Daddy’s Cub Is Three and Half Years Old

Song Shubai stared at his wife and daughter in a daze.

It's different from what he imagined. If you really want to ask him what he imagined, he can't tell.

The whole person has a sense of emptiness and helplessness.

Qingyan looked the same as usual, Weiwei and Weiwei seemed to have matured a lot... He thought that Weiwei was still a child, maybe just like Ran Ran, she might be unhappy when she saw her father disappear, or she might be coaxed. , In short, is a small dumpling.

Is it because he is absent that the girl grew up?

He looked at Qingyan and his daughter greedily, but he didn't dare to look more, so he closed his eyes.

Song Xuewei, who was thought to have grown up, frowned in disgust, turned her head and said to Zheng Ting: "Grandfather, my sister is a bad name, so let's change it."

Zhou Qing looked embarrassed and had to say: "This child is born with a silly brain. It took me all the way to teach the name to recognize this as her name. If I change it, I will definitely not recognize it."

Seeing this, Song Shubai couldn't help but feel surprised. He didn't understand how a girl would accept a younger sister so easily, as if he had expected it a long time ago.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to start thinking about business. Several ceremonies of his wife's marriage have been completed, so he can only recover his identity quickly and ask the emperor to take his life back. And Ran Ran, I want to send Ran Ran Haosheng back.

Ran Ran continued to pretend to be a nerd.

If she asked her to call her sister, Ranran would call her sister, and her heart would call badass, she would call her mother. This Ranran was not happy.

The bad guys want to be her fathers and mothers.

The clever trouble, Ran Ran finally tasted it again.

She stared blankly, did not speak, and was a little dumb.

Song Shubai felt a little pain.

Zheng Qingyan's Yu Guang glanced at Ran Ran, "Let her go, this is disrespectful mother, not observing filial piety, I will do my duty as a mother."

After speaking, he waved his hand, "Zhou Qing, take people down."

Song Shubai was dumbfounded.

Not filial piety? Is this kind of evaluation actually made by her?

Zhou Qing took the people down, and Song Shubai could only follow them out.

Ran Ran was settled in the inner house, Song Shubai could no longer follow, and was stopped by the inner door.

Zhou Qingzhou followed into the inner house, and another servant led him out.

He was still unwilling to leave like this. He wanted to ask his wife and Zheng Ting in person, asking what was going on.

What does Qingyan think, does she really want to marry?

He knows that he has no real power and a knighthood. Is the Jingcheng Marquis Mansion a good place to go?

What does this General Zheng think?

When Qingyan said that she didn't want to marry, Song Shubai clenched her fists and was unwilling to leave like this.

On the road, he met Steward Song, and Steward Song waved his hand to let the little servant retreat, and personally led Song Shubai out.

With the help of Steward Song, he quietly walked back to the main hall, and this time he could look at his wife and daughter with integrity.

In the main hall, Zheng Ting flicked the tea foam with the tea cover, took a sip of the tea lightly, his expression was serious, "Steward Song is going out this time, I wonder if he will get in touch with your father."

Song Shubai was startled, surprised that Zheng Ting told Weiwei about such things, what she could understand as a child.

In Song Shubai’s stunned gaze, Song Xuewei raised her eyebrows, “Grandfather, you have your hands. If your father enters Beijing, you will find out that he is my father. The father and daughter have a fate to drive people out of Beijing. Eternally forbidden to return to Beijing, he will be deemed dead. Father will do nothing, he will only eat the title for nothing. If it is really down, send some money and send someone to watch it."

To live a life again, getting along with your relatives was still a matter of the previous life. In the previous life, the relatives died early, and the Communist Party didn't get along for a few years. After that long, there was really no feelings.

Song Xuewei didn't feel that she had done something wrong. She was just acting as a stranger. As long as she didn't hinder her from being a queen, it would be best if there was nothing in the way.

Zheng Ting nodded and looked at Zheng Qingyan, "Qingyan, your marriage has been decided, so you can get married with peace of mind."

Zheng Qingyan nodded, "If the second son of Jingcheng Houdi comes back, it is really that Long Zhang Fengzi, how can the daughter be unwilling. What's more, the parents' order of the matchmaker's words, the parents will let them go."

...

Steward Song sighed and sent the master out of the house.

Song Shubai couldn't help crying as soon as he left the General's Mansion.

A big man squatted on the corner of the street, crying.

Butler Song can't do anything about it.

