348 Chapter 7: The Adventures of the Little Prince (3)
He Fangyi looked at the expectant eyes of her eldest son and her younger brother. It took a lot of effort to force out a smile, touched the two sons' heads with her hands and said warmly:
"Let's wait until tomorrow. I'll call your father tomorrow and ask him when he will return to China after finishing his work."
When the brothers heard this, they immediately nodded happily.
Xiao Baocheng was young and started to yawn before the story was finished.
Jin Chengcheng was also infected by his younger brother and fell asleep.
It was 9:30 pm, and the night outside the window was dark.
He Fangyi looked at the warm scene of the two brothers hugging each other and sleeping soundly, and couldn't help but feel lost for a moment.
If her husband Chenghu had not died young in her previous life, and she had not died in childbirth while she was still alive, would her two sons have died a good death?
She bit her red lips and smiled self-deprecatingly, then got out of bed, took her cell phone and pulled on her slippers and walked out of the master bedroom. She stood on the corridor with the marble floor and dialed Jin Yexi's number. Unexpectedly, the person who answered the phone was not Jin Yexi.
Yexi, but his elite secretary-Cao Yin.
In the VIP ward of a high-end private hospital on the other side of the ocean.
Cao Yin, who was wearing a black suit, was extremely anxious.
He never expected that this business acquisition would be so difficult. Not only did they fail to acquire the other party's business, Director Jin was also plotted by the other party and accidentally got into a car accident.
Cao Yin was sitting on the single leather sofa beside the hospital bed, looking at the handsome man lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed and a circle of white gauze wrapped around his head, and he didn't know what to do.
"Didi-di-di-di-"
At this time, the screen of his BOSS's mobile phone suddenly lit up and an incoming call ringtone sounded.
Cao Yin got up from the sofa and saw that the caller ID was their wife He Fangyi. He frowned and hesitated for a while before sliding the screen and putting the phone to his ear to answer the call.
"My sons want to see you. May 3rd is Baocheng's birthday. No, it's Baobao's birthday. Can you go back to China early to celebrate your little son's birthday?"
Cao Yin also knew that the couple had been having conflicts in the past two years. When he heard He Fangyi's words, he glanced at their pale boss and said thoughtfully:
"Madam, I am Cao Yin, not Dong Jin."
"How could it be you? Where is Jin Yexi?"
Cao Yin raised his hand and touched the cold sweat on his forehead. Before the accident, the BOSS asked them not to tell his wife and the elders of the Jin family about his car accident.
He stretched out his hand to scratch his head and replied awkwardly:
"Madam, it's not convenient for Mr. Jin to answer the phone right now."
"Haha - then you can tell him what I said. My son was not born by me alone."
"Beep beep beep beep beep."
Cao Yin looked at the hung up phone and couldn't help but sigh:
"Hey, Mr. Jin, please open your eyes quickly. I feel that my wife is angry, thinking that you don't pay attention to the young master."
Jin Yexi, who had a white gauze wrapped around his head, could not hear the words of his elite secretary. His mind was like a movie at the moment, playing out scene after scene of the historical incident between the Holy Ancestor of the Qing Dynasty and Prince Yinreng.
matter.
Jin Yexi was like a bystander, watching the Tian family father and son from the initial intimacy to the final breakup, and two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes.
"Dong Jin, Dong Jin?"
Cao Yingang put BOSS's mobile phone on the table nearby to charge. When he turned around and saw the tears flowing from the corners of Jin Yexi's eyes, he was immediately shocked.
He called twice in a row and found that their boss had no response, so he hurried outside the ward and shouted:
"Dctr! Dctr!"
…
Spring in Beishi City is very short, people just put on spring clothes, and soon they start to wear summer clothes when the weather is hot.
The days passed very quickly, and it was the end of April in the blink of an eye.
The temperature during the day has slowly risen to 27 or 28 degrees Celsius, and many beautiful roses and peonies are blooming in the back garden of He's villa.
During this period of more than a month, Xiao Baocheng followed his mother-in-law and his brother to play in many places and eat a lot of delicious food.
