29. Dandy (4)

When Duan Qingen came back, he was led to Miao's yard by the people around her. As soon as he entered the house, he saw his good stepmother leaning on the couch with a white face, reaching out to take the medicine bowl handed over by the maid.

"Mother!"

The young man, whose clothes were a little messy because he had been rescuing victims, strode to the bed. His handsome young face was full of joy: "Mom is awake. Is there any discomfort on your body? Can the doctor take a look at it for you?" "

As soon as Mrs. Miao regained her breath, she saw the hateful face of her stepson. She couldn't swallow her breath and started coughing again.

This time she was not pretending to be sick as usual, but she was actually sick from the gas. Her coughing was no longer weak and pitiful, but earth-shattering as if she was about to cough up her lungs.

"Cough cough cough cough cough -"

"Mother, mother, are you okay? Hurry, call the doctor again!!" When the son saw that his mother was sick, he was naturally anxious. Duan Qingen's face was full of anxiety at this moment. While supporting Miao who was coughing, he asked her The girl waiting beside you.

"Where's the doctor? Didn't I call the doctor when I went out?"

"My wife has been much better just now. The doctor prescribed medicine again, and this slave sent the doctor away." The girl didn't dare to say anything to her master, so she quickly knelt down and said, "Brother, don't worry, I will go and ask the doctor right now."

"Go, go, go!!"

Duan Qingen hurried the person away, and while helping Miao lie down, he said to the people around him: "Zhuzi, go and get the right cards and then go to the shop to pay the money. My mother is not cured. It seems that we are the one who asked for it." The blessings are not enough, and not enough victims have been saved."

"Cough cough cough cough... don't, don't go!" When Miao, who was struggling to breathe, heard this, she grabbed Duan Qing'en's sleeve with heartache, and with difficulty showed a motherly smile on her face: "Mother ...It's okay, now, cough cough cough...I'm almost fine now."

"What are you talking about, mother? You're coughing like this. As a son, how can you just let your mother get sick?"

"I...cough cough cough cough...I'm fine. It's just an old problem. I'll be cured after a while."

Miao finished speaking intermittently. Seeing that Duan Qingen's face looked like he didn't want to listen to him, he quickly tried to calm his breathing and changed the topic: "Brother Eng, why did you suddenly think of relieving the victims, but who told you what? ?”

She had been thinking about this on the bed before. Duan Qingen grew up in the hands of the Miao family. For this stepson, she thought she had him firmly in the palm of her hand. Logically speaking, he could not cause too much trouble. That's it.

He suddenly wanted to use the money from her dowry shop to help the victims, so it would not be unreasonable. After much thought, Miao settled on Mrs. He from the Duke He's mansion.

It is said that people become better with age. This old lady had killed her in the Duke's Mansion before. She was afraid that she might have said something to Duan Qing'en while she was away, so she made this stepson who always followed her wishes do this. Waiting for something.

Duan Qingen's answer was not what Miao expected. The fifteen-year-old boy sat on the couch with a confused look on his face: "No one said anything to my son. It's just that my son saw that the victims were pitiful, and he saw other adults in the house. Someone was giving rice and food to the victims, and when the victims went to get some porridge, they kept saying that they would remember this kindness for the rest of their lives, and that the Buddha would definitely protect that person's safety and health. The son then thought of his mother. "

As he said this, he smiled at Mr. Miao as if he was taking credit: "My mother is weak and suffers from angina pectoris, but every time the doctor comes, nothing can be found. My son feels uncomfortable when he sees it, so he thinks of this method." "Mom, you believe in Buddhism, let's save more blessings, and your body will surely become healthier in the future."

Miao's face was pale, and she managed to squeeze out a smile, "Brother Neng is still thinking about his mother. Finally, I didn't hurt you in vain."

She was about to burst inside.

She was pretending to be ill, and she believed in Buddhism because it would make people think she was kind-hearted, which would help her build a good reputation. But it happened that these things that were made up and were untrue were actually taken seriously by this brat, causing her to lose money. So much silver.

It would be fine if it was the Duan family's own silver. After all, he didn't feel bad if it didn't go into his pocket. But Duan's father never let his son spend more money. Miao didn't dare to go against her husband's wishes, and she didn't want Duan Qing'en to be controlled like this. After learning it well, he gave him his own pair of cards.

