Returning to my parents' home in the second grade of junior high school.

When Chu Qing learned that Xie was pregnant, she moved her mouth and looked at her daughter. She held back all the swear words, but she felt very despised. Cheng Jingrong was almost fifty years old and had a broken arm. She had just died, but she was going to be a father again so soon. She really...he would enjoy it.

But then again, when thinking about Xie's appearance, Chu Qing was a little puzzled. His wife, Xiao Zhou, was the most beautiful person in the capital, and the Great Zhou, was also a beauty, much better than Xie. Why didn't he see Cheng Jingrong beloved the more beautiful princess so much? Could it be that Xie's temper towards Cheng Jingrong?

He didn't speak, and the expression on his face was wonderful. Hanzhu knew this father too well and could guess Chu Qing wanted to say something but stopped.

She looked down at her son, happy to worry about her son's upbringing problems when he grew up. She would definitely learn good skills with Chu Qing, but she was afraid that her son would also learn from Chu Qing's arrogant and domineering romantic...

He quietly looked at A Xun who was teasing his nephew. Seeing the boy's eyebrows that were becoming more and more similar to Chu Qing's eyebrows, Hanzhu was even more worried. Brother Yuan could watch every day, but A Xun was staying by Chu Qing's side, and drinking and domineering was not a big deal, but Hanzhu really didn't want A Xun to be too indulgent in matters of men and women. When a man had a concubine, his wives and concubines would easily be dissonant, and the men were biased and would affect the children.

"Don't worry Hanhan. They did not hide their pregnancy, which means they have no ill-hearted intentions at the moment." Chu Qing saw her daughter Daimei was worried. When she was troubled by the affairs of Prince Jing's Mansion, she analyzed it softly to her.

Hanzhu nodded and looked at Cheng Yu. She and Cheng Yu also thought of this.

He comforted his daughter but saw his son-in-law. Chu Qing was unhappy and took his grandson to go out to play.

On the eighth day of the first lunar month, Cheng Lan and Lu Yao got engaged.

With Emperor Mingde acting as a peacemaker on the top, Cheng Yu had to act like a show and also sent wedding invitations to his relatives. The crowds became lively. After several funerals, Prince Jing finally held a wedding event.

Before the banquet officially began, Hanzhu entertained the two princesses and sisters-in-laws who came to sit in Changfeng Hall after watching Cheng Lan.

Xiao Tong was still the same, not smiling, but her face was calm, without the initial depression, as if nothing around her could mess up her heart anymore, and she felt a sense of indifference as a person outside. Zhang Mingyi and King Rui were very loving, with a rosy complexion and as beautiful as a flower. Today, she brought the emperor Changsun, who had just passed one year old, and put the little guy with Yuan Ge'er, and said in surprise: "No, Brother Xu is obviously one month older than Brother Yuan Ge'er, so why do you think he is not as tall as Yuan Ge'er?"

Hanzhu smiled at the two children.

King Rui was as gentle as jade. Brother Xu looked at him with good deeds and good character. He obviously followed his father. When his mother asked him to sit there, he would not move. Brother Yuan didn't know who he was with. He was very naughty and smart. He knew that adults were trying to praise him. He reached out to touch Brother Xu'er's head in a bad way, and then touched his own, smiling proudly.

Hanzhu asked Zhang Mingyi how much food he had in a day. After hearing Zhang Mingyi say it, she smiled, "Brother Yuan can eat more and grow faster."

Zhang Mingyi hummed, looked at the stupid son she had touched her brother obediently, and decided to breastfeed her son for a while.

They talked about children, Xiao Tong listened quietly, Hanzhu changed the topic thoughtfully, Xiao Tong just said a few polite words, and did not take the initiative to talk. Facing Xiao Tong like this, Hanzhu felt very complicated and wanted to mention the way Xiao Tong got along with her husband. After all, she knew more about Ding Wang because of Cheng Yu. Xiao Tong was familiar with Ding Wang's temper and the couple might become warm, but her relationship with Xiao Tong was not deep enough. It would be fine if she mentioned Xiao Tong rashly, but she was afraid that misunderstanding would be a sarcasm. If you don't mention it, Ding Wang didn't like Xiao Tong, and she might be more persistent in her sister.

After coaxing Yuan Ge'er in the evening, Hanzhu leaned against Cheng Yu's arms and whispered to him, "Brother Yuan is two years old, and the prince is married for half a year before us. He is really not in a hurry?" Knowing that King Ding had thought about his sister, Hanzhu called Xiao Tong's second sister-in-law and called him the second sister-in-law. He was so uncomfortable when calling him the second brother of Ding. He was called Prince in private.

Cheng Yu smiled helplessly, not wanting to talk about other people's private affairs, and he really didn't know what Ding Wang was thinking. He patted her on the shoulder and explained simply: "Second brother has many things to worry about, unlike me, who has so much time to accompany you."

Hanzhu immediately thought that the prince had not yet settled, and King Ding was mostly busy with major events.

When it comes to court affairs, Hanzhu didn't ask any more and leaned into his arms.

Cheng Yu's hand reached into her pajamas, and the person followed him up.

Hanzhu hugged her husband and felt his silent tenderness and deep affection. Just because she knew that not all women were as happy as her, she cherished them more and more. She was shy and unwilling to say anything she didn't want to do tonight, and suddenly she didn't want to care about it. He asked hoarsely, she shyly for a while, answered softly, and in return for a storm.

A few days later, it was Yuan Ge'er's first year banquet.

On the 15th day of the first lunar month, Geely is good enough. Hanzhu and Cheng Yu were preparing the post together and smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, only the first birthday needs to be done. If it is done every year, our family will definitely become the least welcome relative, and call people out every year during the Lantern Festival."