"Master Hou, the fortune-teller said, you had a big catastrophe when you were young, and after the big catastrophe, you will be smooth sailing. If you want to come true here, it will be better in the future. You will receive your tears."

Later, what later.

His wife and children are gone.

What will happen later.

If the original fact was that he was only given a knife, he still had a fluke. It was Zheng Ting’s reason. When he heard his wife’s evaluation, he heard his wife’s calmness...

In that case, why did you marry in the first place?

The marriage was originally asked by the Zheng family, and later he also admired Qingyan.

Butler Zheng was also distressed, knowing that Song Shubai couldn't stand it.

Master Hou went early, and Master Hou was always expected to hold up the lintel.

Your father is so powerful, and you, at least you have to restore your original glory.

So people looked at this half-old boy and told him that he couldn't make mistakes, but this boy was not for studying.

Later, Lord Hou completely changed, abandoning the book, and was later thrown into the collection hall by the first empress and empress for half a year.

Steward Song watched Song Shubai grow up little by little, and took over the Boyanghou Mansion. Although I have never done much, I never cause trouble, knowing to keep a low profile and not cause trouble.

Although this child is born with a big heart, but there is also a scar in his heart. This is what the loved ones say...

Steward Song said: "What regulations does Lord Hou have and when do you plan to restore your identity? I can't have too much contact with Lord Hou, lest they suspect you."

Song Shubai wiped away his tears, squatting on the ground with his back facing the housekeeper Song, a big tall and pitiful squatting, which made people feel distressed and funny.

"The sooner the better." The voice was also vicious.

Steward Song smiled helplessly, "Okay."

Song Shubai: "Steal Ran Ran out first."

Steward Song: "This is not easy for the time being. After this period of time, those people probably won't care much about the child. It will be easy to bring the child out at that time. Besides, the reputation of Master Hou has to be washed away."

During this period of time, did people's fathers not want children for so long?

Song Shubai's voice choked slightly, and his tone became more ferocious, "Quickly, the sooner the better, I just admit that it is my daughter and bring it directly into Boyanghou Mansion. What reputation? I don't want it. You can guarantee that you will not be aggrieved by the Zheng family. ?"

Steward Song hesitated for a moment, "Zhou Hua will protect the child and it won't be a big deal. Any grievances are not acceptable... after all, it is the status of a concubine."

When Steward Song finished, Song Shubai became firmer and firmer in his thoughts. He didn't owe anyone to anyone, he didn't have that big face.

The evil that the Zheng family committed is still related to him. He didn't save Ran Ran in time, so how can he still be wronged by that child now?

Even if Song Shubai said that the sooner the better, it will not be able to declare to everyone for a while: I, Boyanghou, I am not dead, and I have returned to Beijing. Are you surprised?

Very few people know the truth, most people don't.

The emperor wanted a face. On the surface, the first emperor died of illness. He was originally in poor health. It is well known that the former prince was in poor health.

As for Song Shubai, his relatives were in a bad mood, so he went out of Beijing and made some accidents on the road.

In short, this is roughly the case.

Some felt something was wrong, and I didn't dare to speak out.

This is back, and it is always going to round out the plot. It's done, everyone is happy, continue to make a superficial article.

Steward Song and Song Shubai worked hard to do this.

The other side entered the house slowly and was arranged in the west wing.

The house has been arranged long ago to show the kindness of the mistress, and it is well arranged in all aspects. On the surface, it is not much worse than that of the eldest lady. If you can see it, you can see that the lady’s room is all treasures. The paintings are all made by everyone, and the paintings in the second lady's room are also paintings, which are not worth a lot of money.

It's just a country boy. These paintings and calligraphy, these porcelains, can't know how valuable they are, just perfunctory and perfunctory, they are not really serious masters.

Uncle Dan said, let her listen to the bad guys for now, don't be afraid.

Ran Ran squeezed her fists and waved in the air, pretending to beat the bad guys.

A short dumpling, as if drunk, was punching crookedly.

There is no tactics, just beating, as if there is a bad guy in front of you.

When I was tired, I sat on the bed, hid my little head in my arms, held myself in both hands, and tried to think about things.

Thinking about getting the clothes wet.

Thinking about the clothes being dry.

Ran Ran was not afraid of anything, just that Dad would think of her and cry.

What can I do with this Yo.

——Only beat the bad guys and save Daddy, so that Daddy will not cry uncomfortably, but also save Uncle Dan, so that Uncle Dan is afraid of crying, but also save the little brother, so that the little brother is worried that he will not pay back the money, crying, and save Two grandpas, lest the grandpas can't see Ran Ran and want to cry.

