Su Xiaoxiao sighed again that Wei Ting had become much busier since coming to the capital.

"The beauty crit of the morning is gone again..."

Su Xiaoxiao yawned, grabbed a small ball into her arms and used it as a pillow, then fell asleep with a snore.

Su Mo came before dawn.

Su Xiaoxiao was making breakfast in the kitchen.

Seeing her, Su Mo was slightly surprised: "You slept well last night."

After going through such a big thing, this girl can actually sleep?

What is a steely character? "It's OK." Su Xiaoxiao said.

You can't do this or that with a man. How can you sleep until dawn? How can you have poor sleep quality? "Is uncle okay?" Su Mo asked.

"I haven't told my dad yet." Su Xiaoxiao said.

Su Mo nodded: "It won't be too late to tell my uncle later, when he has gradually adapted to the situation. How is my great-uncle's condition?"

Su Xiaoxiao cut the dough into strips and said, "He has been under observation for one night. He is fine. The medicine we gave him contains sedatives. I estimate that he will not wake up for another hour or two. Have you had breakfast?"

Su Mo came here in a hurry and didn't eat anything at all.

Su Xiaoxiao said, "I'll make two for you."

Su Mo...did not refuse.

Su Xiaoxiao made two scallion pancakes and a small dish of pickled radish and placed them on the small table in the kitchen.

"Do you want to eat in the main room?"

She asked.

The young master of the Marquis's Mansion had never eaten in the kitchen, nor had he ever eaten scallion pancakes from the street.

Su Mo rarely showed a dazed expression.

He looked at Su Xiaoxiao, only to see her busying herself in front of the stove again: "You don't want to eat?"

"I'll eat this." Su Xiaoxiao pointed to the steamed sweet potatoes that had just been served on the stove. "I'll eat it later. I have to make breakfast for my family first."

"I'll wait for you."

Su Mo sat down on the small stool.

Su Xiaoxiao said: "No need, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

"Did you do all this by yourself? This is too hard. I will pick two maids for you tomorrow. How can I let you take care of the whole family by yourself?"

Just as he finished speaking, footsteps were heard in the yard.

It turned out to be Wei Ting who came back.

Wei Ting was carrying a bundle of firewood on his shoulders.

He met Zhong Shan on the way. Zhong Shan's carriage broke down and the old man had a hard time carrying the firewood by himself. Wei Ting took the firewood without saying a word.

Wei Ting didn't know Su Mo was there until he entered the room.

Su Mo was also surprised. He looked at Wei Ting... to be exact, at the bundle of firewood on Wei Ting's shoulder, and seriously suspected that he had seen it wrong.

People who fight in wars are very able to endure hardships, but the hardships on the battlefield are different from the hardships in life.

Wei Ting did not start out as the lowest-level errand boy. He was born into the Wei family and had the halo of the Wei family's eldest grandson. Once he entered the military camp, he became a regular soldier.

The young master of the Wei family has probably never done work like chopping wood and fetching water in his life.

"I'm back." Su Xiaoxiao greeted Wei Ting.

"Yeah." Wei Ting turned his eyes away from Su Mo, put down the firewood naturally, and quickly moved a small stool to sit in front of the stove.

Su Mo wondered what he was going to do, and saw him naturally take a piece of thick linen and spread it on his right leg.

He grabbed a few thin pieces of firewood with his slender jade-like hands, pressed them against his legs and bent them. With a snap, the firewood broke.

He threw the folded firewood into the stove and stirred it with the tongs.

If Su Mo had not seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that the young master of the Wei family could actually make a fire, and do it so... smoothly.

If you don’t know, you would think that this guy has stopped fighting and changed his career to become a cook.

Su Xiaoxiao covered the pot, took off the apron she had made, and said to Wei Ting, "Da Hu and the others seem to have woken up. I'll go over and take a look. They're cooking porridge in the pot."

After she went out, Wei Ting really looked at the fire seriously.

Su Mo and Wei Ting didn't have much dealings with each other. Even if they met, they were always lukewarm and they hardly communicated.

In fact, in terms of age, he is twenty-two this year, only one year older than Wei Ting.

"Well... let me try it." He said to Wei Ting.