"It's better if you don't ask, let's live it yourself." Cheng Yu kissed his fat son who was sitting beside him lying on the side and playing with big red posts. Seeing that the little guy was sneak attacked, he turned his head and couldn't help laughing, "When Brother Yuan is two years older, my father will take you and your mother out to enjoy the lanterns." On the Mid-Autumn Festival night, he saw many people walking with their children on their backs, and Cheng Yu also wanted to carry his son out to play.

Brother Yuan was not interested in his father's words, so he looked at the pen in his father's hand with big eyes, and suddenly crawled over to grab it.

When Cheng Yu saw that his son wanted to write, he immediately forgot about his work. He put half of the post aside and took the useless ones to teach his son to write.

Hanzhu looked funny. Chu Qing was very strict in her children. Only after A Xun did what she should do would she indulge A Xun to act spoiled. Cheng Yu was fine. He would give whatever his son wanted. It seemed that he would not be able to count on him as a strict father in the future.

"No, you can only play after writing." Hanzhu snatched her son and pushed a bunch of posts to Cheng Yu, and then carried her son to dress next to her in shocked gaze. Yuan Ge'er didn't want to write anymore, so she lay obediently, wrapped tightly with her mother to play outside, leaving behind a father who had to finish writing the post before she could play.

On the fifteenth day, Chu Qing and his son and Fang's Condensation Pearl seemed to be in the lead, almost coming.

Hanzhu and Cheng Yu went out to greet him. Hanzhu looked at her sister who was already a fourteen-year-old girl standing between Fang and Zhou Wenting. Because her sister did not "catch" Ding Wang by chance this time, she felt much more relaxed. She led her to the backyard, only knowing to guard against Ding Wang, but not paying attention to the other two gazes that lingered on her sister.

King Ding came only when the sun was at midnight. He brought the name given to Yuan Ge'er by Emperor Mingde, Cheng Jing.

The emperor gave the name to him as a glory. Hanzhu kissed his son with her, and told him to be more obedient in arresting Zhou Shi, so she asked the wet nurse to send Brother Yuan to the front.

The male guests in the front yard were waiting long ago.

Before King Shou was released from his custody, King Rui and King Chuqing and others came. Cheng Yu talked with them, but his eyes never looked at Cheng Jingrong.

Cheng Jingrong didn't look at him either. He looked at the table full of things, and under his calm face was a nervous heart.

Whose grandfather has to wait for a year to see his grandson?

He took it upon himself and did not blame his son, but just wanted to see his grandson and the future head of the Cheng family.

The sound of footsteps came outside, and the wet nurse came with Brother Yuan in her arms, followed by Ruyi.

Cheng Jingrong stared at the boy wearing a big red brocade robe in his wet nurse's arms. He looked at the boy turning around curiously. His little face was almost exactly the same as the second son when he was a child in his memory. Cheng Jingrong felt overwhelmed and regretful. He had long believed that Yuan Ge'er was his grandson, but he saw it with his own eyes, just as the eldest son scolded him in his ear to kill his daughter-in-law and his grandson...

Cheng Jingrong looked away. He couldn't see so many people.

On the other side, Yuan Ge'er's black eyes swept across the people around the table one by one. He was the first to see his grandfather walking towards him. Yuan Ge'er immediately grinned and reached out to his grandfather, "Outside!"

Chu Qing laughed loudly, took the grandson and praised him, "Brother Yuan is calling someone more and more clearly. Come on, let grandfather see what you want to do when you grow up." He directly put his grandson on the table and snatched Cheng Yu's work.

King Ding looked at Cheng Yu teasingly. Cheng Yu had been used to it and was curious about what his son would catch.

There were things prepared by Cheng Yu and his wife, and some of them added to the guests, such as Chu Qing added a dagger with a scabbard inlaid with rubies, King Ding added a white and fat Huishan girl clay baby, and Cheng Jingrong added a jade pendant that only Prince Jing could wear. There were many guests present, and no matter how unhappy Cheng Yu was, he couldn't throw away his things. As arrogant as Chu Qing, he just hummed sarcastically.

Everyone stared at Yuan Ge'er. Yuan Ge'er was the first to see the big clay baby that was obviously used to make trouble. He grabbed it and looked at him seriously, turned his head to look at his father, pointed at the clay baby and smiled, "Smile!"

Cheng Yu looked at the mud baby, squinted his slender eyes and was indeed a smiling face.

King Ding happily teased his nephew, "Brother Yuan likes this girl?" As expected, just like his father, he only thought about his wife.

Brother Yuan looked at the mud kid again, put it aside, and continued to climb to the money.

Cheng Jingrong looked at his grandson's gaze swept over his jade pendant and finally landed on Chu Qingsong's dagger.

"Mom!" Brother Yuan picked up the dagger and pointed at the ruby ​​on it to show it to his father.

"Hahaha, my grandson is so young and knows that he is filial to his mother. He is indeed a good child!" The grandson knew the goods, and Chu Qing was so happy. When he went to hug Brother Yuan, he deliberately asked a little guy's tiger-headed shoe to sweep over the table. There was a crisp sound, as if something had fallen to the ground.

Chu Qing took a step back and looked down, laughed, and apologized to Cheng Jingrong insincerely, "I'm sorry, Prince, I'm clumsy and accidentally broke your jade pendant."

Cheng Jingrong said lightly: "It's just a jade pendant, so the marquis doesn't have to take it to heart."

Chu Qing smiled and left with her grandson in her arms.

Cheng Jingrong looked at Yuan Ge'er in his arms.

Because my grandfather was talking to this person, Brother Yuan was also looking at him, his eyes were clear and pure, there was only strangeness inside, and he quickly turned his head and shook his dagger to play with it.
Chapter completed!