Traveling through the daily life of raising a family in ancient times

Chapter 167
Since Song Yeqing had been in a state of continuous exercise for a large part of the time, he was unable to receive letters, and Qizhou was in chaos.

So it wasn't until she stayed in Susong City that a letter came from her family, and it was received the day before her return trip.

He Yanxin used four sheets of paper to write down many family matters.It includes what he himself has been up to recently and how his work is progressing.

What the letter said at the time was that the glass factory had been completed, and that it could be put into use after the house was air-dried, and a batch of raw materials to be discussed was gradually in place.

Logically speaking, this should be the busiest time for He Yanxin, but he didn't go out?
"You are back, what am I going to do? Of course I will stay with you at home."

He Yanxin had a look on his face, 'You are stupid, aren't you?You are more important than those things! ' expression.

Looking at him, Song Yeqing smiled with eyebrows and eyes, and could faintly see the affection from above.Obviously pleased by this answer.

But she still said: "It's okay, I'll be here all the time anyway. If you have anything to do today, go and do it, don't delay it because of me."

"Oh, don't worry." He Yanxin really had something to do today, but he asked Desi to go and talk to Meng Shurui, so he didn't have to go.

Since he said so, Song Yeqing believed it, and lowered his head to ask the two brothers. "Are you good at home with dad? Did you make him angry?"

He Cheng played with his fingers, poked and poked, and said, "My brother and I are well-behaved, we didn't make father angry."

After he finished speaking, he nodded sharply, and confirmed himself again.

But Song Chengsi kept shaking his head at the side.

Song Yeqing laughed, and reached out to fix his head, "Stop shaking your head, Xiaobao, you'll get dizzy. Tell mother, why are you shaking your head? Are you misbehaving?"

Song Chengsi pointed at his brother, "Brother, cry..." and pointed at himself, "Cry."

"Crying? Poor little girl." Song Yeqing's face was full of pity, touched the faces of the two, and asked, "Why are you crying?"

At this time, He Cheng waved his hands wildly at Song Chengsi: Brother told you, you can't tell mother!
But Song Chengsi seemed not to have received his signal, raised his head and explained the reason in a cute and intermittent manner.

"I want to find my mother, my brother cried... several times. He even rolled over..."

Song Yeqing was a little taken aback, still rolling?So he asked, "Where did you hit it? On the ground?"

He Cheng became anxious and said: "On the bed, mother, I like to be clean, I won't roll on the floor!"

Song Chengsi nodded seriously, confirming the truth of the words.

He Cheng glanced at him, pursed his lips, and turned his head to the other side. "Smelly brother, I won't play with you anymore, hum!"

Didn't he talk to his brother?Don't tell your mother that they were crying for her.After all, it would hurt his masculinity to speak out about it.

Song Yeqing and He Yanxin didn't speak, and smiled to see how the two children whose combined age was less than six would resolve the "little conflict" in front of them.

Song Chengsi glanced at He Chengze slowly, as if he didn't care that the other party said he wouldn't play with him.

But it didn't take long, he still reached out his little hand and gently touched his proud brother.

"Brother~" He used a coquettish tone that is not commonly used, which was extraordinarily soft.

Obviously, He Chengze was not so easy to coax this time.He tilted his head even further, and let out another "Humph!"

Song Chengsi was entangled, and withdrew his hand, hesitantly took out the purse made by A Hua in his bosom.

"No, give it to brother..." It turned out that there were several hard candies wrapped in paper.

He Chengze's portion had already been eaten, and He Yanxin would not let him eat any more, so he was indeed tempted at this time.

So the two brothers reconciled happily again, eating candy happily together with puffy mouths.

After watching the "play" between the two of them, He Yanxin smiled and said: "At the beginning they seemed to be nothing, I was very lucky at that time..."

After all, it was also the first time for him to bring the two brothers alone, and he was relieved that the children didn't bother to find Song Yeqing at first.

"In the end, it was... the third night." He Yanxin looked at He Chengze, who was a bit shy after being exposed, with a funny look.

Song Chengsi's expression didn't change, anyway, he wouldn't be shy because of this kind of thing.

He Yanxin continued:

"I was taking the two of them to sleep, but I was awakened by crying in the middle of the night. I thought it was sick, and I was in a hurry. But after asking, I said that I had dreamed about my mother, and I missed her a little."

The two brothers hugged Song Yeqing, and while hearing half of it, they were a little ashamed, but at the same time, they were aroused by the emotions at that moment.

So He Chengze burst into tears. "I want a mother~"

Song Chengsi started from sobbing, and the crying gradually became more and more aggrieved.

Seeing the child like this, Song Yeqing was half amused and half distressed.

He hugged them and patted them, saying: "Isn't Mom here? Stop crying..."

She glanced at He Yanxin lightly.

"My fault..." He zipped.

After speaking, He Yanxin looked at the two small light bulbs in Song Yeqing's arms, with resentment in his eyes.

I haven't seen her for more than two months, and he also wants to get close to her, but there are two children standing in the way.

So after coaxing the two crying children to stop, he had no choice but to talk to her here about business.

"The kiln has been started for trial firing before, but the finished product is not satisfactory. The problem at the beginning was borax, here..."

He Yanxin told her a series of difficulties encountered in burning glass.

The fact that we didn’t do well at the beginning is because the world’s chemistry and industry are too backward, and the raw materials are not pure.

Later, he thought of some ways to reprocess the raw materials, so that the glass made gradually became decent.

"By the way, I brought back a few, and I'll show you." He Yanxin went to his room and brought some finished glass products.

"This is so pretty..." Song Yeqing sighed when she saw one of the misty blue glasses.

"Really?" He Yanxin said with a slightly smug smile, "I kept it for you specially, so I knew you would like it."

Song Yeqing took the cup and observed it carefully.The wall of the cup is not very thin, and there are strands of smoke-like things mixed in it.

She moved her eyes from the cup to He Yanxin. "Didn't you say you want to make dinner plates first? The molds are ready?"

He Yanxin sat on the sofa next to him.Said: "The tableware is ready, but the cup is not."

"Then this?" Song Yeqing raised her hand, and after seeing the mysterious smile on his face, she understood, "You did it..."

He Yanxin nodded, "Yes, it's purely handmade."

"It's amazing." Song Yeqing praised. "I really like it."

"There are also exclusive tableware for you..." He Yanxin pushed the plate on the table over.

(End of this chapter)