Ji Changye scooped up a spoonful of white fungus and lotus seed soup. It was not sweet in the mouth. The fragrance of the lotus seeds lingered between the teeth, and the unique smooth texture of the white fungus passed through the throat and made people feel warm all over.

I heard from Changfeng that Song Qian made this specially for him.

It's for him.

Ji Changye hurriedly put away the strangeness in his heart, raised his eyes to look at Yuan Bao in front of him, and moved the corners of his lips slightly but did not say anything.

I thought that this was his biological flesh and blood, but now that I was so closely related to him, I thought that I would have more interactions with him in the future.

Naturally, Yuan Bao didn't know what they were thinking. After eating a sandwich and drinking a glass of milk with mung bean paste and bean paste, he took out his handkerchief and wiped his mouth clean. Then he stood up and said, "Uncle Changfeng, I want to go back to find my mother."

"Yuanbao, there are a lot of interesting things in this house, can you stay a little longer?" Changfeng was busy comforting Yuanbao, and finally brought him to Ji Changye's eyes. The two of them hadn't exchanged a few words.

Well, how could you just send him back?

Ji Changye saw this and wanted Changfeng Shunsu to Yuanbao, so he sent him back. Otherwise, if Yuanbao decided that they were being unreasonable, how would he get close to them in the future?

But before Ji Changye could speak, Yuan Bao looked like an adult, took two steps back with his hands on his hips and looked at the two of them.

Then Yi Zheng said: "I know your thoughts, you just want to use me to get closer to my mother. Let me tell you, don't even think about it. As long as I am here, no one will be allowed to bully my mother. Although you really care about my mother.

Yes, but I don’t think you two are a good match.”

Changfeng wanted to stop Yuanbao, fearing that he would offend Ji Changye by making a mistake.

But Ji Changye was not upset after hearing this. Instead, he asked with a smile: "Oh? Then can you tell me why your mother and I are not compatible?"

"Because men are bad if they are rich. They have many wives in their families, but they still use sweet words to deceive women. What's more, if you are so rich, you must have many aunts in your family." Yuan Bao looked serious, with disdain for such people in his tone.

with anger.

Changfeng stood there in surprise and swallowed his saliva. Where did this Yuanbao hear these words at such a young age? Lady Song would never teach him these, right?

Hearing Yuan Bao's words, Ji Changye became interested and asked curiously: "What does Yuan Bao think of a good man? What does he do?"

When Yuan Bao heard this, he straightened up his chest and said in a serious tone: "Of course he is a scholar who is rich in knowledge and rich in economics, or he is an honest person who is honest, diligent and thrifty. My mother said, people are not afraid of being poor, but they are afraid of evil intentions. Also,

Teach me that I can either study and gain knowledge, understand the right and wrong of the world, so as to revitalize the country and benefit the people. Or I can be honest, have a pure mind, and although I will not bring glory to the country, I will not do anything to harm others. If I act upright and sit upright, I will not be able to do anything in the future.

Being stabbed in the spine."

Changfeng couldn't help but admire Song Qian after hearing this. Although she was a woman of a generation and lived in a rural village, she had never read a book but she understood such great principles and taught upright talents.

Ji Changye was also a little surprised that Song Qian could say such words, but he also thought that since he met her, she was different from others. It seemed that he still didn't understand him.

It was not easy for him to refute Yuan Bao's words, and he felt that arguing with children was boring, so he said: "I still have to deal with some things. Changfeng, please take Yuan Bao to play at home for some time. If he likes anything, just take it.

There is no need to ask me about it. You will send him back safely later, and don’t worry Madam Song."

Changfeng couldn't help but laugh when he saw his clever master being humbled in front of a few children, but he didn't dare to show it in front of Ji Changye, so he could only forcefully agree to his words, and then left the study with Yuanbao.

Only in the yard far away from the study did Changfeng dare to laugh out loud. Yuanbao stood on the ground and came to his senses. Seeing Changfeng's appearance, he was a little confused and asked, "Uncle Changfeng, what are you laughing at?"

"Yuanbao, you and your mother are the only ones who have made my master miserable. What do you think is not funny?"

Yuan Bao curled his lips and denied it: "It's not funny, Uncle Changfeng, when will you send me back? My mother even said that she would cook grilled fish for me."

"Yuanbao, this roasting fish takes a long time. Besides, your mother will be relieved now that she knows you are following me, so it doesn't matter if we stay here for a little longer. In this way, Uncle Changfeng will take you to the backyard to watch the birds.

How's the bird?"

When Yuanbao heard that there were birds to see, he hesitantly agreed, and Changfeng carried him to the backyard.

After all, this Yuanbao has the nature of a child who loves to play, and soon he forgot about going back to find Song Qian.

It was getting late, and Changfeng thought that Song Qian would close the door and return to the village, so he took Yuanbao and returned in a carriage.

On the way, Changfeng was still thinking about what Yuanbao said in front of Ji Changye, and asked: "Yuanbao, do you really think those scholars and honest people are good men?"

"That's natural."

"Yuanbao, this good man cannot be weighed by money and status. You see, some scholars will be sanctimonious hypocrites, and honest people are just pretending. They may be doing bad things behind their backs. And some wealthy people will also be kind-hearted and help those in need.

, I am devoted to my wife. Even so, can you still firmly believe that scholars and honest people are good men, and rich people are bad men? "

Yuanbao looked thoughtful. Changfeng thought that his words had moved Yuanbao, but Yuanbao still looked serious: "Determined."

It was all in vain, Chang Feng wanted to cry but had no tears.

On the other side, Song Qian went to the street to buy a sea bass and asked the boss to clean it for him. He waited for Chang Feng and Yuan Bao to come back so that they could go back to the village to cook grilled fish.

