Chapter 47 He seemed like a different person.
The streets, washed clean by the heavy rain, looked as if they had been washed clean. The smooth stone slabs reflected the afterglow of the setting sun.
"Why do you have to do this, kid?"
In the Sheng family ancestral hall, the helpless voice of Old Sheng was heard.
Sheng Qinyin, who was kneeling below, straightened her back, her face a little haggard, but her eyes were firm.
"Grandfather, I was wrong before. I only cared about my own personal feelings and ignored the future of our family. I am the daughter of the Sheng family and should consider the Sheng family's interests. Therefore, I am willing to enter the palace."
"Why should you be responsible for the future of the Sheng family?"
Elder Sheng turned his back, patted his chest, and after calming down, he said, "Grandfather has already arranged everything for you. You just need to go through the formalities of the selection. After that, when you return home, I will personally choose a good marriage for you."
Sheng Qiyin raised her head. "Then grandpa, could he possibly find a better match than that one?"
Elder Sheng was stunned, and suddenly felt sad. "If she's not as good as Jiang Keyu, then it can't be a good marriage?"
"I just want to be better than him!"
"You..." Mr. Sheng suddenly felt chest tightness and shortness of breath.
Sheng Qiyin clenched her fists, her eyes filled with resentment and grievance. "I've made up my mind. I beg for your blessing, Grandfather!"
*
At the stairs, Song Baoyuan pulled her daughter to a corner and whispered, "We should go pick up your brother. Go upstairs and call daddy."
"good!"
Jiang Suisui ran two steps, paused, pouted, and turned her head, "Why doesn't mother go herself?"
Song Baoyuan smiled gently and said, "Mom is waiting for you here."
"good!"
Jiang Suisui was confused by her mother's smile and didn't realize that she didn't answer her question at all.
“Daddy!”
Jiang Suisui ran and shouted, but before he reached the ground, Jiang Keyu had already heard the sound and came out.
He squatted down and picked up his daughter, and as he walked down the stairs, he whispered, "What's wrong?"
"It's time to pick up my brother!" Jiang Suisui clapped her hands, looking forward to it. "Then we'll go eat something delicious!"
"Um."
When they came, Song Baoyuan followed behind them with light steps.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Keyu stopped suddenly, and she was caught off guard and her head hit his shoulder.
Song Baoyuan covered her forehead and glanced at Jiang Keyu, who just turned around and met her eyes.
A little awkwardness spread.
"Ahem." Song Baoyuan cleared her throat. "Brother, you're not still angry, are you?"
"Angry?" Jiang Keyu had no expression on her face and spoke calmly, "Why should I be angry? I'm afraid that if I meddle in your affairs, I'll make you angry."
Song Baoyuan couldn't figure out his thoughts, so she had to agree with him, "I know you're doing this for my own good, so how could I blame you?"
Jiang Keyu lowered her eyes and said, "Let's go."
"good."
Song Baoyuan responded with a smile, and it was obvious that she was in a good mood.
Jiang Keyu: "..."
It feels like there is something stuck in my heart.
"Let's go pick up my brother!" Song Baoyuan pinched her daughter's face and teased her in a childish tone.
"Yeah!" Jiang Suisui raised his head excitedly, and his head hit his father's chin hard.
Jiang Keyu felt pain in her jaw: "..."
Even more depressed.
The puddles on the road reflected the dusk, but were ruthlessly crushed by the rolling wheels.
Jiang Chengyou, who had just finished school, jogged all the way, stepping into puddles and splashing water all the way.
Seeing the familiar figure in front of the carriage, he hurriedly stopped and rubbed his eyes, thinking he had seen it wrong.
Dad was standing not far away holding his sister, and Mom was waving at him, "Chengcheng!"
"mother!"
Jiang Chengyou ran over and hugged his mother who was squatting down to greet him.
"Are you tired today?" Song Baoyuan touched his head and asked affectionately.
Jiang Chengyou twisted his body, as if he was a little shy, "I won't feel tired when I see my mother!"
"Really?"
Song Baoyuan couldn't hide her smile, as if she was overjoyed.
Jiang Keyu snorted lightly, feeling ignored. "You've already learned to sweet-talk at such a young age?"
The mother and son stopped at the same time.
Jiang Chengyou reacted first, broke free from his mother's arms, and said politely, "Dad."
The atmosphere suddenly became cold. Jiang Keyu was not unaware that she seemed to have said something wrong.
"Ahem." He took a half step back and said softly, "Get in the car."
Jiang Chengyou looked back at his mother, and when he saw her nod, he jumped and got on the carriage first.
We had already arranged everything in advance, and the restaurant had already furnished the rooms and prepared the food. Not only were the dishes delicious, but the riverside scenery was also very pleasant.
