Daddy’s Cub Is Three and Half Years Old

Seeing that Xiao Tuanzi's smiling faces became more and more, he was less nervous and worried that his father was missing from time to time, and Jiang Zhile's tight nerves finally relaxed.

The next step is to deal with important matters. Jiang Zhile and Zhang Xiaoer screened the list and contacted secretly.

There is one more thing I didn’t find out, who wanted to deal with Ran Ran.

Jiang Zhile finally contacted Sima Cheng's staff and gave the jade pendant to those people to check and see if there was any connection.

Naturally, everyone deliberately avoided these disturbances in front of Ranran, and did not affect the small dumplings.

Ran Ran is watering the vegetable seeds.

She was a little tangled and poured too much by accident.

Seeing that the seeds were "drowned" by myself, I squatted slowly to dig out the seeds, and then saved them to a new home, where the soil was dry.

The entanglement is, how did Uncle Egg become a daddy?

Uncle Dan asked her to call daddy and pretended to be daddy outside.

Uncle Egg said that there is a kind of father called godfather, and he can recognize his uncle as godfather.

Uncle Dan said that he liked Ran Ran too much and wanted to be Ran Ran's father.

Dad also nodded, let Ran Ran recognize him.

Ran Ran finished pouring the water and looked at the father who set her on the swing, always feeling that father was weird.

"Daddy."

Ran Ran yelled, but Daddy didn't speak.

"Daddy." Ran Ran shouted again.

Jiang Zhile raised his eyelids and looked at his cub, "Ran Ran, sometimes Dad really can't tell which one you are calling."

Ran Ran thought of a good way, "Jiang, Dad?"

Cub still didn't know that her father was careful to hold grudges, and remembered that she called Uncle Egg to father.

She also thought that it was Daddy who made the call, she was right.

Jiang Zhile choked, Song Shubai snickered.

The reason why the cubs recognize their father is to not show themselves outside.

Before the murderer was found, it was safe for Ran Ran to stay in Boyanghou Mansion and change her identity.

After watering the vegetable seeds, a light rain soon began, and he looked at his seeds worriedly.

These days it rains every other day, and the shadow of drought slowly fades away.

Jiang Zhile inserted a few pieces of wood into the soil and covered it with a thin wooden plank, which was regarded as protecting the seeds from rain.

Ran Ran was so curious, she squatted down and wanted to poke her head in to see her own seeds.

The old father had to pick up the cub, "It's raining, I'm going back."

The little dumpling hugged his father's neck, "Let's take a look, take a look."

Jiang Zhile put the dumpling down, opened the umbrella, and slowly probed his head under the umbrella. He saw the seeds as if they were staying peacefully, contentedly arching out from under the wooden boards again.

The old father who didn't understand the cubs' curiosity finally picked up the cubs and went back to have lunch with the cubs.

After lunch, Ran Ran was about to study, she read aloud to her father.

While listening, Jiang Zhile wrote to Sima Cheng and the others. When Ran Ran got stuck, Jiang Zhile reminded him that when Ran Ran finished reading, Jiang Zhile's letter was finished.

Ran Ran came over and asked Dad what he was doing. Knowing that Dad wrote to Grandpa and them, Ran Ran raised her hand, she also wanted to write.

Ran Ran held a pen to write a letter, talked to Grandpa Gao, talked to Grandpa Song, talked to her little brother, and mentioned her little friend.

When encountering a word that could not be written, Jiang Zhile held Zai Zai's hand and taught her to write.

Ran Ran looked at the letter she had finished writing.

Ranran is so happy lately, and there are usually little sisters who ask her to go out to play.

Sima Yue poked Ran Ran's head again, gently because she was afraid of poking it badly, but because she hated iron for not making steel, she finally touched the cub's head.

Every time she was touched, Ran Ran always felt that she was a little shorter.

Sima Yue said: "You, you, huh, it's not that you are optimistic about your father, you see that your father often runs to Zheng's house recently, huh, it's nothing more than to bring Song Xuewei back, she can still bully you with that temperament."

Ran Ran said loudly with a bulging face: "Don't bully, I have daddy."

Sima Yue died anxiously, "Your father is also Song Xuewei's father, Song Xuewei has always been very mindful, just you little stupid melon."

Ran Ran's head became a mass of paste.

Song Xuewei, Daddy, Sister, Boyanghou, Song Shubai...

The three-year-old little dumpling hasn't sorted out the relationship yet. Since seeing his father is like a greedy bear falling into a honeypot, he has forgotten what he has heard.

Going home and sitting in the carriage, Ran Ran is still breaking his hands.

"Your father is Boyanghou." Said Mother Zhou Huai.

"Your father is Song Shubai." It was also said by the bad mother.

"Ran Ran's dad's name is Jiang Zhile."

