I am a cripple in the Siheyuan. Who am I afraid of?

Chapter 467 Don’t you plan to meet your youngest son?

This is not the housekeeper's accommodation, it can only be regarded as a place for him to rest after work.

Song Wu found that Thea seemed to know the housekeeper, and the two seemed very familiar and cordial when they met.

The chief steward looked at Song Wu's surprised expression and said with a smile: "Miss Thea and I are old friends. I met her when she first came to China."

Song Wu turned to look at Thea. The girl raised her eyebrows at him with a proud look on her face.

It was obvious that at this time, Miss Thea finally relaxed. There is no more anxiety as I was sitting in the car just now, with a smile on his face.

She was happily talking to the housekeeper about her recent experience in learning the guqin, "Whenever you have time, I will come over with the piano and play you a good song. I think it is equivalent to a mental and psychological massage. "

The butler laughed loudly, "That's a good idea. Mental and psychological massage. Okay, you can choose a time by yourself. Then we will make arrangements in advance and I can relax. By the way, Beijing University wants to invite you." Why don’t you want to give a guqin class?”

Thea said: "The main reason is that the more I study, the more I feel that I know too little and am not enough to be a teacher. Also, I personally think they should invite real masters to be teachers."

The chief steward waved his hand and said: "Hey, as far as I know, the teachers and students there may have some advantages in other aspects, but they are just getting started with the guqin. It is very suitable for you to teach them. Take the time to go and see it often." Let’s go and exchange ideas with the students. I think it’s good. You just said that Guqin can give you a mental and psychological massage. I think young students now need this kind of mental massage. They are too nervous now.”

Song Wu was laughing and listening to the two of them talking about the guqin, but as he listened, he felt something was wrong. There is something in his words.

Then, the butler looked at Song Wu with a smile and asked him: "What have you been busy with recently?"

At this time, Song asked and didn't know how to answer. He couldn't say that I didn't do my job every day and confiscated a lot of rags, but I collected a lot of monsters and ghosts.

Moreover, Song Wu always felt that the butler looked at him wrongly and seemed to have a certain understanding of him.

So before answering, he tried hard to organize his words and said carefully: "Just living life. You see, people's lives are getting better this year, and there is no shortage of things. Under good policies, they cannot enjoy a happy life. Let’s take our kid as an example. It’s not like when we were young, we suffered so much and encountered so many dangers, and it was like growing up in a honeypot every day.”

The butler's smile was very kind and his eyes were very wise. Song Wu himself laughed twice as he talked and fell silent.

Then I heard the butler say in a kind tone: "Your little son is also very healthy."

Song Wu was stunned and nodded. He thought he was talking about Yu Xiaobao or Song Xiaoqing? I was wondering, the old man also knew about this. It seems that the investigation system is very rigorous.

Even Thea looked at Song Wu with a wonderful expression on her face.

There was a hint of a narrow-minded smile on the head butler's face: "Well, I heard that your younger son has an older brother. They look very similar, but they are only one or two years apart?"

Song Wu began to feel nervous. He obviously knew everything. But he was even more puzzled that his old man couldn't worry about so many big things every day, so how could he have the time and leisure to worry about such trivial matters in his family.

At this time, the butler stopped talking. He smiled and said to the secretary standing next to him: "Is the meal ready? It's time to eat."

"It's ready and can be served anytime."

Wait until four dishes and one soup are placed on the table.

The chief butler called Song Wu and Thea to take their seats, "Come here. For you two, I will have a high-quality meal today."

Song Wu saw four dishes, namely cabbage tofu, braised hairtail fish, vinegar-filled potato shreds, braised pork, and West Lake beef soup.

Sure enough, it is of high standard.

The butler did not speak while eating, with a faint smile on his face. He ate elegantly but very quickly. He also specially said hello before starting: "You don't have to follow my pace. I eat faster and most people can't adapt to it."

Among the three people, Song Wu was the most open-minded about eating. The main thing is that he found that although they were ordinary home-cooked dishes, the ones here did taste good.

It seems simple but not simple.

After eating these four dishes and one soup today, Song Wu felt that he had found a new direction for Qin Huairu's cooking skills. It seems that when I go back, I have to find a way to find a higher-level chef to teach her. Only today did I know what it means to be highly skilled in cooking, which is called turning decay into magic. Simple ingredients make real delicacies in the world.

It’s about making the things you are most familiar with taste unexpectedly good.

The chief steward looked very happy when he saw that Song Wu was eating well and eating a lot. He said to the somewhat reserved Thea: "Look, you have to learn more from him in this regard and have a good attitude. Only with this kind of attitude can you do big things and do things well."

