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347, he doesn't need a soul (1 more)

Su Yaoqi was healed by the little guy's soft and glutinous voice. He gradually smiled on his face, which was originally awkward and unnatural, and asked him, "Then will you not be unlucky after your father marry your mother?"

Jin Bao sat down next to Su Yaoqi, held his chin with one hand, and looked like an old god, "Dad is not unlucky, I will suffer."

"Why?" Su Yaoqi became more and more curious.

Jin Bao glanced at his mother who was laughing and crying across the street and began to complain to outsiders, saying that his grandmother told him that his birthday was celebrated two years ago and his parents were not around. Every year, when it happened to be the days of his birthday, his parents went out and left him alone and left him alone at home.

While speaking, he also glanced at his mother with a resentful little look.

Feeling the gentleness of his son's "eye warning": "..."

She never knew that her son actually had the ability to comfort others by competing with misery.

Thinking back then, in order to comfort Hao Yun, my husband seemed to be in a miserable state...

What's even more amazing is that the little guy's words seemed to have worked. Su Yaoqi's whole mood was completely different from before. He took the initiative to reach out and rubbed his little head into Bao's head and asked with a smile: "So, according to what you said, can the eldest brother marry a gentle and virtuous wife in the future?"

Jinbao shook his head, "Big brother is happy every day without worries."

Su Yaoqi obviously didn't expect the little guy to answer like this. After being stunned, he smiled, "I'm actually narrow-minded."

A man is deeply rooted in the mind of most people in this world. Some people even have the path to the future from the day they land. They can only follow the established track numbly, and then numbly for a lifetime and finally return to their roots.

Compared to the arrangement of life everywhere, the little guy listens to childish words and becomes a state of mind.

Although the little guy didn't think too much about this, Su Yaoqi still learned a lot of truth from it.

Wen Wan felt relieved when they were able to get along happily, and she said at the right time: "The Fourth Young Master is rare to come here, why don't you stay at our house for a meal before going back?"

Su Yaoqi did not agree, "My mother is still waiting at home, I can't stay outside for too long."

In fact, Wen Wan spoke in person that Su Yaoqi wanted to stay, but Song Wei was not here, and he was a foreigner who was rashly staying at their house, which was somewhat unreasonable.

No matter how simple Su Yaoqi is, he knows the opposition between the Su and Song families.

The meal was not saved, Wenwan personally sent the person out of the door.

Jinbao stood at the door and waved his hand to say goodbye to his elder brother.

As he watched the Su family carriage walk away, Wen Wan pulled her eyes back and asked Jinbao, "Who taught you those words just now?"

Jinbao grabbed his head, and he was very confused.

It seems that my mother teaches her and her father teaches her, so he doesn't know who she should count on.

Seeing the little guy like that, Wen Wan knew that she had asked for nothing. She smiled and praised her son without hesitation, "At a young age, he knew that he would not expose others' shortcomings. It's great to be a treasure."

The little guy could understand this sentence, and he told his mother, "It was said by my brother."

"elder brother?"

Jinbao remembered that when his brother came back for the New Year last time, he muttered in his ear, saying that exposing others' shortcomings was immoral. Jinbao didn't understand it at the time and asked him what it meant to expose others' shortcomings. His brother explained a lot, but Jinbao couldn't understand it, but he vaguely felt that the big brother who came today was very uncomfortable with his face and could not laugh at him.

"Yeah, it's brother."

Jinbao nodded like pounding garlic. His little head could think of many things, but his mouth was not smooth, so he simply stopped talking and just replied to his mother.

Wen Wan knew of course that for a three-year-old child, it would be good to understand that it would be better to not reveal his shortcomings. It would be basically unrealistic to let him tell the reason like an adult chat. She could only speculate based on the words given by Jinbao, "Did your brother tell you that you can't just laugh at others casually?"

Jinbao tilted his head and thought about it. He couldn't remember it, but it sounded like that.

So he nodded again.

Wen Wan laughed silently when she saw that little look. She reached out to poke his little fat face, "It's okay if you nod, but if you don't understand, you won't understand, you won't nod?"

Jinbao pouted, and he wanted to understand it too, but his little brain didn't support it.

...

The matter of going to the village to celebrate Jinbao's birthday was decided like this. Wenwan asked Song Wei to find a way to send a message to Yuanbao, asking him if he could take a leave on the day of Jinbao's third birthday.

Yutang Palace quickly replied to the news, Yuanbao said that he would leave the palace on the night of the 25th.

Wenwan went to ask her parents-in-law again. Dad Song had no objection and said that it would be fine if he did it, and he could go or not.

