Seeing that Jinbao was about to go with his grandfather, Wen Wan suddenly said, "Dad, let me take a bath for him first. I touched the sheep on the farm before, and there was a smell of sheep on her body."

When Jinbao heard this, he stretched out his little arm and sniffed it, but he didn't smell anything.

Wen Wan said: "The smell is on you, of course you can't smell it. Come over quickly, my mother will take you to take a shower, otherwise you will go out and let the outsiders smell it, and they will definitely laugh at you."

The little guy didn't want to be laughed at, so he quickly walked to his mother and took the initiative to hold Wen Wan's hand.

Wenwan said to her mother-in-law and took her out with her. The little guy said he wanted to wash it deliciously and came back from outside the door, which made Mrs. Song couldn't help laughing.

With Yuncai's help, Wenwan cleaned her son without a long time, applied scent, changed her clothes again, and then handed him over to her father-in-law with confidence.

When the grandfather and grandson went out, Wen Wan looked at her mother-in-law: "After going to the farm, the tenants sent a lot of prey and local goods. I have sent back the mule carrying the things. The unloaded prey is now outside the warehouse. Do you want to keep your skin and do something? If you don't keep it, I will ask the two sisters Song Jiao to pick it up."

Mrs. Song waved her hand, "There are still many fur left last year that have not been moved. I don't lack anything. Just let the two sisters choose."

Erya was excited when she heard this, "Thank you, Aunt San."

Wen Wan said: "As long as you are willing to listen to your parents well, you will be able to get such benefits in the future."

Erya nodded straight.

As for what she is thinking, she probably knows it herself.

After choosing the fur, Erya was obviously in a high mood and the smile on her face never stopped.

In order to celebrate Jinbao's birthday, Song Jiao made a set of clothes and Erya made a pair of tiger-toed shoes. Song Jiao's craftsmanship was more refined, and Erya's a little bit of it, but Wen Wan was not incompatible with such a heart. She felt happy on both sides and in her heart.

She held the tiger-headed shoes in her hand, and while looking through them, she asked about their family selling wontons.

Song Jiao said that Aunt Third helped choose a good location. Even if she just opened, her daily income was still considerable.

After hearing this, Mrs. Song told Song Jiao, "Go back and let your parents do it steadily. It is not easy to make a living in the capital. If you have nothing to do, think about how to make money. Don't think about the good things that are falling from the sky all day long. Don't say that there isn't anything, even if there is, it won't hit your house.

Look at your second cousin's house. How difficult it was when he first came. The couple still worked hard with all their might. The fish and shrimp business saved some money. This year, they opened a tavern and paid someone to take care of him. They put it at home as a boss. It's just that the hard life is over.

Your father and mother have no education in their entire lives. They can’t rely on other things in Beijing except for craftsmanship. If they insist on tacting, they can only rely on you sisters. So, you two will learn it well for me. If anyone dares to make a bad mind and doesn’t follow the right path, your third uncle will not help you support him in the future, and you will marry a poor boy to live a hard life for the rest of your life.”

Erya listened to grandma's meaningful words, pursed her lower lip and turned to Song Wei who had not spoken. "Uncle San, I heard that you gave me the name of my elder sister, so I'll help me get one!"

Song Wei asked her, "You have been here for so long, and your parents didn't name you?"

Erya curled her lips, "At the level of my parents, can I hear the name I took? Uncle San, you can do it. Give me a decent one so that you can't even get married if you call Erya all day long."

Mrs. Song glanced at her, "If you call me a fairy, can you really ascend to heaven?"

"Of course I can't." Erya showed a flattering smile to her grandma and moved over to beat her legs. "I just want a good name like my sister. Is that OK?"

Mrs. Song looked at Song Wei, "Since the second girl has spoken, you, the third uncle, will give her one, so that she will not even have to worry about other people's names."

Song Wei thought for a while and said, "Song Qi."

Mrs. Song asked: "What's the point?"

Wen Wan explained to her husband, "Qi and Jiao both have beautiful meanings."

Mrs. Song nodded and said, that's it.

"Song Qi, Song Qi..." Erya repeatedly recited her name, and then smiled, "Thank you, Uncle San."

Song Wei looked at her, "The Xu family's nanny follows you. Learning things from her when you have time will not harm you in the future."

"Okay." Song Qi pursed his lips and smiled.

Both sisters came, so naturally they had to keep food before leaving. Wenwan quickly ordered the kitchen to prepare.

Seeing that it was getting late, Song Yuanbao didn't sit for a long time and said he wanted to go back to the palace.

Song Wei stood up and gave him.

