?" He was not stupid, and he said that his father was going to bully him again, and he was so bad.

"You make arrangements for yourself."

Song Liangchen nodded happily: "Tomorrow I will pick the fruits first, and when I come back, I will look at the big tree."

"Let's have dinner first." Su Wan picked up some vegetables and put them into the bowl in front of the father and son, and Song Ziheng fed his son first.

Seeing them moving, the village chief moved his chopsticks and did not dare to eat too much. He only took the wine to pour it for Song Ziheng. Song Ziheng waved his hand: "I can't bear to drink, so I won't be ugly."

The village chief dared not persuade him, so he simply filled himself with it, and picked up the bowl from time to time and took a few sips.

Song Ziheng really doesn't like drinking, and he doesn't want the village chief to be too nervous, so he took the initiative to break the silence at this moment and asked with a smile: "Da Shuan and Er Shuan are the two children before?"

The village chief put down the bowl and nodded excitedly, "It's them, it's hard for the lord to remember."

"Why don't you ask them to come and eat together?"

"I guess I'm going home to accompany their mother..." the village chief paused and asked, "Why don't Caomin go and call them over?"

"No need for this, I just asked curiously." Song Ziheng shook his head and smiled.

Song Liangchen swallowed the tender chicken in his mouth and suddenly asked, "Dad, why don't Dashuan Ershuan and others have dads? Then where did they come from?"

"Cough cough cough--" The village chief accidentally choked by the wine, coughing heart-wrenchingly, his face turned red. Yun Niang, who heard the movement, came from the kitchen and beat him for a while. The village chief, who had recovered, quickly stood up and said, "Sorry, sir, the grass-roots are out of his composure..."

"It's okay, you all sit down and have a meal." Song Ziheng's attitude was still gentle. He patted Song Liangchen, who was pulling his sleeve to ask for answers, and said to the village chief and his wife, "I am ignorant and said the wrong thing. Please forgive me."

The village chief sat down silently, shook his head, but said nothing, but Yun Niang had red eyes at some point and whispered: "Da Shuan's father didn't last year, he was in the back mountain..."

The village chief glared at Yun Niang, and Yun Niang covered her mouth and went out.

Su Wan and Song Ziheng looked at each other, and Song Liangchen's eyes were shuttled back and forth across their faces, blinking their big eyes innocently.

Song Ziheng cleared his throat, broke the embarrassment at this moment and said, "Sorry..."

"It made the adult laugh, but Cao Min only had such a son. I still feel heartbroken when I think about it."

"You can understand your mood." Song Ziheng's face turned a little serious, and he paused, "But this happens, you will only have two grandsons in Dashun Ershun, and their mother only has these two sons..."

Having expected what Song Ziheng was going to say, the village chief quickly stood up and bowed to him and said, "My lord is kind, but the best future is the two brothers who follow him. I don't know when I can last for this old bone. If I can't see them adults, then the three orphans and widows will really be desperate."

"My wife and I are taking care of each other, and the villagers help me, so it's okay. As for their mother." The village chief paused and said helplessly, "If she can't keep her own, it's okay if she remarries, as long as she doesn't drag down her two children."

It seems that the other party has made up his mind and can make a quick decision within less than three hours. He has expected the follow-up arrangements, and he is indeed a little determined. Or he regards this as the only way out.

Su Wan was in a very heavy mood. She glanced at Song Ziheng, thought for a while and said, "A few children have passed by Qiongzhou, and someone needs to take care of them. If your daughter-in-law is willing, it would be better to ask her to follow us into the mansion, which can be the same monthly routine as the mothers."

The village chief's face flashed with excitement when he heard this: "It would be great. The lady is kind-hearted. Caomin thanked the great kindness of the adults and the wife on behalf of the whole family." As he said that, he had already knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

After dinner, in order to show his good popularity, Song Liangchen showed Su Wan the gift he received - a small slingshot that was grinding and shining. Su Wan looked at it and was indeed surprised. Although this slingshot was simple and not difficult to make, she knew that the beloved thing she loved by the owner and was played with every day, otherwise it would not have been so shiny.

It seems that the little guy is really popular when he receives such a thoughtful gift.

Su Wan played with Song Liangchen for two quarters of an hour, and Xiaolu came in and reported: "Miss, the young master's bath water has been boiled. Are you going to the house now?"

Su Wan nodded and pulled her son up: "Let's go, go back to the house to take a shower."
Chapter completed!