Chapter 723 Requests and Wishes
Coming out of the ancestral hall, Xiao Yuer frowned, and took Huo Xi's hand: "Mother, isn't Chen Chen younger than Yuer?" Why is he in front of him.
Yuer should be ranked fourth, and Chen Chen should be ranked fifth. Why did he row behind Chen Chen?
Huo Xi was very relieved that his son had something on his mind, and he would not explode it on the spot. They would hold back and ask her quietly.
At a young age, he has a sense of stability and forbearance. Much like his father.
Patted his son's little head, smiled and said: "Isn't Yuer called Chenchen's little uncle? He is an uncle, older than us Yuer, so he should be in front of us Yuer."
"What is the seniority?"
Last year, Xiao Yuer was also carried by Mu Yan to pay homage to his ancestors, but his conversation was incomplete and he didn't understand anything. This year, he grew up and began to understand a little bit.
"Ask your father." Huo Xi dismissed him with a smile.
Xiao Yuer let go of her mother's hand, and ran to find her father with her short legs shaking.
Mu Yan was walking beside the mother and son. He is a martial artist with sharp eyes and ears, so how could he not hear. She glared at Huo Xi, this mother was impatient with her son, so she gave her son to him.
Seeing her walking in front and talking to Yu Wenying and others, she lowered her head to look at her son, who ran over and held his hand, Mu Yan's heart softened.
Seeing his son looking up at him, with a look of eagerness for knowledge, he smiled and explained to his son his generation, clan, inheritance, and why he had to go to the family temple to worship and worship at four o'clock and eight festivals.
It doesn't matter whether the son understands or not.
Anyway, this is how he grew up, and his grandfather and stepfather also stuffed it to him angrily. There were too many stuffed, and he didn't understand when he was young, but he gradually understood when he grew up.
The so-called father to son, son to grandson, is probably the case.
Seeing his son blinking his eyes half-understanding, "It's okay if you don't understand, you just need to memorize it and review it from time to time so that you can remember it. After remembering it, you will understand it when you grow up. Do you know?"
"Got it."
"good."
Mrs. Geng Tai walked aside, turned her head to look at the father and son, then lowered her eyes silently. He sighed secretly.
Old Lord Hou taught Mu Yan really well. He is a successor who can serve as the director of the family and be in charge of the family. Now I see him teaching Qi'er well. In the future, with Yan'er in the Mu family, three generations will be safe.
He also has her blood, but now he belongs to the eldest family and is the grandson of the Feng family... Why don't you tell Sheng'er to change the ancestral tree? Let Yan'er come back to the second room again?
Mu Yan doesn't know what's on her mind, even if she finds out, he and his wife don't care.
Now I only concentrate on raising my son.
Seeing that his son was relieved, he also understood that Chen Chen, who was younger than him, was in front of him, and bounced around chasing and playing with his little aunt, Mu Yan smiled.
Recalling that he had turned over the ancestral genealogy just now, and saw Mu Zhang's name next to him, Mu Yan's mouth twitched.
The family had a reunion dinner on New Year's Eve, and the atmosphere was very happy. Mrs. Geng Tai had a problem with Mu Yan, but she also had a smile on her face when she looked at Xiao Yu'er who surrounded her and called her great-grandmother, and played with her for a long time.
Children are innocent and lively, what can they understand, and the grievances and grievances of adults have nothing to do with them. On New Year's Eve, they set off firecrackers and fireworks, watched the New Year with the adults, and begged for the New Year's money around the adults. They were very happy. Anyone who saw them was in a good mood.
Even when everyone asked about Mu Wang's marriage, Xiao Yu'er and Yingying followed the adults to make a fuss, and ran to ask their uncle and brother if there was a girl they liked, saying that they wanted to be bed press dolls.
Huo Xi smiled and looked at Mu Jie.
When they were young, Mu Jie and An An were very popular with everyone in Qionghua Lane. But if anyone's family has a happy event, don't these two happy babies be invited?
Mu Xin also smiled and glanced at his son, "Yes, let you look at your uncle and brother so that you can get married soon. Don't delay your being a baby. My Yingying will not be a baby if she is two years older. Her brother was a baby when he was a child." Xiwawa has saved a lot of reward money."
Hahaha... Everyone couldn't help being happy when they remembered that there was a box in Mu Jie's room that was dedicated to putting wedding money and reward money.
Mu Jie was not angry at his own father for dismantling him, and even told his sister and nephew how much wedding money he had saved in the box for rewards.
It was deep at night, each room went back to each courtyard, Huo Xi and Mu Yan also carried their sleeping son back to their own courtyard.
The husband and wife are watching the new year in the house.
The charcoal fire was burning in the brazier, and the room was warm. Huo Xi leaned on Mu Yan's body and felt hot. It's nice to have this constant temperature stove in winter. Stretched both hands into Mu Yan's sleeves.
Mu Yan trembled.
"Is it cool for you?"
"No."
Hearing this, Huo Xi leaned on him with peace of mind. Mu Yan picked up the fragrance of her hair, and couldn't help feeling a little distracted, her big hands wandering over Huo Xi's body.
"Mu Zhang?" The corners of Mu Yan's mouth twitched again, just thinking about it made her feel comfortable.
Huo Xibai glanced at him, "My surname is Zhang and my surname is Huo, what is Mu Zhang?"
"You're outside, aren't you the Young Madam of the Mu Mansion? Young Madam Mu, Madam Mu Shizi? Mu Shi?"
Huo Xi snorted. Mu Yan was in a good mood, she lowered her head and searched for her lips...
The two of them licked and bit their tongues, you retreat and I advance, you welcome me...
"Let Yu'er sleep in his room, and let the maid watch him at night." Mu Yan was dissatisfied with desire.
"He will cry." Huo Xi was a little reluctant.
"He is our son, or our eldest son. Don't raise him so spoiledly. If you can't afford anything in the future, you have to find your parents. When I was young, I could walk and talk. My grandfather said, I have to take care of myself. thing."
Huo Xi sighed, feeling sorry for him, pecked his neck.
"You are you, Yuer is Yuer, he has a father and a mother, he will act generously and sunny in the future, his heart will be full of love, and he will not be so withdrawn."
...
I feel that my son is an eyesore on the bed.
"Wait until he's older. I sleep soundly at night with my son by my side."
"I'm not enough?"
"You are not here every night."
Mu Yan was silent. In the past two years, he was often dispatched by Emperor Yongkang to carry out various secret affairs. It's been a month since I left. Sometimes I don’t see each other for two or three months.
Since the Taizu, the Gongwei Division has been established, which is responsible for the supervision of civil and military officials and the collection of intelligence from various places. Later changed to Jinyiwei. Under the direct jurisdiction of the emperor, he directly reports intelligence, military investigations, unannounced visits by officials, arrests, etc. to the emperor.
Now that the canals are dredged and water transport has developed unprecedentedly, it is even more convenient for Jinyiwei to do things.
Jinyiwei used the strongholds set up along the canal to investigate corruption cases in various places and collect military and political information in various places.
Mu Yan has a lot of errands to do, and the smile on his face is getting less and less. There is often a fierce breath on his body, and the **** smell is also much heavier.
But once he got home, he restrained himself well. Facing Huo Xi and his son, there were more smiles on his face. The son also wants to be close to him.
"Xi'er, tomorrow is your birthday again, what do you want?"
Whatever his Xi'er wanted, he would find it for her, even if it cost his life.
"If you want...every birthday, you will be there."
Mu Yan hugged her tightly, kissed her side by side, and agreed in a low voice.
But what you ask, I will do as you wish. You are my life, without you, I will die.
(end of this chapter)