Mrs. Song glanced at Wen Wan, "We are the grandparents who have been with him for the first two years. It is rare that you two are at home, so it's time for you to accompany him for a year. Wherever you want to go, I won't join in the fun of your father-in-law and I."

Wenwan was not surprised that her grandmother would answer like this.

In other words, on the way she came, she had guessed that the other party would refuse based on her mother-in-law's temperament.

...

On the evening of April 25, the father-in-law of Sanbao from Yutang Palace personally drove a carriage to send Song Yuanbao back.

As soon as he entered the door, Song Yuanbao picked up his younger brother and weighed it, and then said, "I haven't seen him for a few months, and I'm fat again."

Jinbao bulged his face, "Hmph!"

My mother said that he was not fat, he was obviously cute.

He was already three years old and had some weight in the treasure. Song Yuanbao couldn't hold him for a long time, so he put him down and asked Wen Wan how she was preparing to celebrate her birthday.

Before Wen Wan could speak, the little guy said excitedly: "Go to a lot of fish."

Song Yuanbao looked puzzled and looked at Wen Wan.

Wen Wan smiled and explained, "It has been a bit hot these days. We plan to go to the village. We have already picked a place not far from the city. It is just in the suburbs of Beijing. There is a river and you can catch fish in the river. Jinbao loves to eat fish. I have chosen it all over and over and over, and I think this place is very good."

Seeing Song Yuanbao hesitating, Wen Wan said again: "Don't worry, I will definitely come back before dark tomorrow, and it will not delay your time to return to the palace."

Song Yuanbao laughed and said that it was not that meaning, he was just worried that it would be unsafe to go to the village.

Before in Ningzhou, Song Yuanbao had already seen troublemakers. No matter whether his father passed the imperial examination or after the imperial examination, or even became an official, there were always a few rat shits that liked to jump up and down into the crowd to set the rhythm.

Wen Wan could understand Song Yuanbao's concerns. She had not experienced the neighbors in her hometown. The simple ones were truly simple and vicious, and they could do all the things that were beaten and scolded and dumb, digging the graves of the family and digging the road to life.

However, the village is different. The village head and the tenants below are all working for the Song family. They are the masters. When the masters come to visit, even if the subordinates do things, they must be polite, so that they will not bite people like the Ningzhou group who are jealous of their jealousy without getting the benefits.

After hearing Wen Wan's explanation, Song Yuanbao felt his heart back in his stomach and asked his grandparents if they would go.

Wen Wan couldn't say what her mother-in-law said, and she simply replied, "Zhuangzi is a little far away, and the two elders are too lazy to run away, so we won't force it."

Song Yuanbao suddenly laughed, "Grandma's temperament must be blamed for her parents' birthday two years ago."

Wen Wan said: "Yinbao is a roundworm in your grandma's belly, right? You know whatever she wants."

Song Yuanbao was not humble at all. "The well was dug three times and the good water was produced. People were from the third division with high martial arts skills. In the past, I learned from my father, but now I learned from Your Highness. Isn't it easy to grasp the hearts of the people?"

Song Yuanbao has been in the palace for so long and has very little time to come back. In the only few days, he has been in a hurry. Wen Wan has no chance to ask him anything. She finally had such a chance. She didn't want to miss it, so she asked quickly: "You have been studying with her for almost a year. Do you think your highness has any special impression?"

Song Yuanbao said, "I used to think that being born in the royal family and having wealth that ordinary people can't get for several lifetimes should be a very happy thing. It was not until I entered the palace that I realized that what I thought was completely different from reality. The more noble the status, the more high the elders would put high hopes on them, and their requirements would naturally increase.

Before the Second Highness, there was only one prince in the palace. In this case, the position of Prince of Your Highness is almost certain, and he will indulge himself. However, the fact is that the emperor has very strict requirements on him, and the Emperor is actually even stricter than the emperor.

I heard that since he entered school at the age of six, he set a set of rules for himself. At twelve hours a day, they all follow the rules. There are requirements for when to start, when to study, when to eat and sleep, and even how many pieces of meat they eat every day. One more piece is not enough, and one less piece is not enough."

Speaking of this, Song Yuanbao paused and continued, "Of course, his rules are far more than these, and there are many that I haven't seen for the time being."

Wen Wan listened, thinking that when her husband was taking the exam, she couldn't show such spirit no matter how hard she worked, she couldn't help but sigh, "This is the first time I see such a strict person."

There was no outsider at home, and Song Yuanbao had no taboo when he spoke. "When I first entered the palace, my first instinct was that such people would probably live like soulless puppets, no matter what they did, they would be too stern."

"What about it later?"

"It turned out that he didn't need a soul."

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