"Ran Ran's godfather is Uncle Egg."

"Uncle Dan is called Song Shubai."

"Song Shubai is the father of the bad boy?"

Why are there so many dads?

Ran Ran was confused, while breaking his hands to index, while slowly muttering.

"The bad boy is called Song Xuewei."

Ran ran out of count, holding his small face and thinking about it, this bad boy seems to have heard of it.

She drank some honey water, and the things in the carriage were specially modified, which is very suitable for three-year-old children.

Ranran can pour herself some water, and she can lie down and sleep.

After finishing her mouth, Ran Ran finally remembered the name.

Isn't this the bad boy in the bad book?

In the bad book, there is a bad boy named Weiwei, whose name seems to be Song Xuewei.

Jiang Zhile came out in advance and waited for a while, when he saw the carriage coming to a stop, he lifted the curtain and got out of the car.

Ran Ran lying on his father's arms, couldn't help but pull his clothes, pull once, and then again, unknowingly crumpled.

That bad cub is the cub raised by Daddy!

Daddy's cub!

Ran Ran is not calm anymore.

Song Shubai often goes to the Zheng family recently. The Zheng family has eaten so much property from Boyanghou Mansion. There are ancestral properties handed down from his ancestors. Boyanghou has few people in his family. There are no children born in the past. Each generation of mothers brought them. The dowry combined is a huge sum.

One of the reasons why the Zheng family was able to swallow this batch of assets was that the Boyang Hou Mansion had always been low-key. The emperor really did not know that there were so many. Secondly, the Zheng family was considered to be a dragon. This reason cannot be said for outsiders and cannot be promoted. It is right to give a heavy reward.

Now that I eat it in my mouth, how can I vomit it willingly.

But this Boyanghou is not a problem every day.

Zheng Ting frowned and wanted to send someone to stop him. Song Shubai was a scumbag. If he stopped today, he would cry to the emperor tomorrow.

Song Shubai was introduced into the main hall, and a maid brought tea.

Song Shubai started to drink tea and waited slowly without worrying.

If you can't wait for someone, the master has been "busy" and he will come back tomorrow.

I didn't wait long this time, I guess the other party couldn't help it.

The person here is Song Xuewei.

Song Xuewei is really anxious. Every day, if the emperor suspects that the Zheng family has anything to do with this father, the Zheng family will probably annoy the emperor.

"Daddy." Song Xuewei smiled slightly, "Daddy came to see me."

Song Shubai felt a little strange for no reason. He looked at his girlfriend, "Will your grandfather come?"

Song Xuewei shook her head, her eyes full of curiosity, "Is Daddy here for money?"

Song Shubai gave reason to her daughters. Song Shubai didn't teach her daughters much before. He only knew what to do with pets and what he wanted, but he never thought about reasoning.

Thinking that Ran Ran was so behaved, he would feel soft and listen to the adults' reasons, Song Shubai still couldn't bear it, and his emotions vented in the verbose words in his heart.

This child is different from Ran Ran. He can understand everything and understand everything.

Song Shubai said, "Don't follow your grandfather. Your maternal grandfather is focused on gaining power. He is too utilitarian and impure. You can fight back when others bully you. Why do you bully others if you know your mistakes? Your sister apologized and wrote a letter if she couldn't say it."

Song Shubai became a little disappointed as he talked about it. There was no guilt in the child's eyes at all.

Song Shubai trembled at the thought of this child being able to say something that would make him never return to Beijing.

"Part of Zheng's property is the ancestral property of Boyanghou Mansion, this part should not be taken..."

Song Shubai explained the truth clearly and listened to Song Xuewei's perfunctory remarks: "I listen to my grandparents and mother."

Song Shu was furious, very angry, and completely disappointed. Qi Weiwei is also angry with herself.

Finally, he left a sentence: "Speak to your grandfather. Give me three more days."

There was a dark atmosphere between Boyanghoufu and Zheng's house.

The Zheng family is not at peace either.

Song Xuewei wanted the matter to be resolved quickly, but didn't want to make more trouble. The more others said that my father was good, and that my father came to visit Zheng's house every day, his heart became panicked.

Zheng Ting and Zheng Zihao both disagree.

What kind of face counts for such a large fortune.

Zheng Ting, who has always had a face, has acquiesced in this matter.

Zheng Ting said: "The world only looks at your power and wealth, followed by fame. With Weiwei with you, your father is probably helpless."

Can you cry miserably at your girl, and be tough at your girl?

Song Shubai couldn't get rid of his face, but as soon as three days passed, he went to beat the drums to complain and sue the Zheng family.

Regardless of the status, the drummers will talk about fifty boards first.

Song Shubai dragged his **** **** and refused to go home, so he lay down in the court to wait for the trial.

