Chapter 53 It doesn’t matter if Yan Xiao changes his father, right?
As the sky gradually darkened, Jiang Keyu had no idea that someone upstairs was looking at her with suspicion.
He sat for a while and then left the teahouse alone.
When school was over, Jiang Chengyou was full of energy and was the first to rush out of the classroom and run outside.
Seeing a familiar figure under the shade of a tree, he hurriedly stopped, wanting to recognize it but not sure.
After hesitating for a long time, he picked up the jade whistle hanging on his waist and blew it.
Jiang Keyu turned around.
"father!"
The moment he confirmed that it was his father, Jiang Chengyou went over everything the teacher had said in class in his mind.
I feel lucky that I didn't sleep today.
He trotted over to his father and looked around, "Dad, why are you here?"
"I'm here to take you home." Jiang Keyu squatted down and saw his surprised face. She couldn't help but ask, "Are you disappointed to see that only Daddy came here?"
Jiang Chengyou was stunned for a moment, then shook his head after realizing what was happening. "No, it's just that Daddy has time, so shouldn't he be taking care of my sister?"
He tilted his head, his eyes filled with confusion, not a trace of dissatisfaction.
Jiang Keyu actually felt a little guilty.
He asked himself if he was biased. His son was a little naughty and his mother loved him, so he couldn't bear to blame or scold him. As a father, he should be strict.
"Sister, you're with your mother." He reached out and picked up his son, walked towards the market, and asked, "Would you like some candied haws?"
"I do!" Jiang Chengyou answered without hesitation, then felt guilty, "But my mother said that eating too much candied haws will damage your teeth, so I can't eat too much."
Jiang Keyu patted his head and lowered her voice, "Then don't tell her."
Jiang Chengyou felt surprised and excited, but it was hard not to suspect that this was a trap, "Daddy."
"Um?"
"Aren't you going to ask me about my homework?"
Jiang Keyu glanced at him and said, "Let's forget about it today."
Happiness came too suddenly, and Jiang Chengyou had a sense of unreality. Not only did his father not ask about his homework, he also bought him delicious food and was not even mean to him at all.
He couldn't help but ask directly: "Why is Daddy so nice today?"
Jiang Keyu handed him the candied haws and poked him between the eyebrows.
Jiang Chengyou tilted his head, smiling innocently with curved eyebrows.
"After this, you may not see daddy often." Jiang Keyu said suddenly.
Jiang Chengyou took a bite of the candied haws, his right cheek puffed up, and he asked vaguely, "Why?"
"Because Daddy will be very busy."
"oh."
Jiang Chengyou nodded.
His reaction was so indifferent that Jiang Keyu couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you unhappy?"
Jiang Chengyou chewed a candied haws with a dazed expression. After swallowing the food in his mouth, he replied, "Dad did this before too. My sister and I were still asleep, and Dad went out. My sister and I went to bed, and Dad didn't come back."
"no the same."
Jiang Chengyou's little head was confused, "What's the difference?"
Jiang Keyu couldn't explain it either.
"Just don't replace my mother." Jiang Chengyou muttered.
Jiang Keyu raised his eyebrows when he heard this. An immature thought came to his mind, prompting him to ask curiously, "What if your mother wants to change your father?"
Jiang Chengyou was stunned by something he had never imagined.
Jiang Keyu stared at his face and became nervous.
After thinking for a while, Jiang Chengyou tightened his face and said seriously, "Don't worry, Daddy. Even if Mom doesn't want you anymore, I'm still your biological child. I will definitely recognize you!"
Jiang Keyu: “…”
In a fit of rage, he couldn't help but pinch Jiang Chengyou's soft face, "You want to die if you change your mother, but it doesn't matter if you change your father, right?"
He was angry and confused, "Why? Is Daddy so mean to you?"
Daddy's pinch on his face wasn't strong, so Jiang Chengyou easily broke free, still laughing. "Mom is so good. If she doesn't want me anymore, it must be my fault. If Mom doesn't want me anymore, it must be my fault. Then if Mom doesn't want Daddy anymore, it must be Daddy's fault too!"
Jiang Keyu was stunned and had no way to refute.
*
At night, the candlelight in the house flickered.
Song Baoyuan's long black hair was loose, she was only wearing a white nightgown, sitting with her back against the bed frame, looking as beautiful as a painting.
She lowered her eyes and combed the hair of her daughter who was lying on her chest.
"Mommy smells so good!" Jiang Suisui said coquettishly in a baby voice.
Song Baoyuan laughed and gently stroked her head with her palm.
The door was suddenly pushed open. The mother and daughter looked towards the door together and saw Jiang Chengyou jogging towards them with a small pillow in his arms.
"Brother!" Jiang Suisui opened her arms, acting as a messenger of justice, and stopped him from going to bed. "Daddy said that brother is a boy and can't always sleep with mother!"
"Daddy's not here!"
Jiang Chengyou pushed his sister away, turned over flexibly, climbed onto the bed, and lay down next to his mother with his legs spread out.
Jiang Suisui rolled over on the bed, put her hands on her hips and asked, "Where is Daddy?"
"Dad said he's been very busy lately."
Song Baoyuan spread out the quilt silently, thinking about something.
Are you suddenly too busy to show up?
She felt something was wrong, but it was not uncommon for him to be present at the Dali Temple due to an emergency.
It's hard to find fault with being busy.
"Mom!" Jiang Suisui leaned close to her mother, "When will Daddy come back?"
Song Baoyuan lay down with her daughter in her arms, avoiding the topic and asking, "What's wrong? Isn't it enough for your mother to accompany you?"
"No!"
