Confiscated and exiled, the down-and-out general became the queen

Xiao Huzi's parents are both gone, and he is alone, without a father or a mother. Some people in the village wanted to raise him, but he rejected them all.

When Song Tianrui and Xiao Huzi met for the first time, they hit it off immediately and got along very well.

Seeing such fragrant chestnut cakes, he wanted to save one for himself to try.

Xiao Lengyue knew the child, so she nodded, took out a bamboo bowl from the cupboard, filled it with two, and handed it to Song Tianrui.

"Call your uncle to come along. Chestnut cakes should be eaten while they are hot. They won't taste as good when they are cold."

Upon hearing this, Song Tianrui nodded happily. After thanking Xiao Lengyue, he went to find Song Ye.

After hearing this, Song Ye followed Song Tianrui to Xiaohuzi's house. When he saw the dimly lit house, he felt a little heavy.

Song Tianrui: "Xiao Hu, are you home?"

When Xiao Huzi heard Song Tianrui's voice in the house, he ran out quickly. When he saw that it was really Tianrui, he was stunned.

"Tianrui, why are you here?"

Song Tianrui: "Aunt made chestnut cakes. I'll bring two for you to try."

After hearing this, Xiao Huzi's mouth curled up slightly, and he took the cake from Song Tianrui's hand and said, "Tianrui, then wait for a while, I'll take you back."

Song Tianrui quickly waved his hand, "No, my uncle came with me, he's at the door."

When Xiao Huzi heard this, he saw the dark shadow standing at the door.

He nodded, put the chestnut cake in his bowl, washed the bamboo bowl, and then handed it to Song Tianrui.

Seeing this, Song Tianrui smiled and said, “When you go back, you must eat it.

Auntie said that chestnut cakes are best when they are hot, but not when they are cold. "

Little Tiger: "I understand. I'll eat it when I get back."

After he sent Song Tianrui to the door, he looked at Song Ye and said, "Uncle Song, please go back and thank my aunt for me."

Song Ye nodded, "Okay, go back, and remember to lock the door."

Xiao Huzi nodded, and after Song Ye and the others left, he turned back to the yard, locked the door, went into the house, looked at the chestnut cake in the bowl, and started eating.

When Song Ye and Song Tianrui returned home, they saw the whole family waiting for them.

They didn't say anything else and started eating after sitting down.

After Xiao Lengyue ate half a chestnut cake, she filled a small bowl of porridge.

The clear porridge with cold plantain tastes very good.

After taking a bite, Old Lady Song looked at Xiao Lengyue in surprise and said, "Yue'er, I didn't expect that this wild grass can be eaten."

When Xiao Lengyue heard about weeds, she smiled and said, “Mom, this is not a weed.”

Mrs. Song: "Isn't it a weed?"

Xiao Lengyue nodded, "This is called plantain, a wild vegetable with medicinal value.

It can clear away heat and detoxify, and has the effect of removing dampness. It has a hint of sweetness when eaten cold, and is perfect for porridge."

When Old Lady Song heard this, she looked at Xiao Lengyue and said, "There are a lot of wild vegetables in the back hill.

Tomorrow, I want to take everyone there to dig it up, so that we can add another dish to the table."

Xiao Lengyue nodded and said, "Tomorrow, I will go to the mountain to find something to eat.

Winter is coming soon, and we can’t live on chestnuts alone.”

After saying that, he thought of the ship blueprint he had drawn today, and thought it would be better if he asked Song Ye to hand the blueprint to Mr. Chen and let Mr. Chen talk to the carpenter.

So, after dinner, when Song Ye returned to the room, he saw Xiao Lengyue sitting on the bed with a few pieces of paper in her hands.

Song Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, and just as he was about to wash up, he noticed that Xiao Lengyue was looking at him.

Song Ye turned his head and said, "Yue'er, if you have anything to say, just tell me. If you look at me like this, I will think of something wrong."

Hearing this, Xiao Lengyue said helplessly: "Come here, I have something serious to tell you."

Song Ye walked to the bed, looked at Xiao Lengyue, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Lengyue handed him the paper and said, "This, take it out to Mr. Chen later and ask him to arrange for someone to make it as soon as possible.

Maybe we can go to Chaoyang Country to purchase supplies before winter comes."

Song Ye nodded, looked at the paper in his hand, and said, "Then I'll go now." Then he opened the door and went out.

When Old Mrs. Song heard the door open, she opened it and took a look, and saw Song Ye running out in a hurry.

Seeing that he wasn't even wearing an outer robe, a hint of worry flashed in her eyes.

She thought about it, turned back into the house to get a robe, and sat in the lobby.

When Song Ye came back after delivering the things, he saw Old Mrs. Song sitting in the lobby with a serious expression on her face.

Song Ye asked in confusion: "Mom, what are you doing sitting here?"

When Mrs. Song saw Song Ye coming back, she quickly waved and whispered, "Come here."

Seeing her like that, Song Ye sat down and asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Old Madam Song glanced at Song Ye and saw that their room door was closed, so she asked, "Ye'er, did you and Xiaoyue have a fight?"

Song Ye shook his head, "No, who said we had a fight?"

"There's none?

Why would you go out so late at night without me? And wearing such thin clothes?"

Song Ye heard this, lowered his eyes to look at his clothes, chuckled and said, "No, we didn't quarrel.

I was about to take a rest, but suddenly I remembered that there was something I hadn't told Mr. Chen, so I went to find him.

I thought I would be back soon and it wouldn’t be cold, so I didn’t wear my outer robe.”

Hearing that they didn't quarrel, Old Lady Song breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest, and said, "It's good that they didn't quarrel, it's good that they didn't quarrel."

"Okay, it's cold outside, Mom, go back and rest."

After Song Ye finished speaking, he was about to go back to the house when he was stopped by Old Lady Song.

"Um, Ye'er, Mom wants to tell you something."

Seeing the look on Old Lady Song's face, Song Ye sat down and asked, "What's wrong?"

Old Madam Song glanced at Song Ye shyly and said, "Ye'er, you are not young anymore.

The reason I told you that before was because I was worried that if Xiaoyue got pregnant during the exile, it would be extremely difficult for her.

But you see, now that we have settled down, shouldn't you and Xiaoyue consider giving the Song family a child or grandchild?"

When Song Ye heard this, he choked on his saliva. After coughing a few times, he looked at Old Lady Song and said, "Mom, we will consider this matter ourselves."

"Really, you would really consider it?"

Looking at the excited expression of Old Lady Song, Song Ye nodded and thought, even if the baby was born, it probably would have nothing to do with the Song family.

Thinking of this, Song Ye burst out laughing.

When Old Mrs. Song saw Song Ye smiling so happily, she thought he was fantasizing about his life after having children, so she sneaked back to her room.

Seeing Song Ye grinning foolishly, Old Mrs. Song laughed even more happily.

Seeing Old Lady Song's expression, Sister Song asked in confusion, "Mother, what are you so happy about?"