I originally thought that he was just a young man, and even if he played with all the new gadgets in the capital, he wouldn't be able to waste much money. But who would have thought that he would actually use the money to help the victims!

Just throw away a bunch of money and go out. What he did was a good thing, and he was named because of her. No matter how much Miao wanted to label Duan Qingen as the most popular person who secretly took money from the house, she didn't pay attention to it. .

The most irritating thing was that she had obviously lost a lot of money due to this little beast's sudden stroke of genius, yet she still kept smiling and praising him for a good job.

Is there anything more disgusting than this in the world?

Miao was so disgusted that she couldn't praise Duan Qing'en anymore. She tried her best to maintain a motherly smile on her face and said to Duan Qing'en: "You are tired today, so don't stay here with me." Don't worry, I'd better go back to the yard and have a good rest before I get sick again."

Before Duan Qingen took a rest, no matter how sleepy she was, she didn't dare to lie down and close her eyes. What if this little beast ran out to spread his wealth while she was asleep? She couldn't take back the cards, so she had to Staring so hard.

"My son was sick when he was a child, and his mother took care of him at the bedside with nothing to do. Now that his mother is sick, his son will naturally take care of you just like you took care of me before."

As he said that, Duan Qingen stood up and picked up the medicine that the maid had placed on the table.

"When I came in just now, I saw that my mother seemed to want to drink the medicine. Your son will feed you."

Miao didn't want her stepson to feed her at all. She was afraid that she would feel sick, so she forced herself to drive him away. "There are so many people here to serve, why do you have to do it yourself? Okay, go and rest quickly. When I feel better tomorrow, you can come to my yard and tell me how you saved He's brother."

Duan's father heard this as soon as he entered the door, and immediately asked, "What do you mean by saving He's brother?"

When Miao saw him come in, her expression froze again. She always praised Duan Qingen in front of Duan's father and belittled him secretly. How could she be willing to let Duan's father hear such a good deed as saving people.

She opened her mouth, blurting out Duan Qingen's contribution, and said lightly: "Today Qingen went to visit Duke He's house, and happened to see He's son fall into the water, and he helped save him."

Father Duan was smart in the officialdom, and he always handled official business very well, but perhaps because he was fully focused on his work, he was very easy to fool about family matters. After hearing what Miao said, he just thought that He Lisheng fell into the water, and Duan Qingen happened to help call people nearby.

"Brother En did the right thing, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, but doing good deeds does not require rewards. Although you helped He's son today, don't regard yourself as a lifesaver, just get along with him normally."

Miao was relieved to see that Father Duan really didn't take it seriously as she wished.

Duke He has such a high prestige. If my husband knew that the old lady and Madam He of the He family were very grateful to Duan Qingen, it would be inevitable that he would change his opinion of him because of this matter, and how would it affect her brother Song?

Duan Qingen called his father and bowed politely since he entered the door. When he saw his father sitting down, he replied: "Don't worry, father, I know it of course. Besides, I have a good relationship with Lisheng. If he fell into the water, it is only right for me to jump in to save him. I believe if it were me, he would do the same."

"You jumped in?!"

When he heard that his son actually jumped in to save someone, the indifferent expression on Duan's father's face suddenly changed, and he stood up suddenly, "Asshole! You obviously can't swim, why did you jump in?!"

"I didn't go down empty-handed. Before I went down, I kicked the screen down and threw it into the water. I saw that the screen could float up, so I went into the water to save people."

"You! You still threw the screen! ! Foolish!!"

