Song Yin didn't think he was childish at all. The little girl belonged to him and could only cook delicious food for him. No one else could do it. Even if Chen Ya was a little bitch, it wouldn't work.

"Sister Yue'er..."

The little man came over with grievance and did not forget to keep his snacks in his arms.

Song Wanyue bent down to comfort him, "You Uncle Song is too naive, don't pay attention to him, wait a while for Sister Yue'er to make you delicious food."

The little man was happy, so he made a face at Song Yin and went back to sit down.

Song Yin did not tease her again, "Little girl, don't you think the name is wrong? She called you Sister Yue'er and Uncle Song."

"That's right..."

Song Wanyue carefully turned the base material in the pot, "You are indeed several years older than me."

old?

Song Yinru was struck by lightning. Is he just 16? How old is he? She is obviously too young.

...

General's Mansion.

When Chen Yan returned home, he saw Ming's stuff, and Ming's eyes that were red, "What's wrong?"

"Miss Song said she was going back on Sunday. These were all clothes I made for my son, so she asked her to help bring them back."

Chen Yan sat down and signaled her to come and sit, "Ya'er has grown up so old that she has never seen her grandfather and grandmother yet. Why not go back with you mother and daughter with Miss Song."

Ming looked at him suddenly.

...

The pot bottom was prepared, and the servants had all the ingredients and brought them to the dining room.

Song Yin and Doctor Yao did not raise their heads, and the little man was satisfied with the food.

Song Wanyue ate very little and kept putting ingredients into the pot.

After eating and drinking, Xiao Si asked Xiao Ren to play with Xiao Ren'er. Song Yin pulled Song Wanyue back to his room. The door was closed, and he hugged the person in his arms, in a hoarse voice, "Will you leave tomorrow?"

Song Wanyue nodded.

Song Yin wanted to rub her into his body and never separated from her for a moment. The little girl was so outstanding. I don’t know how many people were thinking about her. He was going to speed up.

"I'll go back soon."

Song Wanyue still nodded, hugged his waist, leaned her head against his chest, listening to his calm and powerful heartbeat, "Be careful, I'll wait for you in the capital."

"good."

...

The next morning, Chen Yan came out of the mansion with a little man in his arms, followed by Ming.

Knowing that he was going to the capital with Sister Yue'er, the little man was very excited and didn't sleep much all night, and he shouted everyone as soon as dawn.

Chen Yan was a little reluctant. Although he told Ming yesterday that they would come back as soon as they wanted, he knew that the possibility of their mother and daughter returning was very small. His parents were getting older and the mansion needed someone to support him, and he didn't want his daughter to grow up here.

"Be obedient on the road and don't always pester Sister Yue'er."

The little man nodded obediently and hugged his neck, "When will Dad go back?"

"Soon, when Ya'er misses her father, she can write a letter to her father first. After she goes back, she will help her father take care of her grandfather and grandmother."

"Ya'er knows it, don't worry, dad."

Chen Yan hugged her a little, but even though he was reluctant to leave, he still put the little man in the carriage, turned around and helped Ming up, "Be careful on the road."

Ming nodded, "You take good care of yourself, too."

"I will."

Chen Yan took a step back and nodded at Song Wanyue, "I'm in trouble."

"Uncle Chen is polite."

"Let's go."

The carriage swung its whip, and the carriage slowly walked up. Ming lifted the curtain and looked at Chen Yan, his eyes turned red.

Chen Yan stood there until he could no longer see the shadow of the carriage, and then turned around and went to the military camp.

The group left the border city.

The carriage was very spacious, covered with thick felt, and there were thick mattresses on the felt. The little man knelt on the mattress and lay on the window, like a bird put out of a cage, chirping and talking non-stop.

"Sister Yue'er, Dad said that the capital is so fun. He asked me to have fun after I got home."

"Dad also said that there are many beautiful clothes in the capital. When I got home, I asked my mother to make many pieces for me and let me change them in one hour."

"Dad also said that my brother is very nice and misses me very much."

"Dad said..."

Song Wanyue followed the carriage, listening to her with a smile on her lips.

Ming was a little embarrassed. Ya'er was a very sensible child on weekdays. She didn't bother others and didn't talk so much. Somehow she couldn't stop talking when she saw Song Wanyue.

But because of such a little guy, everyone didn't feel lonely along the way. Nearly a month later, they returned to the capital.

Song Wanyue first sent Ming and Shen Ya back to Zhenguo Mansion.

Ming family sent news to Duke Zhen first. When the carriage arrived, Chen Yan's eldest son Chen Lin was already waiting at the gate.

The ten-year-old boy is completely uninnocent and very calm.

As soon as the carriage stopped, he stepped forward and lifted the curtain, "Mother, little sister."

In the carriage, Ming's eyes turned red when he looked at his son who had grown a lot taller.

The little man flashed his beautiful eyes and looked at his brother with his little head tilted.

"Ya'er, call me brother."

"elder brother."

Hearing this crisp shout, there was a smile on Chen Lin's mature face. He stretched out his hand towards Chen Ya, and the little man immediately got up and threw himself into his arms.

Chen Lin carried her down, turned around and helped Ming down, and then saluted Song Wanyue, "Thank you Miss Song for sending her mother and younger sister back."

"Young Master Chen, please be polite."

"Miss Song has been working hard all the way, and I must have worked very hard. I will come to my house to thank you another day."

Song Wanyue said goodbye to Mingshi and Ya'er, turned over and rode the horse, and walked around a corner to stop the horse.

The second prince's secret guard came forward quietly, "Miss Song."

"Go back and say to your master quickly. I have something important to tell him, so that he can find a safe place to see you in an hour."

The secret guards quickly left.

Song Wanyue went directly to the Ministry of Revenue.

She had been here twice, and everyone in the Ministry of Revenue knew her and wanted to lead her to find Song Si, but she stopped her, "I'm here to find Lord Shangshu."

The person who wanted to lead her past was stunned, and then he noticed her dusty appearance. He immediately realized that he turned around and took her to the outside of the office of the Minister of Revenue.

"Sir, Miss Song Wanyue and Miss Song are asking for a meeting."

The Minister of Revenue was handling official duties. He shook his hand and poked a large pool of ink on the official document with his pen tip. He threw the brush on the official document in anger, took a few deep breaths, suppressing his anger, "Let her come in."

Song Wanyue pushed the door open and did not show her respects. She took out the IOU signed by Chen Yan and put it in front of the Minister of Revenue, "This is my salary this time, so please ask the adults to settle the money to me."

The Minister of Revenue picked it up and saw the number on it. He felt a pain. He just went to make some pills and actually asked for tens of thousands of taels. But with the lessons from the last time, he didn't dare to make things difficult anymore, so he picked up a pen and signed it on it.
Chapter completed!