Chapter 125 Chapter 125 Seems to be aware...
As if realizing he'd gone too far, Shu Jiu rubbed his nose and said, "Anyway, leave this to us."
Su Li didn't think much about it, she just thought that the other party was in the medicinal materials business and might have some connections.
Then Song Ling asked Su Li to tell him her name, hometown, age and other information. Su Li told him one by one. Afraid that the other party could not remember it, she offered to write it down and hand it to the other party. After that, she went to get paper and pen to write it down, and even sketched the appearance of Su's father and two brothers.
Song Ling waited quietly by the side the whole time, watching Su Lihua silently.
Lian Gu took little Cheng'an and Hei Hu to the yard to play hopscotch. Chen gave the two little guys some water from time to time. The sound came from the yard to the shop in front, suddenly waking up Shu Jiu who was dozing off.
"Okay." Su Li finished the last stroke and smiled. Her slender right hand was so black from holding the charcoal pencil tightly that it looked like ink had been poured on it, making the white on her skin even whiter and the black even darker.
Song Ling looked in the direction of those hands and saw three men who looked like real people with vivid images. He had never seen such a painting method before. It seemed casual, but the characters were painted so three-dimensionally, as if they were standing in front of him vividly.
"Ms. Su's painting is very good, and her calligraphy is also very good." Song Ling couldn't help but praise her.
Su Li smiled awkwardly, thinking it was just a polite remark from the other party. After all, her handwriting had been criticized by her master for a long time, saying that it had only form but no spirit. But Su Li had no choice. After all, she didn't learn calligraphy since she was a child, and being able to practice to this level was already her maximum limit.
"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Mr. Song."
"It's true. Song never lies." Song Ling said seriously.
Su Li was really embarrassed now. Fortunately, Shu Jiu came over at this time and asked, "Madam Su, have you finished painting?"
"The painting is done." Su Li replied quickly.
Shu Jiu came over, but before he could see the painting, Song Ling had put it away.
?
Song Ling smiled, "In that case, Madam Su, we will take our leave now."
Then he said to Shu Jiu, "Go and bring Cheng An out."
Shu Jiu said "oh" and then went to the backyard to bring little Cheng'an out from behind.
When leaving, little Cheng'an was still a little reluctant. He looked at Lian Gu next to Su Li, almost crying, with a pout on his lips, looking extremely aggrieved.
Lian Gu had no choice but to comfort him, "Come back tomorrow, Black Tiger and I will be waiting for you."
The black tiger also wagged its tail in cooperation, and little Cheng'an stopped feeling sad. However, he was still a little reluctant when being led away.
In the evening, Su Li specifically told this matter to Grandma Wu and Grandpa. Everyone was very happy, but at the same time, they were inexplicably afraid, fearing that it would be bad news after inquiring. But after all, there was hope.
"We should thank them very much." said Old Man Su.
Mrs. Wu also nodded and said, "I have to thank them very much."
Chen said, "How about, when can we invite him to our house for dinner?"
"That's fine, but wouldn't a meal be too much..."
Chen said, "Indeed."
But I still need to think about how to express my gratitude.
At this moment, Mrs. Wu suddenly asked, "When will that young master leave?"
Su Li thought for a moment and said, "It should be in a few days."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Wu said, "It's still not too late."
Su Li was a little confused and didn't know what grandma meant. Then the next second, Mrs. Wu said she would make some warm clothes and boots for her.
Chen quickly agreed, "Yeah, why didn't I think of that? Mother is really smart."
Then the two began to discuss buying some goat skins to make them. Su Li wanted to say, it seems that a family like Mr. Song's should not be short of clothes and shoes?
After all, I heard that Mr. Song is a relative of Mrs. Lin? However, this is also the wish of grandma and mother, Su Li did not stop it.
She also thought to herself that she would make some easy-to-carry food for Young Master Song and the others to take with them.
Thinking this way, the day to go to Wen Mansion for a banquet soon arrived. Before Su Li came, she thought it was just a small gathering of Mrs. Lin and her friends, and they invited her to the banquet. Unexpectedly, after arriving, she found out that it was a birthday banquet, and it was Young Master Song's birthday banquet.
"Uncle Meng likes to eat mutton and fish, and Madam Su, you just need to take care of the rest." Early in the morning, Lin got up to take care of the arrangements, which was enough to show her concern for this birthday banquet.
Su Li, "Okay, Madam Lin."
The day before, the maid from the Wen Mansion had already told Su Li these words, and Su Li had also prepared the menu early on. Now all she had to do was follow it.
Today, besides Su Li, there were a few maids helping in the kitchen, so Su Li didn't have to work hard. There were twelve dishes in total, and it was just noon when they were ready.
"The dishes are served..." Maids and servants came in one after another, and then dishes were brought from the kitchen to the main hall.
In the main hall,
"Come, Uncle Meng, today is your 20th birthday. Try this braised lamb and see if it suits your taste." Lin looked at Song Ling lovingly while picking up some dishes for him. Song Ling's bowl was full of the dishes she had picked, almost forming a small mountain.
"Thank you, auntie."
Master Wen, who had recently been on leave at home, agreed, "You need to eat more. Your aunt has been complaining about you being too thin these days."