Jiang Chengyou and Jiang Suisui leaned against the window and looked out. What they saw were trees, rivers, mountains and towering towers.
The two of them huddled together and chattered, pointing up and down.
Song Baoyuan set the table and placed the dishes for the children close to them.
By the way, he glanced at the opposite side and said, "Didn't brother say that he bought a gift for Chengcheng?"
Before Jiang Keyu could react, Jiang Chengyou turned his head and met his father's gaze. He scratched his head and pretended to look away casually.
"Jiang Chengyou, what did you learn in class today?"
When his father suddenly asked, Jiang Chengyou's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
He turned around and swallowed his saliva. "Today, today the teacher will teach you the Thousand Character Classic."
"Recite it and listen to it."
Jiang Chengyou clasped his hands together nervously, his face filled with serious recollection. "The sky and earth are dark and yellow, the universe is vast and boundless. The sun and the moon wax and wane, the constellations of Chen, Chen..."
He began to look around.
Song Baoyuan opened her mouth quietly and gave a silent reminder.
"Chen Su..." Jiang Chengyou tried hard to identify his mother's lip shape.
Jiang Keyu noticed his little movement and glanced sideways, following his gaze. Song Baoyuan instantly restrained her expression and pretended she had done nothing.
"Stand out!" Jiang Chengyou spoke up in time to draw his father's attention back. "The stars are spread out. Winter comes and summer goes, autumn harvests and winter stores."
He forced a smile and said, "The teacher only taught me these few words today."
"So what do these sentences mean?"
Jiang Chengyou: "..."
He gradually lowered his head. If he had known that the teacher would talk about this, he would not have fallen asleep.
Seeing this, Song Baoyuan raised her eyebrows, winked at Jiang Suisui, and touched her belly.
"I'm hungry!" Jiang Suisui got the hint and snuggled into her father's arms. "I'm hungry!"
"Then let's eat first." Song Baoyuan said, "Chengcheng, come here and sit next to mother."
Jiang Chengyou immediately came over and felt safe next to his mother.
How could Jiang Keyu not know that the three of them were cooperating? Just as he was about to speak, he saw Song Baoyuan opposite him with a kind smile and picked up a piece of fish belly for him.
"Sui Sui has grown up and has become quite large. Brother must be tired after holding her for so long today. Come and try this fish and see if it tastes better than the one at home."
Jiang Keyu swallowed the words back when they were about to come out of her mouth.
He nodded, picked up the fish with his chopsticks, and fed it to his daughter sitting on his lap first. "Is it delicious?"
"Um!"
Jiang Suisui nodded like pounding garlic, swaying his head from side to side, and anyone could see that he was very happy.
Jiang Keyu couldn't help but touch her daughter's cute face, turned her head to look at her son opposite her, hesitated, and put down her chopsticks.
He groped towards his waist, took out a small wooden box about the length of his index finger and the width of two fingernails, and placed it in front of his son.
Jiang Chengyou, holding the bowl of rice, looked incredulous.
Dad gave him a gift.
"For me?" His eyes sparkled, yet he was confused. "Why would Daddy suddenly give me a gift?"
Even his mouth was faster than his brain, "Could it be that my sister doesn't want it?"
Jiang Keyu was stunned. "How could Dad be so partial?"
Jiang Chengyou pursed his lips and tilted his head towards his mother.
"You have to be partial to me, you have to be partial to me!" Jiang Suisui danced with joy, her face full of innocence, "You all have to be partial to my sister!"
Song Baoyuan burst out laughing.
"Ahem." Jiang Keyu held down her jubilant daughter and said seriously, "You and your sister are the same. Daddy will naturally give you whatever you want."
Jiang Chengyou opened his eyes wide, "Really?"
"certainly."
"Mr. Zheng brought his pet raccoon to class today!" Jiang Chengyou gestured with his hands. "It's so cute!"
Jiang Keyu's eyelids twitched, "So you want it too?"
"If I can raise one..." Jiang Chengyou's eyes lit up, "I want a little tiger!"
Jiang Keyu: "..."
Sometimes, he really doesn't want to hit the child.
From his speechless expression, Song Baoyuan could probably guess what he was thinking and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Before Jiang Keyu could scold her, she quickly said, "Chengcheng doesn't need to raise a little tiger. Chengcheng himself is the little tiger. Awooo!"
She stretched out her tiger paws, wrinkled her face, and pressed it against her son's forehead.
"Awoo awoo!" Jiang Chengyou imitated her, showing his teeth and claws, and smiling brightly.
Jiang Suisui was anxious to join in, so she swung her father's arm from side to side, and bared her teeth at her brother, as if she wanted to see who could play the more ferocious little tiger.
