After being read, the plot collapsed and the protagonist went crazy!

The Queen Mother smiled with satisfaction. Although she was the Queen Mother, she was also an ordinary old man. Her children and grandchildren were filial, so she was naturally happy.

"Outside?" Emperor Shun De sighed that it was delicious a moment ago, but now his face changed and he put it down coldly.

"You, you don't look like a father. Heng'er didn't mess with you. Compared with him, you look like an ignorant child. As a son of man, he grew up in front of his mother. He wants to ask for a child for his mother. There is nothing wrong with the status, but if you want to return to the palace, you must really consider it regardless of your mother."

"Mother, you don't know."

Emperor Shun De was about to put down the snacks, but he lost interest in the snacks no matter how delicious they were. However, he was stopped by the Queen Mother, "Eat it. The Ai family's doctor's advice said that they should eat less sweets."

"Then he brought it back to you. Isn't that contradictory?"

"Look, have you misunderstood the child again?" The Queen Mother shook her head, "If he hadn't discovered my illness, how could he have found a way to deal with it so early? He saw that the Ai family likes to eat sweets, and he is a member of the palace. You can’t see it, but aside from that, don’t you think this snack is delicious?”

Emperor Shun De didn't want to admit it, but it was indeed good.

"The Ai family can't eat more snacks, but it's okay to have a bite of good food occasionally. Heng'er is very filial, so don't always look at him like that."

Emperor Shun said nothing.

"Just think about what Ai Jia said in your heart. Even if you treat him better, it won't affect your desire to protect him."

"Mother..."

"You were born to me. What are you thinking? How could the Ai family not understand? This child, Heng'er, has no foundation and his status. He has no way of inheriting the throne. It won't affect him." The Queen Mother said earnestly.

"Mother, my son will come to see you tomorrow. He has been busy in the past, so you should have a good rest and don't worry about other things."

The Queen Mother sighed, knowing that this matter would not be solved overnight, but it was strange that the child Wen Heng was so caring about her, yet so alienated from his father.

You want to say that he found someone to protect him?

Then who can compare with his father?

He has the heart to please an old woman like himself. If he treats his father, no matter how cold the stone is, it can warm up.

All I can say is that the child is just like his father.

The Queen Mother looked at the snacks and smacked them in her mouth. She wanted to eat but could only put them down, and then she gave a wry smile.

And there was a lot of excitement outside.

"You can do it. Grandma Huang asked you to make her happy. You have found a supporter." Wen Chao put his arm around Wen Heng's shoulders, but he used force on his hand.

However, Wen Heng's expression remained normal and he tilted his head to look at him, "I practiced martial arts outside the palace."

Wen Chao then said: "Oh, in that case, how about a competition? Let us see what you are capable of?"

Wen Heng smiled and took away his hand, then raised his eyebrows and said, "You can't beat me."

Wen Chao really couldn't beat him, otherwise he wouldn't have asked people to take his hands away easily. If it wasn't for the sake of face, he would have cried out in pain.

"I can't beat you? Haha, tell me, among the brothers, who can beat you?" Wen Chao turned the topic to the others. He didn't believe that Wen Heng's revelation would make others feel happy.

Wen Heng smiled faintly, "I can only beat you, so naturally I can't compare with my brothers."

Wen Chao was about to explode, he became the worst, "Don't leave."

"Is there anything else?" Wen Heng was not impatient. In his opinion, this was an unreasonable child, and of course, he had a bad mind.

It was really unintentional, and he would not make him the target of public criticism.

"I'm becoming more and more curious about how you live outside the palace, learning martial arts and having such powerful friends."

Wen Heng asked, "So, Ninth Brother cares about me?"

"Yes, I care about you, I care about you very much!"

Wen Heng smiled and said, "You will know in the future."

……

The spring planting has ended, and the barren hills of the Xia family have also changed. There are rows of small saplings, and some fruits have been planted in the flatter areas.

At Xia Zhi's suggestion, a well was drilled at the foot of the mountain, which could be used to water the trees on the mountain.

After the busy farming, Xia Jinjun was not so busy anymore. Although he would go to the mountain to watch, after all, Cheng Han was pregnant and Xia Jinyu was worried about her, so he couldn't stay on the mountain all the time.

The two brothers took turns taking care of the saplings. The saplings had not yet produced fruit, and the watermelon saplings had just grown, but no one was going to steal them.

Xia Jinjun will accompany his wife and daughter when he has free time. Xia Chen can now be considered as independent. Business matters are easy to handle, but it is easier to have someone to share the burden.

"Dad, please teach me how to practice calligraphy!" Xia Zhi came over knowingly.

Xia Jinjun said with a smile: "The sun is rising in the west today? My family loves to do everything except practicing calligraphy. Why did you think about it today?"

Xia Zhizhi rolled his eyes.

[Not that bad guy yet. 】

She traveled thousands of miles to deliver news to Ling He, mocking her for her ugly handwriting.

Of course, she didn't care what Wen Heng said, but she was also someone who wanted to save face.

The words are indeed a bit ugly.

Hard-pen calligraphy is different from soft-pen calligraphy. Her calligraphy cannot be said to be ugly compared to those who have never touched a calligraphy pen in modern times.

But it was different in ancient times. Everyone wrote like a calligrapher. She was really ashamed of herself.

Who is the bad guy? Xia Jinjun took the initiative to bring in Xie Heng. The little girl didn't know many people, so there was only one person she could say was a bad guy.

"Dad, you just preach and don't teach, right?" Xia Zhi asked.

"Teach, how can you not teach? It's a good thing that my daughter wants to practice calligraphy. It's too late for dad to be happy." Xia Jinjun said with a smile.

Xia Zhizhi breathed a sigh of relief, but there were so many fun things in the world, even if she was sleeping, why couldn't she think of practicing calligraphy?

Who knows.

Wen Heng was really doing him a favor, so why didn't he express his gratitude?

The Queen Mother is indeed suffering from diabetes, Ling He has confirmed it, and Xie Heng is really stingy.

The Queen Mother was so happy that she rewarded him with many things, but he swallowed them all?

"Got it? What are you thinking about? Look at what's written here!" Xia Jinjun said with a wry smile, "How about you go play and practice again after you've had enough?"

His daughter doesn't want to take the No. 1 exam. She just wants to be happy. If she doesn't like practicing calligraphy, then she won't practice.

Xia Zhizhi glanced at the words on the paper, which was indeed a bit irritating to his eyes, and then sighed bitterly, "Dad, why is it so difficult to practice calligraphy?"

Xia Jinjun was amused by his daughter, "Nothing in this world is easy to accomplish. Good things take a long time."

Xia Zhi nodded. Although she knew a lot of things, it was difficult to change. "Dad, although good things are hard to come by, can you succeed if you don't forget your original intention?"

Xia Jinjun smiled. Is her daughter trying to remind herself in a different way?

"Yes, my daughter knows a lot." Xia Jinjun patted her head, "Look, your mother is back, let's go take a look!"