The family finished eating.

Fang Xuanling stood up first and said to Fang Ying: "Erlang, come to the study. I have something to tell you."

Say it.

He walked out first with his hands behind his back.

Fang Ying responded, said a few words to Mr. Lu, and walked out of the front hall. As soon as he entered the corridor, he heard someone calling him from behind.

"Erlang——"

Fang Ying turned around and took a look.

I found Mrs. Du standing cutely behind her.

"Sister-in-law, do you have something to do with me?"

Fang Ying smiled and looked at each other.

Du was less than two months pregnant, and her lower abdomen was still flat and her waist was slim, giving her a girlish look.

"Actually, it's nothing."

As soon as my sister-in-law said something, her face turned red and she lowered her head shyly.

...Huh? What's going on?

Just talk, why are you blushing?

Fang Ying thought for a while and said with a smile: "But because of my advice to my eldest brother, my sister-in-law wants to thank me?"

Upon hearing this.

Du Shi said hurriedly: "Sister-in-law, I want to thank you, but not because of that, but because...because..."

She hesitated to speak.

He lowered his head, not daring to watch the house win, and stirred the corners of his clothes with his small hands, indicating that he was not at peace in his heart.

"Ah! I understand."

Fang Ying slapped his forehead, showing a sudden realization.

Then he looked left and right, took a step closer, stared at Du Shi's blushing pretty face, and asked in a low voice: "Did the Eighteen Forms of the Great Powerful Heavenly Dragon work?"

My sister-in-law's face turned even redder.

He said softly "Hmm".

Then he bravely raised his head and looked at Fang Ying with shining eyes: "Thanks to Erlang, otherwise my sister-in-law would not have gotten pregnant so quickly."

"Haha, sister-in-law, you're welcome."

Fang Ying hurriedly said modestly: "I just played a supporting role, and the one who contributed the most was my eldest brother."

Du Shi burst out laughing: "No matter what, I still want to thank Erlang for the design."

He said with a look of curiosity: "But, why are the annotations in the album only the upper half?"

Fang Ying was stunned for a moment.

Is this addictive?

...Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, looking at your dignified and beautiful appearance, I never thought you would be so interested in spring pictures.

If I give a movie Xijing Fever.

Are you pregnant with twins now?

"Ahem..."

Fang Ying coughed twice and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, everything is too much, and you are already pregnant, aren't you?"

"Well, that's what Erlang said."

Knowing that she was losing her temper, Du Shi quickly explained with a blushing face: "I'm just too curious. Erlang, go get busy and don't worry about me."

After saying that, he lowered his head and left.

Fang Ying shouted at her back: "Sister-in-law, you should also pay attention. Remember the first three months..."

Du Shi stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

"Sister-in-law, be careful!"

Fang Ying exclaimed loudly in fright.

Du Shi stood still, fearing that her brother-in-law would say something sarcastic again, so she hurried away without even looking back.

Fang Ying wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

I thought it was too dangerous, it was simply too dangerous... If this child was thrown away, the whole family would not be able to skin me.

Wait until he reaches the study room.

Father Fang Xuanling is making tea.

At this time, the boiling water in the tea stove was scalding hot. Fang Xuanling first added some salt to the water to enhance the flavor, then added onion, ginger, garlic, orange peel and dogwood...

The condiments are in the water.

After a while, it started to float.

The air immediately smelled of soup.

Fang Xuanling raised his eyelids and said to Fang Ying: "Sit down first, the tea will be ready soon."

Fang Ying took a deep breath and sat on the futon opposite the short table.

Then in his surprised eyes, the father actually threw a few more dates into the water...

Fang Ying's face changed slightly and he said in a dry voice:

"Dad, it's just tea. Don't you feel tired of adding so many things?"

Fang Xuanling glanced at him in surprise: "How do you know you'll get tired of it?"

…Isn’t this nonsense? Add some seasonings and you can make hot pot... Fang Ying sniffed and said:

"It's greasy, you can smell it."

Fang Xuanling suddenly laughed: "So, I have to add something."

As he said that, he carefully took out a little mint and sprinkled it into the boiling water in the stove, and then said with a proud smile:

"How? This is a father's secret recipe."

After showing off, he poured in the ground tea powder and boiled it until it boiled for three seconds, then poured it out into cups, pushed it to Fang Ying and said with a smile:

"Try it, it tastes delicious."

Fang Ying stared at the hot tea soup. He really didn't have the courage to try it, so he changed the topic and asked:

"Dad, why did you call me here?"

Fang Xuanling took a sip of tea and asked with drooped eyes: "Did King Wei come to see you yesterday?"

"I've looked for it."

Fang Ying smiled slightly and said, "Yesterday when I was on night duty, he blocked me on the road and wanted to drag me into the literature museum."

Fang Xuanling raised her head and glanced at Fang Ying in surprise, as if she didn't expect him to be so calm.

"Dad, what's that look in your eyes?"

Fang Ying chuckled and said, "Your son and I are also a rising star in the poetry world. Of course King Wei will win over me."

"Hmph! Virtue, your tail is raised to the sky." Fang Xuanling snorted coldly and asked: "How did you reply to King Wei?"

"I haven't replied yet, I said I'll think about it."

Hear the words.

Fang Xuanling put down the teacup and her expression gradually became solemn:

"You can avoid the first grade of junior high school, but you can't avoid the fifteenth grade. A decision will have to be made sooner or later on this matter."

Fang Ying smiled bitterly and said: "Dad, shouldn't you discuss this kind of matter with your elder brother?"

Fang Xuanling shook his head and said: "Your eldest brother is more than conservative but not enterprising enough, so I am here to ask you as a father."

"Dad, you really think highly of me."

Fang Ying stepped forward and whispered: "This matter not only involves the fight for the crown prince, but also the future of the Fang family. How do you want me to make a decision on such a big matter?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Fang Xuanling frowned and asked: "Prince or King Wei, who do you like most?"

All right.

Even someone as powerful as the Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty was confused by the situation in front of him.

After all, not everyone has a God's perspective like Fang Ying.

And faced with the problem of housing status.

Fang Ying sat upright, his eyes flashed, and he said slowly:
Chapter completed!