Duan's father pointed at Duan Qingen with his index finger, his voice shaking with anger: "What did I teach you? Huh?! I taught you that a gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall! Do you think you will be fine if you throw the screen in? What if the screen also floats? What if you sink with him? A drowning person will hold on to anything he encounters. What if He's brother is too scared and drags you into the water? ! Have you thought about it? Huh? ! Have you thought about it! ! "Miao originally thought that it was hopeless to blow pillow wind, but when she saw that Duan's father was so furious, she was immediately happy. Regardless of her itchy throat, she kept persuading him: "Husband, don't blame En'er. Isn't he also trying to save people? The situation was urgent at the time, and there was no time to think so much. Children, if you have one or two friends, you will know that they are lifelong friends. It is normal to be impulsive. En'er, apologize to your father quickly... cough cough cough, hurry up." She felt that she said this beautifully, and it seemed that she was speaking for Duan Qingen and persuading Duan's father not to be angry with his son. In fact, Duan Qingen had just saved someone and needed praise. Duan's father did not praise him but scolded him, and she asked him to apologize. It would be strange if this kid would listen. Maybe she would jump up and confront Duan's father. At that time, she would add fuel to the fire and could not let the father and son have a rift.

And she, the stepmother who had to speak for her stepson while she was sick, must be very kind and gentle in Duan's father's heart.

Miao was very happy, but Duan Qingen did not stick his neck and apologize as she thought, but seemed to be frightened and knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Father, don't be angry, I know I was wrong, my mother's illness is not fully recovered, she has angina pectoris and cannot be frightened, please don't scare her."

Miao, who was not frightened at all and was very happy to watch the show: "..."

Did this kid take the wrong medicine today?

Father Duan was furious because his son didn't know how to take care of himself. When he saw that he admitted his mistake and was worried about Miao, his anger was mostly gone and he sat back down: "Since you know that your mother can't be frightened, you actually went into the water to save people regardless of your own safety. Don't think about your mother who loves you the most. If you really have any problems, she will be the one who suffers the most." Duan Qingen knelt on the ground and raised his head to look at Miao. "Ah, yes." Miao quickly wiped her eyes with a handkerchief, "En'er, if something happens to you, what will happen to your mother for the rest of her life? You are too impulsive."

"It's my fault for making my mother worry."

He admitted his mistake with a very good attitude, and said with a face full of shame: "It's just that my son and Lisheng are not what my mother said. We grew up together and have a very good relationship. We also agreed to become family friends after we each get married in the future, just like my father and Uncle Hu. The two of them met before they passed the imperial examination. They have always regarded each other as close friends for so many years. Now they are serving in the court together. Although they are not brothers, they are as close as brothers."

"My son believes that if the situation today happened to my father, he would definitely try his best to save Uncle Hu."

This made Duan's father feel much more at ease. He and his good friend Mr. Hu had indeed met when they were both poor students. At that time, they had not yet taken the scientific examination. Now, so many years have passed in the blink of an eye, and they have both become members of the imperial court. Member of the Central Committee.

Looking back now, back then, they could trust each other with their lives. Even now, if one commits something, the other will definitely do his best to keep him safe.

This is the friendship between gentlemen. Although he usually doesn't show it, once his friend is in danger, even if he may be implicated, he will definitely save him.

The more Father Duan thought about it, the more comfortable he felt. He had always felt that although his eldest son looked similar to him, he had a very flamboyant temperament and liked fine clothes and delicious food, but he was not actually like him.

This child was born to him after his wife narrowly escaped death. Before she died, she asked him to take good care of their son. Duan's father naturally had a deeper affection for him than his younger son, and he also expected him to become a talented person. Reliance.

It's just that this child has not been very obedient since he was a child. He is not good at literature and martial arts. His talent is probably not followed by his father, so Father Duan is inevitably a little disappointed.

Now that he saw that Duan Qing'en was as willing to go to all lengths for his friends as he was, he felt a lot more comforted.

Although this child is not good at studying and has a flamboyant temper, he still has a very good nature.

She felt in her heart that she was indeed his child and that she was of the same blood as him, so the words she spoke were gentler. Compared to the scolding just now, it was soothing now.

"Dad is not telling you to ignore your friends. He is just telling you to think more carefully before doing things. You are my eldest son. You should think more about your family when you act. Think about what happens to your mother and I if something happens to you. How."

Duan Qingen raised his head and looked at Miao with lingering fear, "What my father taught me is that my son will not be so impulsive next time."

"Well, if you know your mistakes and can correct them, there is no greater good. Although you put yourself in danger, it was also for your friends. As a father, you can understand, so the merits and demerits are offset. But since you have already known your mistakes, I will reward you. Tell me if there is anything you want. If I have it, I will give it to you."