Song Qian was taking care of the backyard when she suddenly heard a voice coming from the front hall: "Is anyone here?"

"I'm really sorry, we're closed." Song Qian came from the backyard and was surprised when she saw the person coming. This person turned out to be the owner of the shop, Mr. Cheng Wenyu.

After hearing Song Qian's words, Cheng Wenyu said: "I don't know, Cheng is disturbing Madam Song. Then Cheng will come back tomorrow."

Song Qian hurriedly stopped him: "Mr. Cheng, please stay here. I'm not in a hurry to close the door. You've been so busy all the way. Now that you're here, have a cup of tea before you leave. I happened to make some new herbal tea, so you can try it for me."

How does it taste?"

Before Cheng Wenyu could say anything, Song Qian turned around and went to the backyard. Cheng Wenyu couldn't refuse the kindness, so he found a place to sit down and saw Song Qian bringing a cup of tea.

This herbal tea is refreshing and sweet in the mouth, without any astringency, and has a faint fruity aroma of fresh fruits, which is a real relief from the heat.

"Mrs. Song's cooking skills are exquisite, and the tea she makes is different from others. It is very delicious. It seems that Cheng has a good taste today." Cheng Wenyu's demeanor is gentle and elegant, and her words are not hasty or impatient, which makes people listen.

Comfortable.

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Cheng. If you like to drink, you can come here often. I wonder why Mr. Cheng is here today?" Song Qian and Cheng Wenyu are not very close, but they met several times when they handed over the shop and opened it again.

Shi followed the etiquette and invited someone over for a drink, so Song Qian couldn't guess what else could happen between them.

"There was nothing important. Cheng was passing by here on his way to do some business, so he wanted to come and take a look. Cheng was abrupt, did not inform us of his visit, and disturbed Madam Song." Cheng Wenyu said bluntly, with a hint of apology in his tone.

"It doesn't matter. This boss is here because he thinks highly of me. I was busy greeting him before it was too late. How can I feel bothered? Mr. Cheng may not be too polite." Song Qian answered hurriedly.

Changfeng and Yuanbao rode a carriage to the outside of the shop. Enduring the pain of cutting their flesh, Changfeng took out a few copper plates from his purse and gave them to the coachman before getting off the carriage with Yuanbao in his arms.

His master only asked him to keep the young master safe, but he never thought about who would protect his wallet. When he goes back, he must explain the matter to his master, so that he can see that he has done a good job in protecting the young master, and if he does anything wrong,

Give him the money for the carriage ride.

Changfeng was about to go in with Yuanbao in his arms when he saw a man with Song Qian. The two seemed to be having a great time talking to each other.

"Who is this person? Why does he look familiar?" Changfeng recalled the identity of this person and felt strange. He obviously felt familiar, but he couldn't think of where he had seen him before.

Yuanbao had a good memory, so he remembered it quickly and told Changfeng: "This person is the owner of this shop, Mr. Cheng. He has come here several times on weekdays, but my mother was busy in the backyard, so I talked to Mr. Cheng.

A few words. I like him very much, and I think my mother does too."

"How can this man compare to my master? How good is he? Why do you like him so much?" Changfeng heard Yuanbao's words and immediately complained about his master. He looked left and right, but nothing happened to this man.

I can see half of the things that are comparable to Ji Changye.

Yuan Bao raised his little hand and began to count Cheng Wenyu's advantages: "Mr. Cheng is a scholar, full of knowledge, kind-hearted, upright, and handsome. He is neither impatient nor impatient when talking to others, and is very patient."

Before Changfeng could speak, he continued: "Although my mother has lost her husband and still has a half-year-old child like me, Mr. Cheng's wife unfortunately died of illness, which damaged the reputation of the family. Not to mention my mother's cooking.

His skills are exquisite, and his appearance is as handsome as a lotus flower. So no matter what, Mr. Cheng will not suffer a loss if he marries his mother."

Changfeng heard this and felt that what Yuan Bao said was reasonable. Cheng Wenyu was indeed harmless and his status and family status were worthy of Lady Song. If Cheng Wenyu was really interested in Song Qian and Yuan Bao liked him, then his master would be in danger.

But as Ji Changye's capable subordinate, he absolutely could not watch his wife being abducted by others, nor could he allow his young master to separate the two. So he couldn't help but step into the shop with Yuanbao in his arms, and was interrupted.

Two people.

"Ms. Song, I brought the ingot back."

When Cheng Wenyu heard the sound and stood up and was about to greet Changfeng, he saw that the other person was looking at him with something strange in his eyes. He seemed to be wary of something, and he felt a cold sweat covering his back.

After the Yuan Bao was put down, Song Qian also noticed that something was wrong with Chang Feng and hurriedly said: "Mr. Cheng, this is Chang Feng, a subordinate of Mr. Ji. I think you must have met him before."

After all, Changfeng is Ji Changye's confidant, and this shop was given to her through Ji Changye's hands, so they must have seen it before.

"I've seen it before. I wonder if your young master would like to come in?"

"Very well. I'm sorry, Mr. Cheng, I'm sorry."

Before Cheng Wenyu could speak, Changfeng treated Song Qian as though he was not a person and said respectfully: "Ms. Song, it's getting late and it's difficult to walk at night. I'll take you back."

Song Qian was about to agree, when Cheng Wenyu on the side suddenly said: "Ms. Song, if you don't mind, I'll prepare a carriage to take you back. What Changfeng Guard said is true, the road is difficult to walk at night. I think Cheng wanted to take him back at that time.

I live with you, mother and son, in a house in the city, so that you don’t have to travel between places, and you won’t waste time to guard against danger. However, it is a pity to be rejected by Madam Song. If Madam Song does not dislike it, today Cheng

If I offer this house to you again, will Madam Song accept it?"
Chapter completed!