"Yes, Song Ling understands." Song Ling responded.
"He doesn't know how to take care of himself and has gotten himself into this state." Old Master Wen at the head of the table muttered in a low voice, but everyone else at the table heard it.
Song Ling naturally heard it too.
But he didn't speak.
How did it become like this? Song Ling didn't know. Perhaps it was because every time he ate, the blurred, bloody images of his loved ones surfaced before his eyes. Those miserable images, like a thorn in his flesh, tormented him constantly, making him unable to eat or sleep. Every time he thought of them, it was like returning to that day's sea of fire, tormenting his soul and body all over again. Only the sound of chanting could bring him peace of mind.
Now, he discovered one more thing.
"Try it quickly." Lin looked at Song Ling expectantly from the side. After spending some time together, Lin discovered that Song Ling ate very little every time they ate. If she hadn't persuaded him, he would hardly pick up his chopsticks. So Lin would pick up a bunch of dishes for Song Ling every time they ate.
"Okay." Song Ling then picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of braised lamb. The lamb looked delicious, but Song Ling only felt nauseous. He suppressed the surging impulse in his heart and took a light bite. However, the taste made him stunned.
"How is it? I specially asked Madam Su to cook it using our northern cooking method. It tastes good, right?" Lin looked at Song Ling gently and said.
Song Ling spoke after a while, "It's delicious."
It tastes as good as the ones his mother cooks. In his memory, the roasted lamb and roasted lamb trotters his mother cooks are the most delicious. Song Ling can never get enough of them. Every time he goes out and comes home, he asks his mother to cook for him. His mother always gently agrees to all his requests. His father would then be jealous and say that his mother doesn't love him and always cooks for her son but not for him.
Then, the father and son would start quarreling until Shen finished cooking and the eldest brother came back from school, and then they would sit down obediently and start eating.
But that day, when he returned home, he saw his mother's body lying in the kitchen...
From that day on, he never ate braised lamb again, nor did he celebrate his birthday again.
"If it tastes good, eat more." Lin picked up some food for Song Ling with concern.
"Okay." Song Ling ate the rest.
Seeing that he ate obediently, Lin was very happy. She then picked up some food for Xiao Cheng'an. Apart from Song Ling, the person Lin cared about the most was Xiao Cheng'an. She was especially distressed when she learned that such a smart child could not speak. But at the same time, she felt fortunate. Although he could not speak, he was alive. As long as he was alive, everything else was a small matter.
"Come, Xiao'an, have some. It's delicious." Xiao Cheng'an was also very thin and needed to be nourished. Lin picked up a piece of peeled fish with chopsticks and put it in Xiao Cheng'an's bowl. She was satisfied only when she saw him eat it.
Overall, this meal was very satisfying, especially for Mr. Wen and Master Wen. Because of the doctor's will, the two had to eat light meals in the past few years, and they had long been unable to bear it. But Mrs. Lin was a good housekeeper. As long as they were at home, they only had light boiled dishes to eat. If they wanted to eat big fish, meat, or greasy food, they could only eat it secretly outside. Thanks to Song Ling, they were able to eat such delicious food these days, which made the two of them very happy.
However, not long after the meal, Song Ling's words broke the entire atmosphere.
It turned out that Song Ling had said that he would be leaving in a few days.
The first one to react the most was Lin. God knows how long she had been waiting for the other party to come. How could she let him go so easily?
Her eyes immediately turned red, "Why are you leaving?"
"Can't you stay?"
"Yes, Uncle Meng, why are you leaving so soon?" Master Wen was also a little surprised.
Even Old Master Wen was a little surprised. Although he had known that the other party would leave sooner or later, he did not expect that this day would come so soon.
"Are you sure?" Old Master Wen didn't try to persuade him to stay. After he finished speaking, he continued, "The dangers of this journey are immeasurable. Are you really sure?"
Song Ling nodded, "Yes, confirmed."
Upon hearing this, Old Master Wen sighed and said, "Let's go, let's go." Once they all left, he could finally have some peace and quiet, without having to worry about him all day and do things that went against his original intention.
"Father-in-law..." Lin didn't expect that her father-in-law would agree to let Song Ling leave, so she quickly spoke out to stop him.
Old Master Wen didn't say anything, but what he was thinking in his heart was that if he could persuade her, he would have done so long ago, why wait until today.
Song Ling, "I'll leave Cheng'an to you."
Only then did Old Master Wen react, "Don't worry, I will teach him well."
If nothing else, because this child is the son of his favorite student, he will take good care of him.
Song Ling also knew this, so he was very confident in handing Cheng'an over to the other party.
"When do you plan to leave?" Mr. Wen asked.
"The day after tomorrow."
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Old Master Wen said to himself, but soon thought of the current situation in Wei, and said nothing more.
However, Lin next to her did not understand all this. She just wanted her friend's son to live well, get married and have children. She did not want him to take risks again or get hurt again. If she watched helplessly and did nothing, she would be sorry for her dead friend.
"Then stay." Lin interrupted.
"For me, for Cheng'an, can't you stay?"
Song Ling, "I'm sorry, aunt."
Lin finally gave up, knowing that no matter how much she said, she couldn't stop him...
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