There were many people before, so it was hard to say in front of the female family. Now that the father and son are alone, Song Yuanbao took the initiative to mention the matter of Yutang Palace, saying that the imperial concubine arranged for the palace maid to have an interview for His Highness. It was almost two months since His Highness had never let him go in to serve him.

Song Wei said: "Your Highness is not the same age as you, he is only fourteen years old and his body has not developed completely. How can you let someone sleep with him?"

"It's not like that." Song Yuanbao explained: "He is young and it's understandable that he doesn't let people sleep, but he never lets people go in to watch the night. Not to mention palace maids, eunuchs are not allowed."

"Oh?" If it is an ordinary child, it is not difficult to understand, but the other party is a prince, which is a bit intriguing.

Song Yuanbao thought about it and said, "Last Mid-Autumn Festival, I accidentally encountered a little secret from Your Highness. It turned out that he did not let someone watch the night because he looked ugly. He could control all bad habits when he was awake. Once he fell asleep, he could not restrain himself. So I think he was probably afraid that others would see the other side of himself who was unknown."

As he said that, Song Yuanbao looked up at Song Wei, "It was not kind to stab someone in the back to privacy, but I thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out a way to solve it. The Imperial Concubine didn't force it, saying that as long as you complete the task before the age of seventeen, I would be able to pass my own stance, but I looked at Your Highness, let alone being 17 years old, not to mention being 27 years old."

Finally, he asked, "Can Dad come up with an idea for me?"

Song Wei smiled: "It seems that you really regard Your Highness as a friend."

Otherwise, if Yuanbao encounters this situation with his personality, he will most likely choose not to worry about his own affairs. There are not many people who can make him so concerned about it.

Song Yuanbao did not deny it and said frankly: "It's both a teacher and a friend."

Although he doesn't appreciate His Royal Highness's serious and upright character, he thinks that he may inherit the throne in the future and be smiling all day long. Is it possible?

Recalling his thoughts, Song Yuanbao continued the topic just now, "Dad, you haven't given me any advice!"

Song Wei nodded, his expression gentle, "It's not difficult to say. If he sees you sleeping worse than him, the situation may be different."

Song Yuanbao slapped his head, "Yes, why didn't I expect it?"

Song Wei reminded, "But you have to be careful. Your Highness is mature and not a master who can be fooled easily. If you want him to see the flaws, you may suffer a little."

Song Yuanbao said it doesn’t matter. He has suffered less after studying for so long?

The father and son parted outside the gate. Song Yuanbao took a carriage and headed towards the imperial city. Song Wei withdrew his gaze, turned around and entered the gate, and went to the study room outside.

Song Qi was so serious that he was happy that he came out of Rong'antang and returned to Qingtengju with Wenwan.

Jinbao followed his grandfather out, Yuanbao returned to the palace. Wenwan had a temporary leisure time. After returning to the house, he asked someone to send me mung bean soup to relieve the heat and drink it with his two nieces.

Song Qi glanced at the gentle, elegant and comfortable eating style, and saw that the eldest sister Song Jiao looked exactly the same as the third aunt, she secretly curled her lips.

After drinking mung bean soup, Yuncai brought in a basin of water to wash his hands for several people.

While Wen Wan was standing in front of the basin rack, Song Qi took the initiative to mention Su Yaoqi, "Aunt San, does that young master often come to our house?"

Hearing the three words "our family", Song Jiao's eyelids trembled, and she looked up at Song Qi, and said nothing.

"Inquiry what he is doing?" Wen Wan's mood was faint.

Song Qi said: "I told me before that no one wants to have flaws, so when facing other people's flaws, I can't sympathize or laugh at them. But I was really surprised at that time and didn't mean to laugh at him. Seeing his reaction, it was probably a misunderstanding, and I wanted to explain it to him in person."

Wen Wan washed her hands and was drying it with a cloth. When she heard this, she turned around and looked at Song Qi with a meaningful look, saying, "You don't have to explain to him."

"Why?"

"You two won't know each other in the future. He will misunderstand it. What's the point for you?"

"But, I..." Song Qi bit his lips, looking aggrieved.

"Okay, after dinner, I'll ask you two to take back." Wen Wan didn't want to continue this topic. Song Qi was a thorny person. If she didn't like her wishes, she could stand up and stab her whole body hard.

As an elder, Wen Wan didn't want to have a dispute with her niece over such a thing.

Seeing that the third aunt was able to make a big move, Song Jiao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he had done it neatly.

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It’s the end of the month, and the monthly tickets in your pocket should be cleared!
Chapter completed!