165 Sun Sicheng's initial proposal

Chang Chunfeng rode in the same car with Sun Sicheng on the return trip.

"My dear Master, I never thought we had such a deep connection. My son actually took you as his master."

Sun Sicheng sighed, "Why do they say that if we are destined to meet, we will meet even if we are thousands of miles apart, but if we are not destined to meet, we will not even recognize each other. I really didn't know Ping An was your son before. When I knew his name, he was already Wan Ping An.

No matter what, Brother Chang, Ping'an and his mother have suffered a lot for your Chang family. If it wasn't for the last resort, his mother wouldn't have remarried, and Ping'an wouldn't have changed his surname. No one would want to raise a child with a different surname in vain. "

Chang Chunfeng recalled the gentle and sweet little woman in his memory, and his heart ached. If it weren't for the divorce letter, he would really want Mei Niang to come back, even if their relationship could never go back to the way it was before.

"How could I blame them? The matter of Dashun's mother has been irreversible. Of course, if the other party is willing to let her go, I am willing to take her in, but she is no longer suitable to be the mistress."

Sun Sicheng smiled softly: "Brother Chang, as far as I know, Wan Changsheng is a very good person, very kind, and treats Ping An like his own son, and treats Ping An's mother very well, so how could he let go?"

The mind of a scholar is full of knots. As for Chang Chunfeng, he is not a bad person at all. He is quite utilitarian and a good candidate for being an official. But to some extent, he does not take women seriously. He says that he is taking Ping An's mother back, but it is just marrying his woman for the second time and it would be embarrassing for him. He will never touch her again for the rest of his life.

In this regard, he prefers simple people like Wan Changsheng, who have a pure mind and are consistent in their words and deeds.

"My dear, I will get my son back no matter what. My Chang family is not very prosperous, with only one son for three generations. He is the eldest son and grandson of my Chang family. If he is left wandering outside, my parents will jump out of their graves and scold me.

I hope that the eldest master can help me with this matter. I will never forget the kindness you have shown me, and I will definitely repay you in the future."

"Brother Chang, these few days, I have been handling matters at Baicaotang, and you have to go to the county government office for socializing, and you also have to go to Changjia Village to handle some trivial matters.

You will not come back often when you are in the capital in the future, and someone will have to look after your ancestral grave. Those villagers are all poor people, so you can't blame them. There is no need to be too nice to them. I don't need to teach you these things, you should understand these ways of the world better than I do.

Ping An's matter has already been recorded in the Wan family tree, so it won't change easily. To be honest, Wan Changsheng was injured in the military camp, which has an impact on his offspring. It is still unknown whether he will have a son in the future."

This is indeed possible, and he is not lying. As for the fact that Ping An's mother is pregnant, he doesn't need to add fuel to the fire.

"Brother Chang, I have a suggestion, do you think it is feasible?

The practice of shouldering two responsibilities has existed since ancient times. Your situation is special, so it can be considered a problem. Whether you can safely stay in the Wan family as Wan Changsheng or in the Chang family as Chang Shun, and be listed in the family tree of both sides, as for which family you will live in permanently, that depends on your safety.

Brother Chang, you are single now, so when you return to Beijing you will definitely marry Miss Zhang. This is a very good marriage for you, and it is impeccable in every aspect. It seems that that lady has had contact with my wife, but it has been delayed until now due to bad luck.

In the near future, you will have more children, and no matter where you live, Ping An will always be your son."

Chang Chunfeng was a little surprised. Could he plan like this?

"My Lord, I never thought of solving this problem this way."

Sun Sicheng sighed, "I know without asking that Ping An doesn't want to leave his mother. If he only goes back to the Chang family, would you like him to often go to his divorced mother's home?"

Of course she was unwilling. Chang Chunfeng didn't even have to think about it. A divorced woman had no right to interact with children. Mei Niang's situation was special, but she could only visit her occasionally. If she visited too often, people would laugh at her.

"Okay, brother Chang, I'll take you to the inn, and I'll live in the backyard of the hospital. Put aside other things, and just focus on your business these days. I expect many people will come to visit you. Listen to me, brother, it doesn't matter if you take some things, just don't take too much. Others have come this way too."

Chang Chunfeng forced a smile.

What the eldest son said was right. Now was not the time for him to be aloof. For the time being, he was short of money everywhere. He also planned that even after taking office, he would still have to write the storybooks secretly, as he could make money quickly and he wouldn't have to go to the bookstore himself.

The monthly salary of a seventh-rank official was only two or three hundred taels a year. He took time out every month to write a storybook and earned twenty or thirty taels.

This would have been impossible before. After writing for several years, I finally made Yixiao Gongzi famous. It would be a pity to abandon it now.

If some wealthy people in the county give some moderate gifts this time, I can indeed accept them.

"Sir, please stop here. It's only a few steps away from the inn."

Sun Sicheng nodded: "Alright, if you have anything, just come to Baicaotang to find me."

Chang Chunfeng said goodbye, turned around and walked towards the inn with Xiao Sanzi. Each of them had a package, and they felt relaxed and comfortable.

The Zhang family's affairs were indeed the best for me, but I didn't know before that my parents had died tragically. Now I know, and as a son, I must observe mourning for a year.

This was also a marriage that had been agreed upon with the Zhang family, otherwise he would have waited for three years. Fortunately, his son and Mei Niang observed mourning for him.

His heart ached again. It was clear that their relationship was not that good before and he even disliked her for not being able to add some beauty to his life. But now he couldn't bear to think about it. Every time he thought about it, he felt miserable.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, the son must be brought back.

The young boy in the dream looked at him coldly, wondering if his son would hate him as much if he really saw him for leaving for so many years and making them suffer.

But Dashun, this was really not what he wanted.

In fact, Qi Jiaojiao could definitely be considered the culprit. It was impossible for him not to have carefully guided the way. How could he not have tied such an important thing to his body and wrapped it again and again with oil paper?

But the other party just refused to admit it. He had no evidence and it was not convenient for him to sue her. After all, she had saved him before and her fate would not be good. He also signed an agreement with the Qi family father and son, and from then on they owed each other nothing and would not bother each other.

If he goes against the agreement, no matter what official position he holds in the future, public opinion will overwhelm him.

For the sake of Ping'er and her unborn daughter, this man will never see her again from now on.

"Sir, let's stay at this inn, right?"

"Xiao Sanzi, you need to learn more and see more in the future. I will be going to the county seat to take up a post at the end of June. There will be a lot of small and big things to do in the future, and you have to take care of them on your own."

Xiao Sanzi became excited and nodded repeatedly: "I understand, sir."

Looking at the servant who was excitedly going to check in, he couldn't help but think of the people around Sun Sicheng. Each of them was very capable, good at both literature and martial arts. They were the real subordinates.

It's a pity that he has no one else to use except the innocent little Sanzi.

The official career is long and arduous.