Old Man Hao's eyes darkened, and he looked back at Hao Lixian coldly: "It's enough that you are willing to seek refuge with Prince Liang. Why do you need to involve Song Tuanyuan?"
Hao Lixian frowned: "You also know my medical skills, but I'm really not sure!"
Old Man Hao was extremely angry: "In that case, don't take the porcelain job without the diamond!"
Hao Lixian said in a low voice: "But I do it all for dad. King Liang sent people to invite dad several times, but dad refused. Now King Liang has determined that dad is on King Cheng's side. If King Liang is angry,
If they attack us, won't all the previous plans be ruined? Dad doesn't have to come forward, Song Tuanyuan and I will come forward, which can be regarded as saving Prince Liang's face, and Prince Liang will not take action in a while!"
Old Man Hao said in a deep voice: "We have been sandwiched between two kings these years to survive. When will this happen?"
"Dad, think about it, don't you want to find Uncle Lan?" Hao Lixian said, "Offending Prince Liang will not be good for us!"
"Lan Lin..." Old Man Hao read this name, with indescribable emotions in his eyes.
It has been twenty years, where has Lan Lin taken that child?
After returning home, Song Shuangxi still had to knead the oil. Now that there were many boys at home, the kneading was done in a short time.
"It would be great if the eldest brother, the second brother, and the younger brother were at home every day. Then I would be relaxed!" Song Shuangxi said.
Song Fujian said deliberately: "Then we should also share the money you earn?"
Song Shuangxi glared at him: "What a beautiful idea!"
The two people were laughing and joking in the yard.
Song Tuanyuan was busy cooking in the kitchen. On the way back in the afternoon, two more fish died in the bucket. Now Song Tuanyuan felt even more nauseated looking at the fish soup.
But the rest of the Song family enjoyed the fish soup very much. After a while, they all went into the pot. Even Song Xiaoxiao was so full that she hiccupped. After eating, she walked on the doorstep in a daze.
Seeing Song Xiaoxiao in a daze, Song Fuxin deliberately went over and asked: "Xiaoxiao, have you written well these days since I left? Come, let me test your handwriting!"
Song Xiaoxiao turned around blankly, and her dizzy look made Song Fujin laugh.
"Little greedy cat, won't you eat less?" Song Fuxin couldn't help but nodded Song Xiaoxiao's forehead.
Song Xiaoxiao reacted, wiped the corner of her mouth in embarrassment, ran to the house, took out the charcoal, and started writing on the steps in front of the door.
Song Xiaoxiao's handwriting was good and accurate, which made Song Fujin very satisfied.
"Today I will teach you how to read the Book of Songs. You have to memorize it and write it silently, you know?" Song Fuxin said, taking out a book of "The Book of Songs" and handing it to Song Xiaoxiao, "This is for you!"
Song Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, then took the book in disbelief: "Is it really for me? I also have a book?"
In Song Xiaoxiao's eyes, books are the most precious things in the world. She used to lie on the threshold and look at Song Fuxin's room because Wang Yulan had told her not to enter that room because it was all treasure, so Song
Xiaoxiao never dared to go in privately.
Now she actually has a book!
"Yes, it's for you!" Song Fuxin couldn't help but stretched out his hand and touched Song Xiaoxiao's little head, "Next, you can study this book. The poems in this book are very beautiful!"
Song Xiaoxiao nodded.
Wang Yulan was washing the dishes. She looked at the interaction between Song Fuxin and Song Xiaoxiao from a distance, and felt very warm in her heart. She wiped her hands with her apron, came up and said: "His second uncle, thank you, now Xiaoxiao
I can recognize a lot of words now!”
Song Fujin waved his hand: "Sister-in-law, you're welcome. Thank you for your hard work, sister-in-law!"
Wang Yulan asked again: "Second uncle, does he have any clothes he needs to change?"
Since the last time, Song Fujin has washed his own clothes. Wang Yulan washed them for him, but he refused no matter what.
"No, I washed them all in the academy, so I don't have to carry them back and forth!" Song Fuxin thanked him.
Wang Yulan had no choice but to turn around and look at Song Fuxin teaching Song Xiaoxiao so patiently. She always felt like she wanted to repay him with something.
In the evening, Wang Yulan brought a basin of foot-washing water to Song Fujin and delivered it to the door, then left silently.
Song Fujin raised his head when he heard the noise and looked at Wang Yulan's back, feeling deeply moved in his heart.
This feeling was something he had never experienced before.
In the past, Wang Yulan washed his clothes and washed his feet. He only felt that he should, because he was the hope of the entire Song family. In the future, the Song family's success would depend on him. Now, under Song Tuanyuan's education, he knew that they were the same.
Wang Yulan and Song Fugui are his relatives, not his slaves. They treat him well not just because he is good at studying!
Song Fujin stepped forward and brought in the foot washing water. He tested the temperature of the water and found that it was just right.
Song Fujin felt more and more energetic while soaking his feet and reading.
That night, Song Tuanyuan slept until midnight and wanted to get up to relieve herself, so she drowsily grabbed a coat, put it on, opened the door and walked out.
A figure flashed past the fence.
Song Tuanyuan was so frightened that he suddenly woke up.
She stared at the man's back, her hands and feet feeling cold.
There had always been a dark shadow wandering outside before. Song Tuanyuan had always thought it was someone from Mr. Shui's side. Now she could see clearly that it was Shopkeeper Zhou, the shopkeeper of the tofu shop. Shopkeeper Zhou had a somewhat hunched back, so even if he didn't see clearly
Face, Song Tuanyuan also recognized him.
Wasn't the shopkeeper arrested and exiled by the government this week? Why is he back again?
Song Tuanyuan remembered that the bandits colluded with Shopkeeper Zhou in his previous life were ruthless. Before going up the mountain, they even killed a family in the city. He didn't remember which family it was. He only remembered that Song Fuchuan was also involved at that time. So in the next ten years,
Song Fujian had been wanted for a long time. When he came back once, his original owner refused to let him in. Later, they met at the execution ground.
Song Tuanyuan broke out in cold sweat, and when the spring breeze blew in at night, his whole body felt chilly.
Why did shopkeeper Zhou show up at her door? Did he know that she had snitched on the tofu shop? She had found a beggar to deliver a letter to Yamen Zhang. Maybe Zhang Yamen had gone to find the beggar...
The more Song Tuanyuan thought about it, the more nervous she became. She could not tell the children about this yet. After all, the eldest child had no backbone, the second child wanted to study, the third child was still young, and she was afraid that Song Fujian would meet Shopkeeper Zhou again.
But this is not an option.
Maybe shopkeeper Zhou planned to take action today, but he didn't take action because of the large number of people in the family. Then tomorrow evening, all three sons will go to town, and only a few women will be in danger!
Song Tuanyuan didn't dare to relieve herself anymore and hurried back to the house. The more she thought about it, the more she became afraid.
Early the next morning, Song Tuanyuan asked several people to live in the town in the name of Song Shuangxi's new medicine.
"Mom, why did you go to live in the town?" Song Fugui asked, stunned for a moment, "The fields here are about to be harvested, and I plan to take a few days off to harvest wheat at home!"