Jiang Keyu held her forehead, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Looking through the gaps between her fingers, Song Baoyuan, with an exaggerated expression, mingled with the child.
But how could he remember that Ayuan was not like this before?
She was always quiet, shy, gentle and kind, not like now.
Cheerful, childish, and with such vivid expressions, it's like he's become a different person.
*
"Shh!"
"Shhh!"
In the middle of the night, the whistles continued to blow, disturbing the peace in the house.
Just because the gift Jiang Keyu bought for her son was a jade whistle.
At first, Song Baoyuan didn't care, thinking that Jiang Chengyou would be subdued by his father soon.
Who would have thought that after a quarter of an hour, the whistle was still blowing cheerfully.
Unable to bear it any longer, Song Baoyuan got up from the bed in confusion, put on a coat, and ran out of the room.
In the yard, Jiang Chengyou was running around blowing a whistle, and Jiang Suisui was chasing him with his short legs, shouting, "Brother, let me play with you!"
Jiang Keyu, sitting on a stone bench nearby, was wearing a white nightgown and a dark blue coat. He had obviously gone out on a whim as well. But he just calmly watched the children chasing each other, with no intention of intervening.
Song Baoyuan approached in surprise, feeling like she was dreaming, "It's so late, and you're still bringing them out here to play?"
Jiang Keyu glanced sideways, "When I came, they were already like this."
"You don't care?"
"Didn't you say that their happiness is the most important thing?" Jiang Keyu said seriously, "I'm just afraid that if I intervene, someone will think I'm a spoilsport."
Song Baoyuan: “?”
"Anyway, there's no one else living nearby, so they can't disturb anyone else." Jiang Keyu rubbed his brows, "Let them do as they please."
Song Baoyuan hesitated to speak.
He must have done it on purpose.
Yin Yang Does she indulge her children on a daily basis?
"But Chengcheng has to go to school tomorrow. What if he can't get up tomorrow morning?"
Jiang Keyu frowned slightly, as if thinking seriously, "Then let Liu'an ask for leave for him and he won't go tomorrow."
Song Baoyuan: "..."
"Shhh!"
Jiang Chengyou ran to her side, blowing the whistle while hiding from his sister.
"Mom!" Jiang Suisui tugged at the corner of her clothes and shook them, "I want one too!"
"That's not fun." Song Baoyuan grabbed a child with each hand and said, "It's late. You two should go back to bed and play tomorrow, okay?"
Jiang Suisui pouted, "No!"
Seeing that her mother didn't allow it, she continued to pursue her brother.
"Shhh!" Jiang Chengyou blew continuously as if to challenge.
The two little kids broke free from their mother's hands and ran away happily.
"Huh?"
They were like loaches, and Song Baoyuan couldn't catch them at all.
When she turned around, Jiang Keyu was still calm and composed, and even advised her, "Forget it, it's just the child."
Song Baoyuan: "..."
Why didn't I realize before that he was the kind of person who would play such a trick?
Song Baoyuan sat down nearby, staring at the two little kids who didn't seem tired, and gradually felt worried.
"Why did you buy him a whistle?"
It sounded like a complaint. Jiang Keyu raised her eyebrows slightly, "To prevent him from getting lost, so that I can find him more easily."
Song Baoyuan turned her back, yawned, and a layer of mist appeared in her eyes.
She had already exhausted all her energy while playing with the children at the restaurant today, and now she was really a little sleepy.
She rested her elbows on the table, her face resting on her palms, her heavy eyelids drooping as she felt drowsy.
"Shhh!"
"Bang!"
Awakened by the sudden whistle, Song Baoyuan's face slipped from her palm. She felt a moment of panic as if she had lost weight, and her chin almost hit the table.
She looked up and saw Jiang Keyu looking at her with a half-smile.
"Alright!" Song Baoyuan said, "Next time, you can test him. I won't interfere."
There was a hint of resentment in her expression, which was inexplicably cute, making Jiang Keyu laugh. "Really?"
Song Baoyuan thought he was deliberately playing tricks on her, and responded with a hint of indignation, "Yeah."
"Well, it shouldn't be considered meddling if I discipline my son."
Song Baoyuan: "..."
It turns out that he was holding a grudge.
"Hmm." She smacked her head expressionlessly.
Jiang Keyu laughed, then realized that his gaze stayed on her face for too long.
"Ahem." He turned away, suddenly serious, "Jiang Chengyou!"
Jiang Chengyou was suddenly startled. Without waiting for his father to say anything, he hurriedly turned around and ran into the house, pulling his sister.
Song Baoyuan felt depressed. Is she so obedient in front of her father?
Should she be more aggressive in the future?
Thinking of this, she frowned and tried to put on a fierce expression.
Jiang Keyu, who had just pretended to be stern, suddenly smiled.
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