With a sense of responsibility, he slowly got up from the bed, climbed onto the small stool, and poured himself water.

After taking a sip, the child frowned.

She had never drunk tea, and she didn't know it was tea.

Not good, cold, bitter.

By the way, she wants to sue, she wants to bully the bad guys, and bully them back together on behalf of daddy, brother, grandfather.

The sense of accomplishment of being a little hero rejuvenated the little dumplings, and the novelty of the children wandered around the house, and soon finished watching.

There is nothing good about the furniture, so dad will do it.

There is nothing good about the paintings and bottles, the fake ones are not good.

Ran Ran originally didn't understand the truth and falsehood, but later learned the truth and falsehood from Uncle Dan, some of which were true, and some were made to deceive others.

Uncle Dan said that what she thinks Gui feels good-looking is true, otherwise it is fake.

Ran Ran jot down this one on the little book in my heart.

In the evening, Zhou Hua brought clothes and other supplies to Ran Ran. Ranran wanted to wear them herself, but she couldn't wear some of them.

Ran Ran was about to squeeze the wool again.

Ran Ran couldn't bear to squeeze other people's wool, and Ran Ran was very positive about spoiling the guys.

In fact, this person didn't think it was bad.

Ran Ran took a peek at Zhou Hua, pursed her lips, and asked the villain to teach her how to dress.

Zhou Hua was funny in his heart. Knowing that this kid likes to do it by himself and behaved very well, he slowly taught her how to wear it.

After Ran Ran put it on, she took it off again, and then put it on again.

Dad didn't wear this kind of thing, and he certainly wouldn't. She learned how to teach Dad.

After reading my own room, Ran Ran has to look at other things.

In order to show love, Ran Ran and Song Xuewei are actually a courtyard.

Wandering around slowly, when you see flowers, you should ask about flowers, when you see a beautiful tree, you should ask about trees, and when you see that bad cub...

Ran Ran followed the bad boy into the house.

other people:? ? ?

Song Xuewei was stunned for a moment, and just about to push people out, thinking that she was a good sister, she said patiently: "Why is my sister here? It's getting late, let's go back to the room and rest early."

He blinked slowly, "Not sleepy."

Ran Ran shook his head, then nodded earnestly: "My name is Ranran, not my sister."

In fact, she knows what sister means, but she doesn't want a bad guy to be a sister.

Ran Ran said sincerely, "You can call me Ranran, but Ranran really isn't my sister."

I'm coming.

Familiar feeling.

Ran Ran was very confused, but it didn't prevent her from being happy.

The bad boy seemed to be angry and scared again.

Song Xuewei was mad.

She hated the name "Jiang Ranran" at first, and she hated it so much, even if Jiang Ranran was dead, she still hated it.

But this fool couldn't change his name.

Song Xuewei turned blue if he couldn't vomit and swallow.

This little fool hadn't seen a good thing in 800 years, staring at her Tibetan paintings.

After being disgusted to the extreme, Song Xuewei felt a sense of relief in her heart.

This kid with a name similar to Ran Ran is so stupid and so humble.

As if the other party really became Jiang Ranran, let her knead.

Ran Ran staring blankly at a painting on the wall.

It's not that she's interested, it's too conspicuous.

In a circle of real, there is a fake that is already conspicuous, and it is still hanging in the middle of the house, it is difficult to not see it.

Song Xuewei smiled slightly on her face, "Does it look good? Are you literate? That is the real work of Master Wen Zong. If you don't know it, no one asks the poor. If you have a little knowledge, my sister can teach you."

Song Xuewei secretly satirized, but forgot that the child in front of him was not relived like her for a while, Ruizi was an adult.

Ran Ran is a real child, and some do not understand, but it does not prevent her from hearing the word "true".

"Is this true?" Ran scratching his head.

The corner of Song Xuewei's lips vented a trace of pride. This was obtained from the collection hall of the imperial palace. It was an honor that ordinary people couldn't get. She was going to participate in the group competition for everyone to taste.

"Naturally yes."

The faint words made Ran Ran's eyes widened, and she took another look at the painting carefully.

Ah, the bad boy is stupid.

It's fake!

Ran Ran touched her clever little head, confirming again why she was stealing her.

She shook her head at the bottom of her heart, these bad guys are really bad, they have to steal other cubs in order to be clever.

Baby everyone likes it, but you can't steal others!

Ran Ran sighed in her heart: Today is another day worrying about her being too talented.