Mrs. Miao was already furious, but now she heard that Duan's father actually wanted Duan Qing'en to pick something for the reward, and she was even more furious.

Her brother Song had been smart since he was young, studied hard, and made friends with many aristocratic children outside, but he had never been rewarded by his husband. How could Duan Qingen be rewarded for doing something wrong and then admitting it?

It's too unfair!

Jealousy surged in her heart, but Miao couldn't express what was in her heart, so she kept a smile on her face and echoed, "What your father said is that Engel should be rewarded for saving people. In this way, you can have the things that mother has here." How about I reward you with whatever you value?"

"real?!"

The face of the young man kneeling on the ground immediately showed undisguised joy. Seeing this, the depression in Miao's heart gradually dissipated. He secretly thought that he was indeed a ruthless man. If Brother Song heard this, he would definitely say Saying "Doing good deeds is what you should do, and you don't need to be rewarded." People will praise him for his pure and kind thoughts.

Nowadays, it is said that gentlemen do not like things that smell like gold. Duan's father is naturally such a person. Duan Qing'en is used to it. If he asks for expensive things at this time, Duan's father will inevitably be a little unhappy.

While she was gloating about her misfortune, she was expecting Duan Qingen to ask for valuable items soon, but Duan's father did not expect this. He only looked at his eldest son's happy face and felt a little relieved.

He had been busy in the court and had no time to cultivate a relationship with his son. When they met, he either asked about homework or scolded him. This was the first time he said he would reward him with something. He didn't expect this boy to be so happy.

There was love in his eyes, and he couldn't help but smile a little on his face, "Of course it's true, can your father and mother still lie to you? Just say whatever you want, as long as I can give it to you. Here you go, it’s okay to stand up and talk, even if you kneel on the ground, it won’t feel cold.”

Duan Qingen had no intention of refusing at all. Ma Liu stood up and smiled with his teeth exposed, "Then please ask father to go outside the city and give some more porridge to the victims. Mother is not in good health. Let's save more victims. , to save blessings for my mother, she is feeling unwell again, and she was coughing badly just now. My son looked distressed, and now he has taken the money and exchanged it for food for the victims. Now he sees that his mother is feeling better. "

Duan's father had just come back and didn't know what was going on. After hearing this, he turned to look at Miao with a little concern: "When I came in before, my servants said that you were not feeling well. I just thought it was because of your old problem. It’s so serious, but I’ll ask the doctor to take a look. If he doesn’t think it’s right, use my name to go to the palace and ask the doctor to take a look.”

Miao didn't have any illness in the first place. She used an outside doctor who she gave money to, but he could help hide it. She was furious and said that she had committed an old crime. If the imperial doctor from the palace came, he wouldn't help her. Hidden.

Afraid that Duan's father would really find an imperial doctor, she hurriedly refused: "It's just some old problems. If you don't bother the imperial doctor, you can just take care of them."

"It's not something that can be postponed if your illness is not getting better intermittently. Since the doctor is not optimistic about it, then as Eng Ge'er said, our family will donate some food to seek blessings and nothing else. Please be safe."

Duan's father didn't manage the inner house very much. The Duan family had always been in charge of the inner house's accounts by the same people as before. It was because of them that Miao didn't dare to take money from them.

He didn't care about the house, so naturally he didn't know the hard work of the housekeeper. He opened his mouth and said to the people waiting beside him: "Go to Butler Liu and get the right cards. Then tell him that it's my intention and ask him to pay five from the account." One hundred taels, go and exchange it for rice and porridge.”

"yes."

The man was about to retreat, but Duan Qingen, who was still standing, stopped him directly, "Why bother, I have a pair of cards here, just give it to Butler Liu and ask him to collect the money."

Miao's eyes widened for a moment, then quickly calmed down. Under the quilt, her hands were twisting the handkerchief tightly.

The pair of cards in Butler Liu's hand are from the house's account, and the pair of cards in Duan Qingen's hand are from her private treasury. Can they be the same? ! !

Father Duan also raised his eyebrows: "Why do you have the right cards in your hand? You haven't even started a family yet. What are you going to do with the right cards?"