Finished a meal of four dishes and one soup. Another cup of fragrant tea was served.

The chief steward smiled and said: "After dinner, it's a good time for Lala to chat and chat. Song Wu, don't you plan to meet your little son?"

Um? Song Wu couldn't help being stunned again. What does it mean? He looked at the butler suspiciously. The butler even pointed towards the south a little mischievously, "I heard that Xiangjiang has been uneasy in the past two years."

ah? At this moment, Song Wu's expression changed, and then an expression of surprise soon appeared on his face, "You are talking about Xiao, ah, she gave birth to a son?"

The first steward smiled and nodded, "It seems, let me think about it, it seems that he is called Xiaokang. His brother's name is Yugui, Song Yugui."

This time Song Wu was a little confused. Lou Xiao'e gave birth to a son, and where did a brother appear from? Then, soon his eyes widened, and he suddenly realized that it should be Du Yuhui.

Song Wu was really not calm this time.

He asked with some excitement: "Is it Yu Hui?"

The first steward nodded, "I also heard what the people below told me about that incident back then, and there was nothing wrong with it. She still had merit. Song Wu, you see, it's not easy for these two girls. Here you go. After giving birth to a child, mother and child are dependent on each other in an unfamiliar place thousands of miles away. Are you not going to go and see them? "

Song Wu stood up from the sofa and asked excitedly: "Can I go?"

The butler smiled and said nothing. He is the best at controlling the heat.

Song Wu slowly calmed down when he saw the butler's smiling face. His old man must have some arrangement, just waiting for him to take one step at a time, and the fish will bite on the hook.

So, Song Wu pursed his lips, sat back on the sofa, picked up the teacup and sipped the tea slowly.

For a while, the small living room was filled with the sound of him drinking tea. Thea's face turned red when she heard this, and she kept giving him hints with winks, hoping that he would be more polite and know some etiquette.

But Song Wu seemed not to notice, and drank more and more vigorously.

The butler looked at Song Wu with interest. After waiting for a while, he said to the secretary standing at the door: "Look at how much of this tea I have left. Bring it to him. Let him take it home and drink it slowly." Drink slowly, look at how fragrant it tastes, he obviously likes it."

In this way, Song Wu carried two boxes of tea with Thea, and drove out of the red-walled Huamen in the car.

Watching the car turn onto Chang'an Street and looking at the receding street scenes on both sides of the street through the car window, Song Wu couldn't help but sigh softly. He estimated that he would not be able to run away sooner or later.

Now it's just because there is nothing for him to do for the time being, so the butler makes a leisurely move first. I'm going to meet him today to catch up on old times, build a relationship with him, and at the same time give him a bait.

But today he bit the bait willingly and felt comfortable.

Finally, she learned the news about Du Yuhui, and also knew that she had a son named Song Yugui, and at the same time, she also knew that Lou Xiao'e had given birth to another son named Song Xiaokang. This made him really happy.

To be honest, he really wanted to go to Xiangjiang right away to meet the mother and son there.

But if the housekeeper hadn't come out today, if he wanted to know the news, he would definitely have found a way to run over. Just because the housekeeper paid attention to him, he needed to keep quiet for the time being.

At the very least, we have to wait and see what arrangements the butler has and what his thoughts are.
Song Wu said to Thea, "Today I want to go back to Courtyard No. 95. Why don't you let the car take you back to the alley near Huguo Temple first?"

Thea thought for a moment and said, "I'll go to Courtyard 95 too."

Originally, this girl felt insecure when she left Song Wu, but now she couldn't live without him.

Something like this happened again outside the Friendship Store today, and she became even more clingy.

So Song Wu told the driver the address, and the car headed in the direction of Nanluogu Lane.

Yi Zhonghai has just been transferred back to work in the steel rolling mill recently, and his performance is much more positive. It is completely different from his original working status in the steel rolling mill, so he works a lot of overtime. This is called preciousness only when it is lost. Now that it is lost and found, it becomes extremely valuable.

By the time he finished today's precision device processing and returned to the gate of No. 95 Courtyard, it was already dark.

He was about to enter the hospital when suddenly two car lights shone on him and a car turned into the Nanluoguxiang alley.

Yi Zhonghai quickly gave way to the roadside and stood directly inside the gatehouse, looking at this beautiful car curiously.

The most common ones are jeeps, and there are also some Russian cars in the past, but those cars are relatively small, but today's car is so beautiful, it looks majestic and luxurious.

He couldn't help but wonder who this was?

(End of this chapter)