Wei Ting boldly moved his small stool to the side, and Su Mo sat over with his small stool.

Wei Ting handed him the fire tongs and firewood, and also gave him the thick linen cloth on his legs.

He followed Wei Ting's example, folded some firewood and put it into the stove, then used the fire tongs to stir it.

As a result, after a while, the porridge in the pot stopped making any sound.

Su Mo wondered, "What's going on? The fire is quite big..."

Wei Ting picked up the fire tongs and spread the firewood evenly, saying, "People should be solid, and fire should be hollow."

"You still understand this?"

Su Mo was so surprised.

Thinking of something, Su Mo asked inexplicably: "You can't rely on these...skills...to please my uncle and cousin, right?"

"No." Wei Ting said shamelessly, "I rely on my face."

Su Mo: “…”

Su Mo came here today for an important matter, but was almost made to forget what he was doing by Wei Ting's dirty words.

The three neatly dressed little ones came to the backyard to wash up, and when they smelled the fragrance, they came in for a walk.

Su Mo had come several times. The three little ones knew him and called him Uncle Su obediently.

Seeing that there was nothing delicious to eat, he went out again.

"Is it really your son?"

Su Mo asked Wei Ting.

"Yeah." Wei Ting responded indifferently.

"Where is the child's mother?" Su Mo asked.

He would not allow another woman to compete with his cousin for his favor.

Regardless of whether he has feelings for Su Xiaoxiao or not, as the heir of the Su family, he should uphold the dignity of the Su family.

Wei Ting looked outside and said, "Yes."

Su Mo followed his gaze and saw Su Xiaoxiao preparing small washbasins for the three little ones.

The three little ones kept rubbing their little heads against her, clinging to her like crazy.

Su Mo took a deep breath. This guy refused to speak.

Well, he'll check it himself.

Wei Ting didn't sleep all night, so he went back to his room to catch up on his sleep after lighting the fire.

He has his own room, right next to Su Xiaoxiao.

Su Mo couldn't understand. What on earth were these two people——

On the other side, Qin Canglan woke up.

Because of taking the tranquilizing soup, he slept very soundly that night. When he woke up, he no longer had a headache and felt no nausea.

The general's physical fitness is really strong. Su Xiaoxiao put away the blood pressure monitor and said, "You can go back now."

"ah……"

Qin Canglan was reluctant to leave.

He must investigate what exactly happened back then.

"Can I...go see your father and your brother first?"

Qin Canglan had never been so humble before. As if he was worried about being rejected, he added, "I won't say anything!"

Su Xiaoxiao closed the small medicine box: "Okay."

Qin Canglan went to Su Cheng's house.

The father and son were sleeping soundly. Although they looked fierce on weekdays, they were surprisingly honest when they slept.

Qin Canglan stared at him for a long time with a burning gaze, and his throat was aching.

Su Ergou opened his eyes dazedly and asked in a half-awake state, "Sister, are you going to sell cakes?"

Selling cakes...

His grandson... actually makes a living by selling cakes in the countryside...

Su Xiaoxiao walked in: "I'm not selling cakes today, you can go to sleep."

"Oh, if you want to sell it, call me." Su Ergou turned over and fell asleep again in a daze.

Qin Canglan turned his back to the door, holding his thighs with both hands to support his shaky body.

Su Xiaoxiao put the folded clothes into the closet, looked at Qin Canglan's back and said, "Breakfast is ready."

Qin Canglan raised his hand to wipe his red eyes, sniffed, and said in a normal tone: "Got it, I'll be right over."

…

Su Xiaoxiao has excellent cooking skills. The steamed buns she makes are more fragrant than those sold in stores.

But the more this happened, the more uncomfortable Qin Canglan felt.

Children of poor families have to grow up early. If she hadn't been stranded among the people, why would she need to wash clothes and cook? Qin Yanran couldn't even peel a corn cob, but she was already able to do so many rough and tiring jobs skillfully.

It took him a while to find his voice: "You guys live like this in the countryside..."

"Not really." Su Xiaoxiao said.

Qin Canglan was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard Su Xiaoxiao say, "The city is much more comfortable than the countryside. In the countryside, in addition to washing clothes and cooking, you have to go to the village entrance to fetch water, go to the mountains to chop firewood, and go to the fields to pick vegetables. When times are good, you feed pigs and chickens, but when times are bad, you don't even have to feed pigs."