Jiang Suisui hugged her mother's arms tightly, mumbling, "Mom is the best, Suisui loves Mom the most."
Song Baoyuan chuckled and absentmindedly patted her daughter's belly to coax her to sleep.
She didn't expect that in the days to come, Jiang Keyu would often send Lu'an to pick up Suisui, pick up Chengcheng from school, and send many gifts home.
He had never left her life, but he had not appeared in front of her for a long time.
In the teahouse, Song Baoyuan and Liu An sat opposite each other and pushed the celadon bottle to the opposite side.
"This is green fruit wine, something ordinary families can also brew. Although it's not particularly precious or rare, it best represents our dynasty. This is because the green fruit used to brew this wine is only grown in abundance within the Dali territory."
Liu An placed the porcelain bottle in his hands, turned it, and looked at it carefully.
"Have you ever drunk it, Princess?"
Liu An opened the cork, poured the pure brew into the cup, and tasted it carefully, "I've drunk it now."
She nodded. "Not bad."
Song Baoyuan pulled out another white porcelain bottle from behind her. "This is Pear Blossom Drunk, the best-selling wine in Qianqian Pavilion. Unlike other pear blossom-based wines sold in the market, this one has a unique Song family craftsmanship that makes it more mellow and more fragrant."
"I know that." Liu An eagerly snatched it from her hand, "and I love to drink it."
Just smelling it makes you feel intoxicated.
Song Baoyuan said seriously, "The princess said that we should choose the wine that best represents Dali. So, I chose the two most suitable ones from the hundreds of fine brews in Qianqian Pavilion."
"You have the uniqueness of Dali, and you also want your Song family to be indispensable. You're quite scheming." Liu An smiled and said, "Not bad."
"If the princess can really bring these two kinds of wine out of Dali, perhaps she can open up foreign sales channels."
Liu An nodded, "This is the result your majesty wants."
There was a commotion outside. Song Baoyuan glanced out the window and said, "Princess, please take your time to savor it. I'll go out and take a look."
"What's wrong?"
Seeing a group of people gathered in the lobby, Song Baoyuan hurried downstairs and went forward to ask.
"Do you know how expensive my clothes are? Can you afford it?"
Cen Zhou was grabbed by a middle-aged man and was not allowed to leave.
"Your guy spilled tea on me and soiled my clothes, and he still refuses to admit it!"
When he saw Song Baoyuan, the middle-aged man took the initiative to attract her.
"He hit me!" Cen Zhou complained, "He's confusing right and wrong."
"Okay, go do something else first." Song Baoyuan said softly, turning around with a calm expression, "Since the clothes were soiled here, we naturally have to take responsibility."
Seeing her sincere attitude, the middle-aged man's expression eased a little.
"Zhang Lao, help this customer clean up."
"Forget it! Forget it!" The middle-aged man waved his hand. "I'm not looking for trouble. I just can't stand this guy! It's like someone owes him a million or eight hundred thousand."
"Don't bother with him!" Zhang Lao came over, "Just tell me if you need anything."
The middle-aged man glared at Cen Zhou before leaving with Zhang Lao, and the other onlookers also dispersed.
"It's a small matter." Song Baoyuan walked towards the counter. Seeing that Cen Zhou was not convinced, she had to say something to comfort him. "Okay, it's just a small matter. I didn't mean to make things difficult for you."
Xu Pingsheng, who was standing at the counter, sighed, "If you hadn't arrived in time, Madam Song, this brat would have made a big mess of things."
Cen Zhou lowered his head and walked away.
"Look at him!" Xu Pingsheng shook his head repeatedly.
Song Baoyuan laughed. "He's still young, so it's normal for him to be a little childish. He's more assertive, while Zhang Lao is used to giving in. They complement each other quite well. Even if I hadn't come, the problem would have been solved."
"Madam Song is really optimistic."
"Of course. Even if we take a step back, we still have you, Xu Xiucai, as our pillar of support. What do I have to worry about?" Song Baoyuan looked natural and spoke in a relaxed tone, giving people a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze.
Xu Pingsheng waved his hands repeatedly, "I don't deserve it. Let's not talk about other things. As for this kid Cen Zhou, only you, Madam Song, can control him. I can't do anything about it."
He sighed, "I'm just a rock to support the scene at best. Madam Song is the real anchor!"
Song Baoyuan was amused by his exaggerated expression.
She was chatting and laughing with others, so lively that she was seen by the people outside the teahouse and sitting in the carriage.
Liu'an asked listlessly, "My dear, can't we go in and sit down?"
After a long time, Jiang Keyu's voice came through the car curtain, "Forget it."
After a pause, he asked again, "Do you feel that Madam is a little different from before?"
It was this question again. Liu'an held his face, rolled his eyes, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
But in the end, he couldn't stand it anymore, "That must be different!"
He was somewhat helpless. "Qiaoyin and Qiaoyue both said that Madam's temperament used to be similar to that of the young lady. It's just that Madam was unlucky. She fell in love with you, my dear, and feared that there was something wrong with her, so she restrained her temperament. This is normal. Love, after all, can make people become cowards. If the other person shows even the slightest dislike, she will hide away and not dare to show up."
The more Jiang Keyu listened, the more she felt something was wrong. She lifted the car curtain in a bad mood and asked, "Who are you scolding?"
Liu'an pursed his lips, looking honest.
Jiang Keyu: “…”
Across the alley, a young woman pointed at Song Baoyuan in the teahouse and said, "Don't you want money? That woman is an abandoned woman. Although she's an orphan and a widow, she's very rich. Her daughter often appears around here, and she's only three years old. If you can catch her, you can get the money."
When the three beggars heard this, they looked at each other and gradually their eyes became fierce.
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