Miao's body was shaken, and she secretly hoped that Duan's father would help her get back the cards in Duan Qingen's hands. After this time, she no longer thought about the tricks that made Duan Qingen rich enough to support him.

According to this prodigal son's method of distributing wealth, she might already have no money in her hands before he abolishes it.

Duan Qingen, however, did not hesitate at all as Miao thought. Instead, he answered without any guilt: "My mother gave it to me."

He had just said that he had given away rice and food, and with such a confident reply, Duan's father naturally thought that it was Duan Qing'en who asked Miao for the gift of rice, so he stopped asking further.

Miao, who had been nervously waiting for him to ask Duan Qingen to return the cards to her after he was done, so that she could use Duan's father's words as an excuse not to give the cards to her in the future: "..."

What happened to the father and son today? Each one made her more unhappy than the other.

Really feeling sorry for her own money, Mrs. Miao forced a smile on her face, took Duan's father's hand and said softly: "The family doesn't have much income, why bother spending money for me? It's better to give out porridge." Come on."

Father Duan didn't care about the money at all, he just comforted Miao: "In this life, money will be brought to you whether you live or die. After all, people are the most important. If you are well, it doesn't matter if you scatter some family wealth. "

The problem is that she is not sick at all!

What was lost was her own family property. She was really angry even if she wasn't sick.

Miao was already dying, but Duan Qingen still felt it was not enough, "This is what my son wants to ask his father for. Mother is here..."

He had a smile on his face, as if he was coquettishly saying, "The last time I came to greet my mother, I heard that my mother got a set of pearl headdresses. It was said that it was decorated with a total of ninety-nine South Sea pearls of various sizes. Each one is round and round, and looks very elegant. If mother wants to reward me, she should give her son the set of pearls."

Miao: "..."

She asked someone to specially spend a lot of money to make that set of pearl hair and face by craftsmen. She also selected the pearls one by one to ensure that each one was of high quality, so that this year Father Duan would be promoted to another level and celebrate the New Year. At that time, she would go to see the queen, which was specially built for appearance.

Such a good set of hair and masks, but she has never worn it once since she got it. She originally thought that she would wear it to the palace several times, and when Brother Song gets married in the future, she would leave it to his daughter-in-law. After going out, Brother Song's face as a husband also shines.

If Duan Qingen wanted to go to her now, she wouldn't vomit to death.

She didn't want to give it, so she let it out again. Duan's father was still sitting here. Even if she wanted to refuse, she could only do it tactfully.

Miao resisted the urge to vomit blood, covered her mouth and said with a smile: "It's not that mother won't give it to you, it's just that you, an unnamed brother, do what you want this woman to wear. It's not easy to give this thing to a girl outside. ”

Upon hearing this, Duan's father subconsciously remembered that Miao had told him before that Duan Qing'en liked to go to those dirty places. It was hard for a woman to say such things to her, so he, as a father, should persuade his son not to do it. It is really not good-looking to have an extramarital affair or a concubine or a concubine before you are married.

If he wants his reputation, he really wants to give it to a woman outside!

Before Father Duan's words of reprimand came out, Duan Qingen said first, "Mother is joking again. Her son hangs out with young men from various families. On weekdays, he is either playing Cuju or playing polo. He is covered in sweat while playing. How can any girl be willing to play with him?" We spoke.”

"I don't have a family now, but I will in the future. My mother's hairdress is really beautiful. As long as my son thinks about my wife wearing such a beautiful hairdresser in the future, he can't help but be happy and can't wait to welcome the bride into the house tomorrow. "

"Hahahahaha."

Father Duan's anger was suppressed by laughter before he could get up. He pointed at his son and smiled at Mrs. Miao: "It seems that we should prepare for this kid's marriage. Look, before we open our mouths, he himself has started. "Afraid."

Miao's internal injuries forced her to smile a lot, "My husband said that she is old enough, so I will carefully search among the noble girls in Shengjing to find a good one for Enge'er."

She was previously afraid that Duan Qingen would get married and start a family early, which would put pressure on her son, so she deliberately pretended not to know that such an old boy should be looking for a wife. She originally thought that when Duan Qingen was old and had not yet started a family, if anyone asked, she would say I was originally optimistic about some people, but they thought Duan Qing'en had no fame and was only interested in playing around, so it didn't work out.

