"Yang Bo, if you have something to say, just say it. Don't make a detour!" She closed her notebook and listened to him turn to Kangxi. Then she knew what he was thinking.
Yang Bo took out his handkerchief and wiped the corner of his eyes. "Miss, don't misunderstand me. Yang Bo just wants to know if you are well?"
"I live well, eat well, sleep well, husband and wife are harmonious. Now the only trouble is how to make your uncle willing to have a second child. Are you satisfied?"
Hu Hu's funny reply made Yang Bo get stuck, and he couldn't react.
"Two... Two?"
"Yes
"Uncle, don't you? Why? "
"He's afraid it's another son!"
"Why?"
Yang Bo got stuck again and became more curious about the uncle he had never met.
How does this uncle's brain circuit feel a little abnormal? Most people like that the more sons the better?
What's more, it's lonely for a child in such a big house.
Hu Hu decided not to make a detour with Yang Bo any more and said directly: "Yang Bo, when my mother was alive, she said that although you are the servant of Xi family, she has always regarded you as her brother. If I have a chance, she hopes that I will treat you as my uncle's filial piety."
After hearing this, Yang Bo thought of Xi Shutong and his eyes were moist again.
"So I'll tell you some truth. My surname is Duanmu, not Xi. Don't call me miss any more. Besides, Xiaozhen is not a young master. He is the grandson of the Kang family."
"How can you do that? You are the first lady in Yang Bo's heart, and young master Xiao is also young master. You can't change your name. It's a difference between honor and inferiority! "
"It's almost the 22nd century, and you're always thinking about it in your heart!"
"I know that the eldest lady is angry about what happened in those years, but how can the grandparents and grandchildren have a grudge overnight? In the end, it's blood and bone. The master is old and cold, and he likes young master Xiaozhen very much..."
"He likes it. The Xi family has so many children to give birth to. Why do they always think about my children?" She remembers that there should be three or four Xi family members of her own generation. They are about the same age as her. They are old enough to get married and have children.
"You've given birth to such a beautiful baby! No one else can give birth to it! "
Yang Bo is worthy of being a servant all his life. He can flatter you without thinking about it. It's a slap in the face. Unfortunately, others like it. However, when he grew up in the United States, he was very uncomfortable.
"Come on, don't say anything nice. It's not negotiable."
She won't give her son to the Xi family, so that she won't be assimilated by them. She is also snobbish when she grows up.
"Young lady, you can be excused for being angry with your master. But young master, you should let him choose what to be angry with."
That's right, but she didn't want to. As long as she thought of her son's involvement with the Xi family, she felt uncomfortable, especially the middle-aged woman she met in luxuantang that day, with a pair of dog eyes. Such a family would only damage her son's character, and she would not agree with anything she said.
"You don't have to say any more. I've thought it very clearly. It's no use if you say more. If you just come to see me, I'm fine. If you want to come often, I don't object. As for the rest, don't talk about it!"
"OK, OK, I'll listen to you. No more, no more!"
Yang Bo was afraid that he would let her take back the chance to see her, so he had to give up. He thought about the future and tried to find a way to whet her head. There were still a few months to go before the new year. He had a lot of confidence and would find a way to take young master Xiaozhen back to pay his respects.