The presiding officer choked and stared at this funny case, his expression never getting better.

This evening when it was raining a little while leisurely, the Zheng family was eating dinner and was summoned to the court to confront each other.

The chief examiner of the case was sitting on the court hall, and two people shouting mighty were standing next to him, one in the lower right corner was sitting a case recitation, next to it was a writing record, and a few people who had just played the board.

The big court in the capital blasted the drum to complain of injustice, and the case could be sent to the Criminal Department at once, just to be beaten.

The Zheng family did not expect that this respected Song Shubai could suffer so much. Completely unexpected.

Song Shubai feels better than he thought. I don’t know if he has planted more land in the village, climbed more mountains, and recently Jiang Zhile has been training him. The mansion has set up a school and Zhang Xiaoer is a martial artist. Come and practice them both.

It's just that he is always the bottom.

The facts committee really has nothing to try, it's clear at a glance. Excluding favors, the case can be closed simply and neatly.

Song Lichun, who sits at the top of the trial, has never been in a bright mood.

The salty fish live well with the muddy salty fish, but it depends on this bad thing.

Look at the emperor's wink, toward the Zheng family.

This Song Shubai was a victim again, and the law was clearly written in black and white.

Song Lichun slashed the mess with a sharp knife and directly followed the law.

Song Shubai was not dead. According to the reunion, his wife Zheng Qingyan could take away all her dowry. As for the children, if the husband died and remarried, the male heirs could not be taken away, and they were left for the clan to raise.

If you don't die, you won't write in the law, but you can't take it away by default.

Song Xuewei expressed her attitude: "I followed my mother."

The Zheng family wanted to keep Weiwei, and Song Shubai, the dead face of his father, did not show that Song Lichun really sympathized with this person.

In the end, Song Xuewei was left to the Zheng family. In the future, according to the law, she will have little relationship with Song Shubai. When Zheng Qingyan remarries, if her husband agrees, she will be regarded as her husband's heir.

In terms of property, except for the dowry, everything else was awarded to Song Shubai.

Song Xuewei can get a small portion, but Song Shubai is still young, and I don't know how many heirs there will be in the future. According to the general marrying of prostitutes, the title of Boyang Marquis will range from 6,000 to 10,000 taels.

Song Xuewei was not counted as the heir of Boyanghou Mansion, Song Lichun directly broke in half and was sentenced to four thousand taels.

Less than a quarter of an hour after this case, the Zheng family had not yet reacted and it was over.

The Zheng family's complexion was not good, they lost their wealth, and almost vomited blood due to myocardial infarction.

Song Shubai was extremely grateful for this speed, and he could finally go back to get the medicine.

Steward Song had already taken people to wait outside, and as soon as it was over, he brought people in and carried Hou Ye back to the mansion.

The Zheng family stopped them.

Steward Song gave them a blank look, "Master Hou is in time for the medicine."

Zheng Ting's body trembled with anger.

Zheng Qingyan looked at him with tears.

Song Xuewei called out "Daddy".

It is a pity that Song Shubai was lying on the stretcher in pain, staring at the ground with his eyes down, and did not notice these "affectionate" gazes at all.

Steward Song smiled, "The case has been sentenced, what else does General Zheng have to say, wait until Master Hou is better before you come to post."

Zheng Ting was so angry that he almost fell down. But the housekeeper Song knew about buying a child. If Song Shubai really knew that the Zheng family confuses the blood of the Hou Mansion, but he had a death feud, he didn't know how the housekeeper Song fooled him.

Zheng Ting gritted his teeth and stepped back to make way, Song Shubai raised his hand, "I have something to say."

Song Shu raised his head in vain, a little laborious, squatted down peacefully and intimately, carefully holding up his master's head.

Song Shubai: "..."

Song Shu coughed, but his tone was very serious: "I can divide everything except ancestral property and private property into 30%."

Zheng Ting's eyes lit up.

Song Shubai: "Conditional."

Song Xuewei and Zheng Qingyan couldn't help but look at them, a faint expectation in their hearts.

Song Shubai: "Thirty percent can be given to the Zheng family. It is fine to decide how to divide General Zheng, provided that Weiwei apologizes to her sister Ranran."

Song Xuewei's face was pale, her blood faded in an instant.

What a father, he didn't even think about her at all. This family property was given to the Zheng family, and the uncle and aunt must ignorant most of them.

The conditions required made her lay down her face and apologize to that bastard?

Like Zheng Ting, Song Xuewei thought that Song Shubai was deceived by Steward Song. After all, Steward Song was also a participant in this matter, and she probably didn't dare to say anything about it.

A verbal apology can be exchanged for 30% of the property, which is a bargain business.

Song Xuewei hasn't spoken yet, Zheng Ting has already agreed on her behalf, "It's so good."