If the marriage doesn't happen, how can she reveal the woman? When the time comes, she will take it out. Duan Qing'en is too old to be worthy of those noble girls from aristocratic families who are just in their prime, and those who are of the same age as him are not yet married. There are not many women, and even if there are, either the concubine and the mistress are too lazy to do anything, or the family background is not good, or the engagement has been canceled due to changes. In short, it is not good.

When the time comes, Duan Qing'en will not be able to do anything in literature and martial arts, and her wife clan will not be able to support her. If she finds a good wife clan for her brother Song, it will not be easy to suppress him.

It's good now that he has lost his reputation and still has to work hard to find a wife for Duan Qing'en.

Miao only felt that the ill will towards her today was too great. When she realized that she was about to suffer losses, she wanted to open her mouth to save her. But when she opened her mouth, not only was the previous loss not recovered, but she also suffered another wave of losses. .

Although she was just pretending to believe in Buddhism, she also believed in some ghosts and gods. Whatever went wrong today made Ms. Miao murmur in her heart. Although she was heartbroken now, she did not dare to lose her respect anymore.

She endured the heartache and let the girl take her set of pearls. Miao's heart bleeds as she watched Duan Qingen take it with a satisfied smile on her face.

Her pearly head and face! !

Those were South Sea pearls, each one was incredibly rare. Even her mother didn't have such good things. It was because Duan's father had been promoted and she wanted to make a good appearance in the palace, so she endured the heartache and bought them. .

Now, Duan Qing'en, a young boy who doesn't even have a wife, is taking advantage of him.

Miao's heart ached, but Duan Qing'en smiled happily, and even said to Duan's father, "We all envy me when we play together. There is no other young master in Shengjing who is as loved by my father and mother as I am. Although I don't say it, I am very proud in my heart. Looking at Shengjing, my son is indeed the most comfortable. "

Duan's father was very impressed by his eldest son's attitude. Didn't he give rewards because he wanted his son to be happy? Now looking at Duan Qingen's look of joy, the smile in his eyes is even thicker, "It's sweet, but homework is the most important thing. There is a langhao pen in my room. The pen holder is made of a whole piece of jade, and it is completely transparent." , it feels warm and moist in the hand, cool in summer and warm in winter, so I give it to you. I just hope that you can study more and practice calligraphy and become successful as soon as possible. "

"Really give it to me?!!"

The smile on Duan Qingen's face became heavier, "My son has been coveting daddy's wolf-hair pen for a long time, but his handwriting is too poor and he dare not ask for it. Daddy really loves me the most, and I also love and respect daddy the most."

He happily saluted Father Duan in a hurry, "Then can I go get it now?"

When Duan's father saw him smiling, he couldn't help but laugh too, "Go ahead, go ahead, you kid just can't keep calm."

After hearing this, the young man hurried out of the room as if there was wind at his feet. Before Father Duan could laugh, he was indeed young and impatient. He suddenly turned around again, stuck his head out and smiled mischievously at Father Duan: " Dad is busy with official duties and rarely has free time, and mother is sick again. If you don't feed her the medicine with your own hands, you are the official of the court and are immune to evil spirits. "

Father Duan couldn't laugh or cry, and reprimanded him not very harshly: "You devil, you dare to make fun of me and your mother. If you don't hurry up and get your langhao pen, if you dare to make nonsense again, I won't give you the pen."

Duan Qingen smiled playfully, turned around and ran away, not forgetting to say: "The medicine bowl is still on the table. Father just feeds it to mother spoon by spoon. It won't take much effort."

"This brat."

Duan's father laughed and cursed, then turned to Mrs. Miao and said, "My son has grown up, and he dares to bring us together."

Mrs. Miao also smiled motherly, but she had a bad feeling in her heart.

Sure enough, in the next second, Father Duan stood up, brought the medicine bowl himself and sat down in front of the couch: "It's true what Eng'er said. I'm always busy with official duties, and you just hurriedly check in when you're sick. Today, my wife will let you know." Come and serve me once."

As he said that, he scooped up a tablespoon of medicine and handed it to Miao's mouth. He smiled very considerately and said, "Madam, come here, take the medicine."

