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On Yan Ping Wang's birthday, even if no invitations were issued to entertain guests, officials from all parties would send gifts to the door.

Of course, these things are handled by the housekeeper.

King Yan Ping and his concubine were carrying a bowl of noodles, and they hadn't come out of their bedroom since morning.

The noodle bowl was already empty and had been placed on the floor beside the bed.

The domineering square carved wooden bed is shaking non-stop.The curtains around the bed were lowered to block the light from outside.I just couldn't hold back my gasps and groans.

At night, the curtain of the bed was finally lifted, and the two of them who had indulged all day, one got out of bed energetically and told the servant at the door to prepare food, and the other lay down on the bed half-dead...

"Are you hungry? Haven't eaten all day." Qiao Yangtian returned to the bed, looking at Qian Yu more tenderly than ever.

Of course I was hungry, so I drank a few mouthfuls of noodle soup in the morning.Qian Yulian didn't even have the strength to roll his eyes, and snorted through his nose, "...Knowing it, I'm going to do it to death!"

"I can't help it." If he could, he really wanted to swallow the money in his stomach.

"It's worthless..." Qian Yu hummed.

The corners of Qiao Yangtian's mouth curled up in a very good mood, and he remained silent.Went to the clean room at the back to wet the veil, wiped Qian Yu's body, and put on a new underclothes. The old one was covered with the body fluids of the two of them and was thrown on the ground.

After cleaning up Qian Yushi, Qiao Yangtian sat on the side of the bed and massaged his waist.

After a while, the servant came in with a plate of food, followed by Song Song.

Songsong was hugged by a little girl, and she was crying.

The maid was a little apprehensive, she didn't know whether it was right or wrong to bring the prince here without authorization, but the prince had been crying for a whole day, very pitiful.

"Put it on the table." Qiao raised his head and said without raising his head.

"Yes." The boy didn't dare to look in, the smell of the room made people blush and heartbeat, he just put down the food plate and was about to leave.

Songsong knew that his father was on the bed, so he stopped crying and struggled to go down to the ground to find his father.

The maid hurriedly put down the prince, and said in a trembling voice: "My lord, the prince has been crying all day and wants to see the concubine." While she was speaking, Songsong had already rushed to the bedside.

Qian Yuben was enjoying Qiao Yangtian's massage with his eyes closed. When he heard the maid's words, he immediately opened his eyes and turned to look at poor Xiao Songsong, with tears still on his face. Struggle to climb up.

Qiao Yangtian just watched with a displeased face, and didn't say to help the child.

"You brought the child up!" Qian Yu growled, pressed his waist, and sat up slowly.

Qiao Yangtian held the loose collar, lifted the child up and threw him on the bed.

The maid at the door waited for a long time, but didn't see what the prince said. Thinking about it, she probably had nothing to do with her, so she breathed a sigh of relief and slowly exited the room.

"Songsong." Qian Yu hugged the child distressedly, kissing him enough.And secretly spurned himself, he and Qiao Yangtian, the two grown-ups, were out of tune, they were too busy looking after themselves, and forgot about their children.

"Eat first." Qiao Yangtian put the food plate on the bed.

"Have you eaten Song Song?" Qian Yu rubbed the little one in his arms.

Lying loosely in Qian Yu's arms, she nodded.

"Do you want to eat something?"

Shaking his head loosely, he just lay still in Qian Yu's arms, still clutching Qian Yu's underwear.

"Leave him alone, eat quickly." Qiao Yangtian waited on Qian Yu and ate a lot.

"What time is it?" Qian Yu asked, it was a very dark day.

"It's time to sleep."

"I didn't practice calligraphy today."

"Not one day away, you are too tired, go to sleep."

Qian Yu's eyes widened. Qiao Yangtian, who has obsessive-compulsive disorder, said these words, which really surprised him.After the rule that Qian Yu had to practice brush calligraphy every day was formed, Qiao Yangtian seemed to have obsessive-compulsive disorder, watching closely every day, as long as he was around, he would definitely stare at Qian Yu practicing calligraphy.Of course, this kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder is not only for money.The same is true for himself, the established rules and habits must be followed every day.

Qian Yu thinks this kind of super self-disciplined character is also very good.He himself tends to have a slow personality, and it would be good for someone to help restrain him.

After a long time, it has become a habit to practice brush calligraphy. If I don't write a few words a day, I always feel that there are some shortcomings.

However, today is indeed too tired, and I am really too lazy to move.And people with obsessive-compulsive disorder have said so, so Qian Yu got out of bed with his back to wash his hands, and then he was ready to sleep with peace of mind.

When Songsong heard that he was going to sleep, he crawled to the innermost part of the bed, lay down quickly, and closed his eyes, as if to tell the adults that I was asleep.If you're not clutching the sheets tightly...

Qian Yu looked at it, felt distressed again, glared at Qiao Yangtian, hugged Songsong and lay down.

Qiao Yangtian was stared at incomprehensibly, he didn't intend to take Songsong out tonight, because he was full during the day.

The days of comfort and ease will indeed make people decadent and depraved.After a few days of being a husband and a child, Qian Yu became lazy.

Eat and sleep every day, play with Songsong, teach him how to read and write, and this day will pass.

Suddenly he realizes that this is not going to work. His dream of becoming the richest man in Nanyang has not been realized yet, so he can't just sit back and relax.

So, Qian Yu bought a large piece of land in the suburbs of Kunnan in a hurry.Then I found someone to build the big house of the women's hall. The design was drawn by myself based on Puming's house.

When Qian Yu was running around outside, he always carried it loosely as much as possible.

Songsong's situation is getting better and better, he is already able to interact with people, and even act like a baby with him, so he just needs to talk.

Butler Yan proposed to invite a master to teach reading in the mansion. Generally, children in Nanyang start to learn basic things such as the Three Character Classic when they are three or four years old.

Qian Yu thought about it and decided to wait.The child doesn't want to talk now, and he can't read well.It's about one or two years away, he is confident that Songsong will be able to speak in a short time, maybe there is only an opportunity, a stimulus.

While the house of the women's club was being built, Qian Yu returned to Puming with the dozen or so girls he had recruited from Xi'an.

The house will be built for at least two months, and Qian Yu intends to let these 10 or so girls go to Puming's women's hall for internship during this time.Another thing is to take Songsong back to show Qian Ying.

Yan 5 and Yan [-] followed Qian Yu, but Qiao Yangtian did not go with him. He went to Mingshui Town, which is the town where the improved salt was tested.It is said that [-] women in the town were diagnosed as pregnant this month. This is really great news for a small town.The officials responsible for assisting Qiao Yangtian in testing the improved salt immediately reported the news.Qiao Yangtian attached great importance to this matter and went to Mingshui Town to find out the situation in person.If it can be proved that it is a problem of improved salt, it can be promoted nationwide.