In ancient times, the main house of the three-enterprise courtyard was for the elders in the family to live in, the eldest son in the east wing, the second son in the west wing, and the daughter and wife were all in the backyard.

Meaning, the male leads the outside, the female leads the inside.

Now that Chen Huan proposed to live in the West Courtyard, Song Zhen and Song Qi could only give up with their scalp and gritted their teeth.

Zhong Yuhong: "Then you two brothers... move to the East Courtyard?"

Dongyuan, the residence of Song Yu during his lifetime.

After hearing this, Song Qi subconsciously frowned, but soon let go, but this small movement was still full of sunshine.

However, Song Zhen looked the same, calmly responded "Okay".

In this way, Chen Hua and his mother (child) lived in the west courtyard.

It's night.

After handling the business, Song Kaifeng returned to the master bedroom from the study.

The old lady was covered with a quilt and leaned against the bedside to read a book. She had a pair of reading glasses on her nose, her eyebrows and eyes were peaceful and elegant, and her breath of books came to her face.

"Why haven't you been asleep yet? What are you watching?" Song Kaifeng lifted the quilt and lay in.

"Old Almanac."

"What should I do if I turn it over?"

Zhong Yuhongbai glanced at him: "Of course it's time to look at the days. Now Qingqing and Zanzan have been brought back, so don't you find time to let them officially recognize their ancestors? I've seen it. On the eighth day next month, the best day, we will hold a dinner in Changfu Palace, and invite all the friends and relatives to watch the ceremony on site."

"Nothing!"

The old lady was stunned by his howl, and after a while, she reacted with an inexplicable look: "How can this be called "Nonsense? That's Ayu's child, our grandson, are you even stingy in this little show? Why are you becoming more and more stingy as you get older..."

Song Kaifeng's face turned dark.

The old lady looked fearless: "Isn't it?"

"...... After this period of recovery, it's time to figure it out, and it's not too late to hold the ceremony."

"You stop, what does it mean to 'find what you should figure it out'? Is there anything else that is unclear now?"

Song Kaifeng's eyebrows tightened and his wrinkles were deep: "I plan to arrange another paternity test..."

"Didn't you do it before? Why do you still need to..."

Song Kaifeng waved his hand and interrupted her: "I feel uneasy. To be safe, it's safer to check it again."

Zhong Yuhong disagreed: "What have you been doing? Now that people have been brought back, they live under the same roof. If we take such suspicious attitude, no one will look good on their faces!"

This is also the old man’s worries.

I want to check, but it's hard to check.

"In this way, let the servants pay attention to collecting the hair of the two children when cleaning."

"What if the servant makes a mistake? The hair is the same, do you believe the final detection result?"

“…”

"I think you are too worried. Qingqing has exactly the same eyes as our Ayu. They all say that his daughter Xiaofu, how could it be that she is not his biological son?"

Song Kaifeng concentrated on his mind and tried to recall, but found that he was standing too far and never came up. He didn't even see what the child looked like.

"Are you sure it's not a psychological effect?"

Zhong Yuhong: "If you don't believe me, just take out the photos of A Yu when he was a child and compare them in person tomorrow."

Song Kaifeng did not answer the conversation.

The old lady took out the photo from the drawer and handed it to him. At one moment, tears flashed in her eyes: "Give it, you can take it to see..."

When Song Kaifeng took it, his hands were trembling. After a while, "It's getting late, let's go."

"That banquet matter..."

"You can do it. But just achieve the goal, don't be too arrogant."

"As long as our family doesn't break the law, what's wrong with being a little bit arrogant? Besides, it's the only two seedlings in the Song family's legitimate genitals, and it's not an exaggeration to be lively."

"Don't forget Xiaojing, this is slapping her in the face!"

This time, the old lady stopped talking.

After being silent for a long time, her eyes were weak and helpless: "...Okay, I will pay attention to the right position."

Under the same moonlight, the West Courtyard.

"Didi! Wash... savory..." The little girl wrapped in a bath towel and had not dried her body clapped her hands at Zanzan.

The latter only looked up at her and continued to play with the Lego in his hand.

Not interested, not moved.

But the little girl seemed to be used to this way of getting along, her mouth was clattering, sometimes "Didi" and sometimes "liked" her, and she ignored her. She was very happy anyway.

Chen Hua came out of the bathroom, took her up and put her on the bed, then wiped the water from her body with a bath towel, and finally changed into clean pajamas.

The little girl consciously got into the quilt and lay down without any warning from Shen Wu. She was incredibly well-behaved.

"Praise..." Chen Hua walked over.

He lowered Lego and raised his head, and his dark pupils met Shen Wan's eyes.

Focus, focus, and be spotless.

Such eyes and such eyes successfully reminded Chen Hua of that person...

That bastard who left without saying goodbye!

"It's time for us to take a shower," she said, her voice softly.

Zanzan didn't say anything, but nodded, put Lego in its previous position, and stood next to the spread-out suitcase, staring at it, as if looking for something.

"Are the baby looking for this?" Chen Huan held a small box in his hand, shook it, and it rustled.

Zanzan ran over, but in fact, his steps were more steadily than the little girl.
Chapter completed!