He also opened his eyes and saw a lot of modern things. He learned from his brother that the development gap between the Qing Dynasty and modern times was as huge as heaven and earth.
April 30, 11:00 am sharp.
Xiao Baocheng was wearing a white cotton T-shirt and a pair of linen shorts, holding the golden retriever's leash in his hand. While walking the dog in the back garden, he hummed to his homemade song Calabash and Ultraman.
medley of songs: "Calabash baby, Calabash baby, do you believe in the power of light~~~"
Just at this moment, an extremely youthful girl's voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Bao Bao!"
When Xiao Baocheng heard the sound, he turned around and saw a beautiful 17-year-old girl wearing a blue school uniform and carrying a backpack, standing against the light.
Seeing the familiar face of the visitor, his auspicious eyes lit up, he immediately threw away the dog leash in his hand, spread his two short legs, ran to the girl with bright eyes, and shouted with joy in a milky voice.
: "Auntie!"
"Why!"
He Qingyan bent down and picked up the little guy who jumped into her arms. She touched the little guy's nose with her white fingertips and said with a smile:
"I haven't seen you for a while. Do you miss your aunt?"
"Yeah, think about it! Baocheng, ever since I came here, I have always wanted to see my aunt!"
Xiao Baocheng put his two short arms around the girl's neck and said coquettishly.
"Baocheng? Hahahahaha, did Baobao watch the Qing Dynasty drama with her mother recently?"
He Qingyan couldn't help but laugh out loud when she heard that the little nephew in her arms actually called herself Yinreng, the deposed prince of the Kangxi Dynasty.
Xiao Baocheng couldn't help but sigh when he heard his aunt's hearty laughter. His aunt didn't recognize him anymore...
"Come on, the sun is too strong, let's go back to the living room."
He Qingyan carried her little nephew and walked towards the cool living room.
As soon as she entered the living room door, she shouted:
"Sister Fang! Chengcheng! I'm coming!"
The mother and son who were staying in the study on the second floor heard the girl's voice coming from the first floor and hurriedly walked out of the study.
"Auntie!"
When Jin Chengcheng saw He Qingyan, he immediately grinned, held the railing with his hands, and walked quickly down the stairs.
He Fangyi, who was following behind, saw her youngest son staying in her cousin's arms with great attachment. The smile on her face froze slightly. In an instant, she felt relieved again and walked downstairs with a smile.
No matter which Qing world Baocheng came from, his closeness to his cousin showed that in that Qing Dynasty that she had never seen, his cousin treated Baocheng very carefully.
Her cousin is her benefactor.
"Qingyan, aren't your parents here?"
He Fangyi reached out and took off her cousin's backpack from her back, then took He Qingyan's arm and walked towards the sofa.
The servant standing by also took away the backpack from his wife's hand with a wink, and then quickly brought a few glasses of freshly squeezed juice.
He Qingyan sat on the sofa with her little nephew in her arms, raised her neck and drank half a glass of juice. She felt that she was no longer thirsty, so she explained to He Fanyi helplessly:
"Cousin, my parents said there are some urgent matters that need to be dealt with in the company, and they can't come to dinner today."
Hearing this, He Fangyi waved her hands and said with a smile:
"It's okay, then we, two adults and two children, can eat together. My parents can't come today either."
"You sit down first and I'll go see if the chef has prepared lunch."
"OK."
"Auntie, Baocheng saw the real Calabash Baby!"
"They are indeed all Vajra Patulu, ah!"
As soon as He Fangyi left, Xiao Baocheng shouted excitedly to He Qingyan.
"Wow! Chengcheng, how come your brother still knows the word 'Batulu'? Have you two been watching Qing Dynasty dramas with your mother recently?"
He Qingyan was surprised to hear Manchu words from her nephew again.
"Hey, auntie, since the last time Baobao had a fever, his little head has been a little abnormal. He always pesters me to ask about the Qing Dynasty, and even calls our mother 'Huang E Niang'.
My father calls me ‘Khan Ama’, and sometimes I call myself ‘Gu’. My mother and I have adapted to the new changes in Baobao.”
