Tang's mother said to the two people kneeling on the ground:
“These are my parents’ memorial tablets! They are your maternal grandparents. Now that I have recognized Qingyuan as my adopted son, I hope that you will not forget to burn some paper money for them in the future!”
"Don't worry, Mother! They are also Jian'er's maternal grandparents!"
"Don't worry, godmother! Even if Qingyuan loses everything in the future, he will never forget our ancestors!"
"Okay," Tang's mother wiped away her tears.
"As for the Tang family, I won't say anything. Jian'er can make the decision himself."
When Tang Jian heard his mother say this, he naturally knew that his mother was drawing a line between herself and his father. He didn't say anything, but he naturally agreed with her.
He didn't have any feelings for the Tang family to begin with, and if he were there after the famine, he probably would have killed them on the spot.
From a young age, his father and older brother would beat and scold him, and only his mother cared about him.
Later, as he grew older, he learned to rebel.
He was like a wolf cub; if anyone dared to bully him, he would retaliate tenfold. In the end, Old Man Tang and his older brother never dared to cause him any more trouble.
In the afternoon.
Lin Zao had been organizing the congratulatory gifts from the guests in the storeroom, recording them one by one, so that she would need to return the favor when those families had any happy occasions.
The most valuable gifts among them belonged to Prince Cheng and Zheng Ziwen, the owner of Qibaoge.
King Cheng gifted him two estates and the deeds to three shops. The estates were larger than Lin Zao's estate and in a better location.
There were also other gold and silver jewelry, precious calligraphy and paintings, and medicinal herbs, all in boxes and boxes, more than Lin Zao could ever earn in her entire life.
She guessed that the King was being so generous as a reward to compensate her.
As for Zheng Ziwen, he was in the business of precious stones, so the treasures he sent were naturally rare and precious items.
Each of the other events had its own merits, but in short, this housewarming banquet made the General's Mansion suddenly rich.
However, many of the items inside are not easy to sell for money, and a large sum is needed for social obligations.
After dinner, Tang's mother asked Han Qingyuan and his wife to stay overnight, and the couple did not refuse.
After Tang's mother and the others left.
Lin Zao felt a little uncomfortable. She watched helplessly as the two children were taken away by the two nannies. She felt as if she could feel Tang Jian's piercing gaze, and her body was on fire.
"My lady, it's getting late, we should go back to our room to rest!"
Tang Jian's voice was hoarse, as if it were tightly wrapped around Lin Zao with a sticky affection.
Lin Zao felt a chill run down her spine. She was somewhat afraid of Tang Jian like this, like a lion facing its prey, waiting to deliver the final blow.
Seeing Lin Zao standing stiffly in place, as if rooted to the spot, Tang Jian chuckled and reached out to take Lin Zao's small hand in his, as if they were a perfect match.
Lin Zao let Tang Jian lead her back to the room. All her senses were focused on the hand that was wrapped around her. She felt that his hand was dry and strong, giving her a strong sense of security.
It wasn't until Lin Zao sat down on the edge of the bed that she realized what was happening!
Want to get up
"I...I haven't washed up yet!"
"No rush!"
Tang Jian pulled Lin Zao, who hadn't stood up yet, down and made her sit on his lap.
Feeling the strong, powerful thighs beneath her, Lin Zao opened her eyes wide as the tall, imposing man in front of her drew closer and closer.
A strong surge of male hormones gripped her tightly, making it difficult for Lin Zao to breathe and rendering her unable to think.
"My wife, can you leave it to me?"
Until I felt that warmth on my lips,
Lin Zao felt the last thread of her mind snap!
Slowly close your eyes.
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