The carriage arrived at the hutong courtyard.

You can hear laughter from afar.

The three of them got off the carriage and the gate of the courtyard was closed.

Song Wei reached out and pushed it away hard, and the voices in the main hall became clearer, with the baby's crying faintly mixed.

Song Wei's pace slowed down slightly, as if he was confirming whether he heard it wrong.

Wen Wan smiled beside him and said, "I've been out for so long, the little guy must be hungry."

Song Wei only remembered to ask, "Is he a son?"

Wen Wan nodded with a smile, looking at Song Wei with some expectation, "Do you like it?"

Song Wei looked back at her with a lingering look on his face, "Anyone who is born from Wanwan will like it."

This made Wen Wan feel warm in her heart.

Afraid that the little guy couldn't wait, Wen Wan didn't stay outside and strode towards the main hall.

When Song Yuanbao happened to come out, he saw the three of them and shouted: "Dad, mother, cousin, are you back?"

Song Wei nodded lightly, looked at his son carefully, and asked him, "Is the journey back smooth?"

Song Yuanbao laughed, "There is no surprise at all with Uncle Xu's protection."

Song Wei was relieved, "That's good."

Song Yuanbao thought of something, looked at Song Wei, then looked at Xie Zheng, and asked in a low voice, "Dad, have you heard my mother speak?"

"I heard it."

Could this be the reaction when you hear it?

Song Yuanbao glanced at his father carefully and made sure there was no place on his father's face with the word "surprise" written on it. He couldn't help but curl his lips, "I heard it at that time, and I was frightened when I stood at the door. Why are you two like nothing?"

Xie Zheng smiled and said, "Who said no? Before, your mother called me outside the Hanlin Academy, and I felt struck by lightning."

"Yes, yes, it's just the feeling of being struck by lightning." Finally, he found a like-minded ally, Song Yuanbao grinned and showed a little white teeth.

Song Wei moved out of the place to share the experience of being struck by lightning, and carried it into the house himself.

There was a room full of people sitting in the main hall.

Dad Song, Mrs. Song, uncle Xie, aunt Xie, Yang, Xie Tao, Xie Tao’s wife and several children from the two brothers’ families.

Wenwan took the child to the next bedroom and fed her breasts and hadn't come back yet.

I have bought the hutong yard for more than a year, but it is the first time that I have been as lively as it is today.

When they saw Song Wei, Yang and Xie Tao's wife hurriedly asked to call someone.

The children all called out to uncle.

Song Wei had a gentle smile on his face. After saying hello to several children, he turned to meet his elders. From Dad Song, Grandma Song to Uncle Xie, and shouted one by one.

Aunt Xie looked at Song Wei closely and sighed, "I am worthy of being a talented man in Pingjiang County. This time, Tanhualang in high school is considered to be for your parents and for our ancestors of the Song family."

Dad Song said, "That boy Xie Zheng is not bad either. The money that the girl has put on him a few years ago is not in vain."

When Xie Zheng was mentioned, no one came in, Dad Song couldn't help but ask, "Where is that boy? Didn't he say that he worked in the Hanlin Academy like you?"

Before Song Wei could speak, Song Yuanbao and Xie Zheng had already picked up the curtains.

Like Song Wei, Xie Zheng stood in the middle of the main hall and greeted several elders first.

He was also wearing a scarlet seventh-rank civil servant uniform and a long and handsome style, which made Yang feel excited.

"You have been delayed for a long time on the road this time, right?" Xie Zheng asked as he looked at the elders.

Aunt Xie nodded, "I'm only a few months old when I entered the treasure. I can't stand the bumps. We basically find a place to rest when it gets dark and don't rush to travel at night."

Xie Zheng was stunned for a moment, "Jinbao?"

Is it the youngest son of Song Wei's family?

Song Wei also showed doubts.

Mrs. Song generously admitted, "The little boy from the Sanlang family is my name."

Xie Zheng couldn't hold it in his arms and looked at Song Wei, "Okay, your family is perfect now. One ingot is wealth itself, and the other ingot brings you wealth every day. Are you still worried about not being rich or powerful in the future?"

Song Wei heard the teasing in his words and just laughed. Then he looked at Mrs. Song, "Mom, let's make a nickname for him, and give him a big name."

Mrs. Song said: "I discussed with your wife when the child was born. She also said that it was not good to be a famous name for her. She also said that it was not good to go to Beijing and asked you to get one for yourself."

After saying that, he was afraid that Song Wei would not achieve good results, so he reminded him: "Sanlang, you should think carefully about a good name, so that people can hear that my grandson is a promising one."

Aunt Xie and uncle Xie couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

Aunt Xie said, "Your son is promising, how can your grandson be worse?"

"Then you have to get a better name." Mrs. Song was obsessed with the name of her grandson.

