"There are many people who come to offer incense to master. There is still some time to go before the auspicious time. When the people come, they will be buried."
Song Wenqing nodded, "you look at the children here, I'll go out to the old shopkeeper to plant incense."
Zhao Tianbao should be good.
When song Wenqing came to the main hall, the old shopkeeper's censer was filled with incense. Some incense had been burned, while others had just been lit. It can be seen that many people came to see the old shopkeeper off.
Song Wenqing lit a incense and whispered to the old shopkeeper: "old shopkeeper, I'm sorry that Qiqi can't come, and I can't give you the last ride. Please forgive me. I'll take Qiqi to sweep your tomb next Qingming Festival."
With that, he went back to the backyard.
Two children squatting on the ground, song Yibao do not know what to write, teaching next to song Yian to write.
Song Yi'an could not write, so he scribbled on one side.
Song Yibao couldn't see it. He grasped song Yian's hand and taught him hand in hand.
Song Yi'an, who is free and used to it, doesn't like being taught in this way, and immediately struggles.
Song Yian's strength was still great. He pushed to song Yibao and was so angry that he wanted to take the branch in his hand to beat song Yibao. Seeing this, song Wenqing immediately came over, grabbed the branch and stared at Song Yian coldly, "Xiao Wu, what do you want to do?"
Song Yi'an immediately knew that he was wrong. He drew back his hand and called for his father.
Song Wenqing looked at her and didn't know what to say.
From this point, it can be seen that song Yi'an had no patience, and he would lose his temper immediately when he met something unpleasant, which was a bit like Yin Qiqi. If he made Yin Qiqi unhappy, Yin Qiqi would lose his temper immediately. But this usually happened when Yin Qiqi was pregnant.
At other times, Yin Qiqi was very good, but this also showed that song Yian's character might follow Yin Qiqi.
He looks like him, but his character follows Yin Qiqi. Yes, he was born.
But Yin Qiqi was old, even if he lost his temper, he would not hit people. At most, he would curse and ignore people, and it would be good soon after the curse.
Song Yi'an, who is not very good at speaking, directly chooses to hit people.
Song Wenqing also understands why song Yian wants to hurt song Yibao with a sickle. She is afraid that song Yibao wants to do something for her, but she is angry if she doesn't like it.
"Xiao Wu, if you don't like Yibao's brother's teaching, just say it. You can't beat people, you know? Don't do what you can with your mouth Song Wenqing said solemnly.
Song Yian bowed his head and said nothing.
Song Wenqing then said to song Yibao, "you are the elder brother. You will teach her writing and painting for Xiao Wu Hao. But when you want to teach her by hand, you should first ask Xiao Wu if you can teach her by hand. If she wants, you can do it. If you don't even ask, just take her by hand. Of course, she will resist and beat you. What's more, Xiao Wu is a girl. You are a boy. You are not close to each other, and you are not reliable. Do you know? "
"Dad, I know." Song Yibao replied obediently.
Song Wenqing nodded with satisfaction, let go of song Yian's hand and said, "if you have something to say, you can't do it. If you do it again, I'll beat your little hand like your mother."
The fat magistrate just wanted to behave better in front of Ruan Dongye, so he came to give Zhu Xiang to the old shopkeeper he had never met before. Who knew that Xin Hei's apprentice who wanted to occupy the old shopkeeper's drugstore had done so many evil things.
Ruan Dongye also hates each other. The fat magistrate doesn't care about public or private affairs. He asks his apprentice to go back to the Yamen for interrogation. Let's go first.
After waiting for someone to leave, Baokang hall also recovered.
Song Wenqing and Ruan Dongye return to the backyard. Ruan Dongye is still angry about what happened just now. He scolds and says: "how can there be a man like him in this world? The old shopkeeper has taught him eight years of medical skills. He is so kind that he can't repay him. He still makes trouble before he is buried. He wants to get the medicine shop of the old shopkeeper, show him the land lease, and slander Tianbao to kill the old shopkeeper Such a bad man
A word scolds down, breath does not take gasp.
Song Wenqing said: "second brother-in-law, the child is in the room. Don't scold him so loudly. If they hear him, what should we do when we go back and tell him?"
Ruan Dong Ye Leng next, "how do you bring the child?"? If you want to come out, you can find any excuse. "
"Just look at it."
Entering the room, the two children didn't know how to play chess. As soon as Ruan Dongye came in, he saw a clean gauze around Song Yibao's forehead and immediately asked, "how did Yi Bao's forehead get hurt?"
"This little ancestor made it!" Song Wenqing rubbed song Yi'an's small head, "while Yibao was walking, he scratched Yibao's forehead with a sickle, which made Qiqi very angry. His hands were red by Qiqi, so he took them out to let Tianbao have a look."
"This..." Ruan Dong Ye crouched and pinched song Yi'an's fleshy face. "Xiao Wu, how can you be so fierce? It's good to be able to use bangs when you hurt your forehead, but if you hurt your face, brother Yibao becomes ugly, and you can't marry a daughter-in-law in the future? "
"I don't want a daughter-in-law, I just have a mother!" Song Yibao is very smart.
Song Wenqing glared at him, "your mother is my daughter-in-law!"
"Can't my mother be my daughter-in-law?" Song Yibao asked naively.Song Wenqing's face was blacker and he said firmly, "no!"
Ruan Dongye was amused by song Yibao's words and laughed, "Wen Qing, how did you not expect that one day your son would rob your daughter-in-law with you?"
"Second brother-in-law, you have three sons."
Song Wenqing's cold words made Ruan Dongye no longer laugh.
In his mind, he recalled how much his three sons now cling to song Yunlan. He used to spend less time with song Yunlan and his son in the restaurant. When his sons grow up, it is uncertain that one day the three sons will rob his daughter-in-law.
At the thought of this, Ruan Dongye shivered.
Song Wenqing picked up song Yian and said, "second brother-in-law, I took them back."
"Well, be careful on the way."
Ruan Dong nodded.
Song Wenqing took one in his arms and led one out of feng'an mansion. As soon as he arrived at the small fishing village, he saw no wind waiting for them at the entrance of the village.
When he saw them coming, he looked at Song Yibao, his eyes were full of pity, "let the children go to play first, I have something to tell you."
Knowing what he was going to say, song Wenqing put the two children down and let them play.
When song Yibao came down from the boat with his forehead injured, many people in the village were staring at them.
Song Yibao was their little master. It was very serious for them that the little master was injured. At that time, Wufeng was away. When Wufeng came back, they told Wufeng the news.
They had been waiting for news from the village.
Seeing the two children playing, Wu Feng grabbed song Wenqing by the collar and said angrily, "Song Wenqing, how do you protect master Yibao? He suffered such a serious injury to his forehead. "
"What right do you have to accuse me of?" Song Wenqing's eyes were as bright as frost, looking at Wufeng with oppression, "he is your little master, but my son, my son is injured, why are you angry with me?"