"Third Master, will Ning Anjun meet us?"
Song Linyuan: "I don't know. Let's wait and see. Now we have met the young master of Luyuan Qionglou. If we meet a few more times, we can ask about the child with an amazing appetite, intentionally or unintentionally."
Song Hua thought for a moment, "The young master is very strong. If that child just eats a lot but is not very strong..."
"We've been searching for nearly eight years. How could it be so easy to find it?"
"Now the master is pressing us hard. How can we not know about the war in the western border? If we can't find the young master, the war will probably continue for a long time."
"Be careful with your words! This has nothing to do with the young master!"
Song Linyuan's face darkened. How could his son interfere with the Western Rong's withdrawal of troops?
He knew very well that the key to this war was to calm Qingluan's anger.
As long as she doesn't calm down, the war will never stop.
He bears the main responsibility for causing the war between the two countries.
If I hadn't chased Qingluan and the child, things might not have reached the situation they are today.
"Send a message to the people we sent out earlier, and have them go to the counties within Huayang Commandery and inquire about children who are naturally strong and have an astonishing appetite."
Wutong Garden
Baili Qingluan was holding Xiao Xier and basking in the sun on the swing chair.
Su Ning'an and Su Ningwen gathered in front of the stove to review the homework assigned by Xiao Lingyu.
Suning'an would touch the sweet potatoes from time to time to see if they were cooked, and eat while watching.
Su Ningwen was the complete opposite. There was originally a pile of books on his right hand side. While Su Ningjie was stealing the sweet potatoes, most of the books seemed to have grown legs and moved to Su Ningwen's left hand side.
Baili Qingluan looked at Su Ningwen in disbelief, "Xiao Xi'er, is your third brother reading ten lines at a glance, or is he just skimming through them?"
Xiao Xier tilted her head and looked. Su Ningwen was piling the books he had read on his left hand with one hand, and with the other hand he took a book from the pile on the right and placed it in front of him and continued to read.
"My third brother is just a nerd, a smart nerd with a good memory."
"Your big brother seems to be unable to concentrate on his reading. He ate up the whole sweet potato."
"Aunt, Big Brother is very capable. He can make a lot of money by painting. Some time ago, he made a lot of money by painting hundreds of pictures of hundreds of beasts. Big Brother is now richer than me and my third brother!"
Xiao Xier suddenly got down from Baili Qingluan's arms and ran to Su Ning'an, "Big brother, you said you would buy me a lot of delicious food when you have money."
Su Ningan smiled and said, "Not only will I buy you delicious food, but I'll also buy you beautiful clothes and accessories."
"Big brother, you are so nice!"
"You are my sister, I will spoil you."
"Brother, do you want to pamper your younger brother?" Su Ningwen looked at Su Ning'an eagerly.
"Spoil you! After lunch, we'll go shopping in the city. You can pick out the things you like, and big brother will pay for you!"
"Big brother, you are so nice. I want to eat sweet potatoes."
"I want to eat too."
"Okay, I'll skin you."
Baili Qingluan looked at Su Ning'an with a complicated expression.
My son can paint and has even made money from it!
Did he inherit Song Linyuan's painting talent?!
Baili Qingluan couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad.
What Song Linyuan said in a moment of desperation clearly showed that she hated her son for inheriting her divine power.
And you treat your son like a monster!
Maybe he was telling the truth. From the very beginning when he met her, Song Linyuan thought she was a monster because of her big appetite and great strength!
"Mom, you eat too." Su Ning'an handed over the peeled sweet potato, "Be careful not to burn yourself."
Baili Qingluan opened her red lips and took a small bite, "Hmm, very sweet and fragrant."
Baili Qingluan took the sweet potato in her hand and said, "Mother has never seen you paint. Mother wants to see it."
“Then I’ll paint now!”
Su Ning'an stretched out his hand and waved, and the servants quickly set up the stage in front of Baili Qingluan.
At this time, Xiao Lingyu also came to Wutong Garden.
"Mother, you're here at the right time." Su Ning'an asked Xiao Lingyu to sit next to Baili Qingluan.
"My two mothers, please talk to each other and look more natural. I want to draw you both."
Xiao Lingyu tilted her head to look at Baili Qingluan, "Sister, An Ge'er has a talent for painting. You gave birth to a precious boy."
"Treasure boy?"
"He's a very precious boy, as valuable as a jewel."
"Mommy, mommy." Xiao Xier refused to admit defeat, "I am a treasured girl!"
"Hehe... Of course mother knows that you are very capable."
"And the second and third brothers are both treasure boys."
"Of course, you are all my precious treasures."
Oh, raising children is not easy!
We should praise everyone together, not favor one over the other, and treat everyone equally.
In a short period of time, Su Ning'an captured the best expressions of the two mothers.
It was already noon when Su Ningjie finished inspecting the shops and rushed to the Princess's Mansion. He was taken to Wutong Garden by the housekeeper.
At this time, Su Ning'an was almost finishing his painting, and it was also the moment when he looked most focused.
Su Ningjie was delighted and walked over in small steps, standing beside Xiao Lingyu, trying to let Su Ningan see him and include him in the painting.
Su Ning'an just raised his eyes slightly, then lowered them and continued painting.
At this moment, Su Ningjie realized that his elder brother's expression when painting was very similar to the person who was painting in the bookstore!
No wonder he felt very familiar with Song Yuan when he first met him.
He didn't think too much about it.
I just feel that if the two of them meet each other, they will get along very well.
After a cup of tea, Suningan was very satisfied with his new work.
"My dear mothers, the painting is finished, come and take a look."
In the painting, Xiao Lingyu is holding Baili Qingluan's hand and half covering her red lips with a brocade handkerchief, looking very pretty as they chat and laugh.
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