Song Wei did not ignore the old man's wishes, "It would be better to take the homonym of Jinbao, and directly call it Song and Jin, the promoted Jin."

Mrs. Song didn't understand very well, so she asked Song Wei to explain.

Xie Zheng took over the conversation and said, "My aunt just needs to remember that it means step by step."

Promote step by step?

Mrs. Song's eyes lit up, "This is good."

"What about me?" Song Yuanbao looked at his father with a gaze.

I was used to being called "Yuanbao" since I was a child. It was not until my younger brother named that he realized that the original name could be divided into nicknames and big names.

Comparing his younger brother's step by step, Song Yuanbao suddenly felt that his name was a bit tacky and couldn't wait to have a big name.

Song Wei thought for a while and said, "There are clouds in the Book of Songs, and the moon rises, so your name will be called the word Hao."

Mrs. Song asked again: "What does it mean?"

Xie Zheng smiled and helped explain, "Don't my aunt want a name for Liangtang? Hao means Liangtang."

"Liangtang is Liangtang. Why do you feel that the name of the treasure is not successful?"

When Song Wei heard what his mother said, he was considering whether to change it, Song Yuanbao took the initiative to say, "Song Hao, I like this name."

Song Wei asked him, "Are you sure?"

"Well, I just want this." Song Yuanbao's head was sincere.

Wen Wan came back from feeding Jinbao, and she heard that her husband had named the little guy. She hugged Jinbao on her lap, hugged the little guy's back with one hand, and waved at the dad who was the dad, "Dad named you, Jinbao, thank you dad."

The little guy waved his little fat claws and said a few times. Only he knew what he said.

After returning home for so long after going home in the yamen, Song Wei was the first to see his son. He looked white and fat, which was almost the same as the dream he had in the emergency room when he fainted.

While Song Wei looked at the little guy, the little guy was also looking at him. His black eyes turned, as if he could tell that he was not a familiar person. His head tilted and he crawled into his mother's arms. His short legs cooperated with each other, and his fat claws grabbed Wen Wan's clothes.

Wen Wan looked at Song Wei and joked: "I have never seen him before, and he doesn't recognize your real father."

When he first met, his son was disliked by his son as a stranger. Song Wei was not discouraged and walked forward slowly and carried his son from Wen Wan's arms.

The little guy was humming and whining at first, but he didn't let him hug him. His father took him out for a walk outside and then got obedient. He lay on Song Wei's shoulder, his butt facing Wen Wan, and made a "yayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayaya

Jinbao, who is five months old, likes to be held high by his father, so Wenwan took him over and planned to take him back to the room to coax him to sleep. The little guy was unhappy and kept looking at Song Wei, sitting on his mother's lap and looking at his father with aggrieved face.

Aunt Xie laughed at him, "Sanlang will take care of the children. Our family Jinbao recognizes his father and doesn't want his mother."

Wen Wan looked down at Jinbao, who was restless in her arms, and was helpless. She thought that the little guy's ability to "lost from the new and tired of the old" was so perfect that she could put her mother aside when she met her father.

He handed the little guy to Song Wei again, and Wen Wan saw a different gentle smile from him.

Whether it is the satisfaction of holding his son high, or the soft voice when he lowers his head to coax his son, it makes people want to become a villain held in his hand and be treated so gently by him.

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After drinking enough tea in the hutong courtyard, Xie Zhengcai asked to leave, saying that he had a yard near the Hanlin Courtyard, and the carriage for the carriage was still outside the hutong, so it was not advisable to stay for too long. It was best to move over while the weather was falling.

Aunt Xie asked him whether the yard was bought or rented by himself. Xie Zheng said he had changed it, and asked them if they had washed the kimchi jar at home and brought it with them.

Aunt Xie was a little confused, "You told us to free up the kimchi jar and bring it with us, and then we used it to exchange for a yard?"

Xie Zheng raised his eyebrows, "That's right."

"Mom, can we change the house if we have that broken thing in our house?"

Song Wei smiled and said, "Auntie just gave me the jar. You just need to move in with peace of mind. In two days, our family will also move over to be your neighbors."

Aunt Xie asked her eldest daughter-in-law Yang to go outside and search out the tightly wrapped jar and put it in the courtyard. Then she brought a family and moved to the courtyard near the Hanlin Courtyard.

Song Wei opened the jar and Wen Wan carried Jin Bao over to look. She didn't understand this and thought it was just an ordinary kimchi jar, nothing special. Song Yuanbao said: "Only those who have read a lot of books can recognize the old thing at a glance, especially those collected by my father. Each one has allusions behind it."

Wen Wan admits this point that my husband has read more books than she has eaten, so he often suddenly finds good things on a street stall that the seller doesn’t know. My husband can tell the authenticity at a glance, see the dynasty, tell allusions, and estimate the value.

Speaking of which, my husband is still an expert in this area, but I don’t know how far away he is from his master.
Chapter completed!