Miao looked at the medicine in the spoon and opened her mouth tremblingly.

Traditional Chinese medicine tastes bitter. She always pretended to be sick and asked the doctor to prescribe her medicine to drink to strengthen her body. She couldn't stand the smell, so she pinched her nose and poured it into her throat in one breath.

But now, her husband wants to feed her medicine with his own hands. As a weak and lovely woman who often drinks medicine, can she refuse?

It must not be possible.

So, Miao tried so hard not to show the look of collapse on her face, opened her mouth, and drank the bowl of medicine that was so bitter that it was so painful that it was almost painful.

Duan's father felt a little excited after his son acted coquettishly today. Seeing that she had finished drinking the medicine, he wanted to talk to her. However, Miao suffered too many blows today and was exhausted mentally and physically. She really did not have the energy to deal with her husband anymore. After drinking the medicine, it healed. A wink indicates that one is going to sleep.

Duan's father, who had planned to talk to her about how he liked his son being so close, had to regretfully put aside his enthusiasm, helped Miao tuck in the quilt, stood up and left the yard.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw his second son Duan Qingsong rushing over. Suddenly an idea came to his mind and he stood there waiting for him to come.

Duan Qingsong was walking this way when he looked up and saw his father looking at him. He quickly stopped and saluted: "Son, please greet your father."

"Get up."

Seeing Duan's father's gentle tone and seeming to be in a good mood, Duan Qingsong also relaxed a little, "My son just came back from the poetry meeting and heard that his mother was sick, so he came to see his mother. Did my father also come to see his mother?"

"Yes, I came to see your mother as soon as I got the chance." Duan's father smiled and looked at his upbeat little son. Miao was pregnant with him as soon as he walked in, so he was only one year younger than Duan Qingen. He just loves reading, not having fun like his elder brother.

Duan's father also expressed paternal love for his younger son, "You don't have to go in. I just came out. Your mother has already fallen asleep. If I go in now, I will disturb her."

"Yes, the son will come back to pay his respects to his mother tomorrow morning."

Duan's father thought that he was young and was growing tall, so he advised: "You don't have to get up early in the morning. It's still a bit cool now. It's better to wait until it warms up a little before going out."

Duan Qingsong has been taught by his mother since he was a child. After hearing these words, he quickly expressed his loyalty and gave some eye drops to his eldest brother Duan Qingen: "My mother is sick. As a son of a man, how can a son just enjoy himself alone? Isn't he no different from an animal?" ”

He originally thought that when he said this, his father would remember that his eldest brother was enjoying himself all the time and did not go to greet him because of his mother's love. But when he looked up, Duan's father had a strange expression on his face, but he didn't seem to be interested. Brother's anger.

Duan's father was indeed not angry, he just felt weird. As a father, he suggested that he get up later for the sake of his son's health. In the end, he opposed it with reason. It would have been fine if Duan Qingen hadn't said sweet words to him just now. , anyway, he spends far less time at home than in court. This is how he gets along with his sons on weekdays.

But I just felt the love between father and son, and now I have hit a wall with my younger son, and my mood is very complicated.

After thinking about it, Duan's father said again: "I heard from your mother that you have been studying very seriously recently, which is good. If you have anything you want, tell me. As long as my father has it, I will give it to you as a reward. "

He thought with some satisfaction that now, his youngest son would probably be like Qing En, looking at him with admiration and surprise.

Duan Qingsong was indeed happy, but after he was overjoyed, he quickly calmed down.

He must make his father think that he is a person who is unconventional, has good character, and is completely different from his elder brother.

"Studying seriously is what you should do. My son just did what he should do. He can't bear the reward from his father."

The expression on Duan's father's face was hard to explain for a moment, "Well, that's okay, I will go back to the study first, and you can rest early."

Duan Qingsong saluted respectfully again, "Best farewell to father."

Duan's father felt even more uncomfortable when he saw him off in such a polite manner.

Forget it, he should go find Engel to show his fatherly love.

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I fell asleep after updating yesterday. I thought I could sleep until dawn, but then I woke up in the early morning.

I couldn't sleep after that. I kept my eyes open until dawn. It was so difficult to adjust my schedule. Oh, everyone, please don't stay up late.

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