Qin Canglan felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife.

Su Xiaoxiao continued, "Later, my family started making snacks for a living."

Qin Canglan asked blankly: "You...are you getting up so early too?"

Su Xiaoxiao said calmly, "It was much earlier than this. We got up at three in the morning and set up the stall at five in the morning. It was the coldest time of the year. Ergou and I hung trays around our necks and stood in front of Jinji... Jinji, the largest dim sum shop in our town. Ergou shouted loudly, 'Cakes for sale --', 'Fragrant and sweet wife cakes --'. I'm fat and can handle the cold. Ergou is thin and wears thin clothes. The backs of his hands and ears are all covered with frostbite."

"I asked Ergou if he liked selling pancakes. Ergou said he liked it because selling pancakes meant he wouldn't have to go hungry anymore."

Qin Canglan finally couldn't control himself anymore, and his hot tears fell into the bowl with a plop.

…

Su Mo arranged two carriages.

Qin Canglan was sitting in the front carriage, and he and Su Xiaoxiao were sitting in the second carriage.

"What you just said...are all true, right?" Su Mo said.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at him in confusion, then realized that he was referring to her "complaint" to Qin Canglan at the dinner table.

She said, "Didn't you investigate?"

Su Mo said: "I have investigated it."

But the mood when listening to other people's reports is completely different from hearing her say it herself.

Throughout the whole process, she didn't utter a single complaint, nor did she express any grief or anger, but the more she downplayed it, the more shocking it was.

——How much hardship did you have to go through to be so calm when talking about it?

Su Xiaoxiao told Wei Ting the news he had found out.

Su Mo frowned slightly: "You mean... Qin Che has most likely discovered my uncle, and deliberately found a pretext to lure my great-uncle away, and then sent people over to investigate or..."

Silence.

He didn't say the last two words.

He doesn't need to say it.

Su Xiaoxiao also considered this possibility.

"Then why didn't he do anything?" Su Mo was puzzled.

Su Xiaoxiao said calmly: "Isn't Qin Canglan here? Are you afraid that Qin Canglan won't recognize you when you attack him in front of him?"

Su Mo nodded: "Did you see what that person looks like?"

Su Xiaoxiao shook her head: "No, Wei Ting said that he always wore a hat to cover his face."

Su Mo groaned: "I'm afraid this matter is not that simple." ——The Duke of Protectorate's Mansion.

Qin Che sat in the study all night.

When it was daybreak, a servant finally came to report that the old man had returned.

Qin Che looked at the light coming through the window lattice and suddenly felt it was a little dazzling.

"My lord, my lord?"

The servant called twice.

Qin Che came back to his senses: "What did you just say?"

The servant was startled by Qin Che's sudden dullness and strange look in his eyes, and said tremblingly: "The old master is back and waiting for you in the study."

"It's finally here..."

Qin Che laughed crazily, and the servant was so scared that his face turned pale.

What happened to the Duke today? Qin Che brushed his sleeves, stood up, and straightened his clothes in front of the bronze mirror.

He asked the boy with a smile: "Do I look disrespectful like this?"

The boy was completely confused: "No, it's not rude, it's good!"

Normally, the Duke would only pay so much attention to his appearance when he was attending court. The servant felt uneasy but did not dare to ask.

"Let's go."

Qin Che said with a smile.

He walked to Qin Canglan's study with a leisurely pace.

The bump on Qin Canglan's forehead has not yet subsided, probably caused by Su Cheng hitting him with a stick.

Qin Che bowed respectfully: "Father."

Qin Canglan said to the servants in the room: "All of you leave!"

"yes."

Everyone left obediently, and the last person did not forget to close the door for the two of them.

Qin Canglan is not a person who likes to beat around the bush. This is probably a common problem among many military generals. They are too straightforward and disdain to resort to scheming tactics.

Except in war.

Qin Canglan sat down in the main seat, and his gaze, as if it had substance, fell coldly on Qin Che's face.

"Don't call me father. I already know that."

boom--

A thunderclap rang in Qin Che's mind.

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(End of this chapter)