"Brother, it's the same, Brother Huang, oh!"
When Xiao Baocheng saw Jin Chengcheng's helpless look, he immediately puffed up his chest and corrected him in a sweet voice.
"Auntie, you see, this is it. He thinks he is living in the Forbidden City."
Jin Chengcheng shrugged upwards and signaled He Qingyan with his eyes to listen to the "silly words" Xiao Baocheng said.
He Qingyan saw her little nephew frowning with a distressed and aggrieved expression of "I can't explain it" on his face, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
More than an hour later.
Wait until the two adults and two children have finished their lunch.
He Fangyi's cell phone rang.
The four people who were talking and laughing stopped when they heard the ringing of their mobile phones.
He Fangyi couldn't help but pursed her lips when she saw the caller ID was her mother-in-law.
He Qingyan, who was sitting next to her, also caught a glimpse of the notes on her phone, and the corners of her mouth twitched subconsciously.
The He family knew how difficult their cousin's mother-in-law was, and the Qing Dynasty had been destroyed for who knows how many years.
But her cousin's mother-in-law still behaves like a noble after the late Qing Dynasty at home. If "consanguineous marriage" were not banned now, her cousin's mother-in-law would still want to match her biological niece with her biological son.
Let’s do the ancient “kiss-to-kiss” thing!
He Fangyi swiped the screen with her fingertips, answered the call, and asked aloud: "Mom, what's the matter?"
"Fangyi, if you have nothing to do this afternoon, please bring Chengcheng and Baobao back. Your grandma misses them both."
He Fangyi raised her eyelids and glanced at her youngest son who was eating strawberries. Her youngest son's condition was unknown now, so it was best not to take him back to the Jin family.
Jin Yexi's grandmother is a very capable person who can speak Manchu and Mongolian! If she discovers something is wrong with her youngest son, things will go wrong.
Making up her mind quickly, He Fangyi continued:
"Okay, I understand. I will take Chengcheng back later. Baobao has been picked up by her grandma to play at He's house in the past two days."
"That's okay."
After the call was hung up.
He Fangyi asked her eldest son to go upstairs to change clothes.
He Qingyan smiled and said before her cousin could speak:
"Sister Fang, go ahead. I'll keep an eye on Bao Bao if I have nothing to do in the afternoon."
He Fangyi nodded and saw that it was almost 1:30 in the afternoon, so she took Jin Chengcheng who had changed clothes and went out.
After the mother and son left, He Qingyan took her nephew for a nap.
3pm.
He Qingyan was lying on the sofa in the living room, with an open history book covering her face and carrying historical knowledge points on her back.
Oboshi was sitting on the carpet in the living room with his short legs spread out, and he was playing with the latest remote control car while saying the word "dududu" in his mouth.
Suddenly he heard He Qingyan, who was lying on the sofa, reciting:
"During the First Opium War, the Qing government signed..."
An alarm sounded in Xiao Baocheng's head instantly, knowing that his aunt was memorizing the reasons for the fall of the Qing Dynasty.
He immediately got up from the carpet, trotted to the sofa, threw himself on He Qingyan, and asked in a slightly urgent voice:
"Auntie, why can the duck's meat slices lead to the demise of the Qing Dynasty?"
"Duck slices? Duck slices?"
He Qingyan frowned and repeated her nephew's words in confusion, and then she realized that her nephew had mistaken "opium" for "duck slices".
She couldn't help but said with laughter and tears:
"Baby, this opium is not the roast duck slices we eat for lunch."
"Well, 'crow' is the 'crow' of crow."
He Qingyan brought the history book in her hand to her little nephew, pointed at the knowledge points she drew with a green highlighter with her right index finger and explained to her little nephew.
Xiao Baocheng frowned and read the book for a while, and found that he didn't know a single word, but the "pictures" in the book were quite clear.
He couldn't help but shake his round head, pursed his lips and said:
"Auntie, Baocheng, doesn't know how to read. Can you tell Baocheng why the Qing Dynasty perished?"