newbobooks Chapter 113: Visiting Relatives
Chapter 113: Visiting Relatives
"Yes, I just want to see how long Song Yue can tolerate Song Shuyang. The Song family is weaker, so I think this year's dragon boat race will be more exciting than in previous years."
Upon hearing this, Bai Huahua immediately understood Yao Jia's intention and an excited expression appeared on her face.
"The eldest lady is indeed very good at predicting things! Ever since the master passed away and Song Yue became the new president, those merchants who wanted to curry favor with him deliberately let him win the dragon boat race, allowing him to win the championship for several years in a row... Bah... a bunch of bastards... they have humiliated the spirit of dragon boat racing."
Yao Jia patted Bai Huahua's shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't be angry, quickly arrange for Chang Xi to go over, and remember to dress him up well so that Song Yue can see his appearance clearly."
"Yes!"
Bai Huahua responded and turned and left.
Although Song Yue couldn't enter the gate of Bai Garden, he became familiar with Chang Xi, the gate guard of Bai Garden.
When you have time, come to the gate of Baiyuan to talk to Chang Xi.
On this day, Song Yue came to the gate of Baiyuan as usual, and saw Chang Xi sweeping the floor at the gate from afar.
He walked forward with a smile, took out a bag of snacks from his arms, handed it to Chang Xi and said, "Brother Chang Xi, I found this chestnut cake on the road. It looked delicious, so I bought some. You can try it."
When Chang Xi saw the chestnut cakes, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He had liked chestnut-flavored food since he was a child, but he still politely declined. After all, he didn't want to reveal any information about Bai Garden to others.
She continued to work, smiling politely, "President Song, you are too polite. I have already had breakfast, so you should keep the chestnut cake for yourself."
Song Yue waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, little brother Chang Xi. I am not here to inquire about the news today, I just came to see you."
"Look at me?" Chang Xi stopped and looked at Song Yue in confusion, "What can I see?"
"Brother Chang Xi, you have a kind face and are thoughtful. I felt like we were compatible the moment I saw you. I want to make friends with you regardless of age difference."
Upon hearing this, Chang Xi immediately looked at Song Yue warily, swung the broom in his hand forward a few times, and drove him two meters away from him, "President Song, I have a normal sexual orientation, please don't mess around."
Chang Xi heard from other colleagues that Song Shuyang was a homosexual, and maybe President Song was also a homosexual, so he didn't dare to get too close to President Song.
"Ah?" Song Yue looked at Chang Xi in confusion, then he thought of something and laughed, "Chang Xi misunderstood me. I saw that you looked like my eldest son who got lost more than ten years ago, so I felt close to you."
Chang Xi breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that Song Yue had mistaken him for someone else. He finally felt relieved.
"President Song, your son has been missing for more than ten years. I'm afraid his appearance has changed a lot. You should stop wasting your time on me."
"No, no, he has had similar features to mine since he was a child. Everyone says that we are cut from the same cloth. What's more, he has a brown fan-shaped birthmark on his butt..."
Song Yue said as she observed Chang Xi's reaction.
Upon hearing this, Chang Xi touched his butt and thought to himself that there was indeed a birthmark on his left buttock.
But what does this mean? Ever since I can remember, I have had my loving parents by my side. How could I be someone else's child?
He didn't want to argue with Song Yue any more, lest he be punished by Bai Huahua, so he said perfunctorily: "President Song, I have lived in the Bai family farm since I was a child. I have a father and a mother. I can't be your lost son..."
After saying that, he strode into the door with a broom in his hand and closed the door immediately.
Song Yue looked at the closed door and cursed himself for being too hasty.
He had secretly investigated in the past few days and found out that Chang Xi was actually adopted by the couple at Baijia Farm.
The time was exactly the same as when his eldest son Song Shuyun went missing, but Song Shuyun was also seven years old when he went missing. At a young age, his memory should be complete, so why didn't he recognize himself?
Song Yue placed the chestnut cake in his hand on the stone lion in front of Baiyuan Gate and walked away with heavy steps.
As soon as he left, a figure flew in from a hidden place outside Bai Garden.
In Baiyuan, in the huge artificial lake, two dragon boat teams are competing fiercely.
Bai Huahua stood on the shore, holding a trumpet-shaped paper roll in one hand and an oil-silk umbrella in the other, directing the competition in the lake loudly.
"Rhythm, rhythm, how many times have I told you to follow the drum beat... Huaichuan, control the direction... Look forward! Look forward! Row hard! Use more force! You haven't eaten yet!..."
The man passed by the lake and came to the octagonal pavilion not far away.
Compared to the frenzy outside, it is comfortable and cool inside.
There was a chaise longue in the pavilion, with two basins of ice cubes at the head and the tail to cool off, and a variety of tea, fruits and snacks on the table.
The beauty on the couch was wearing a gauze silk dress, lying on her side, drinking sour plum soup with ice cubes brought by the maid.
After the man entered the pavilion, he knelt beside the couch without looking around and reported to the beauty on the couch everything that had just happened in front of the door.
After listening to this, Yao Jia put down the iced sour plum soup in her hand.
Youyou said, "Chang Xi has done a good job in the past few years. Starting tomorrow, let him help in the shop and learn some management skills."
"Uh... Miss, tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival."
Yao Jia was stunned. She had been busy discussing competition techniques with the dragon racing team day and night these past few days and had lost track of time.
"Then arrange for him to go to the shop in three days."
"Yes!"
The Dragon Boat Festival is also a major solar term, so shouldn’t we give gifts to our relatives?
But Yao Jia thought about it and felt that in such a big city like Jiangling, it seemed that she had no relatives to whom she could give gifts.
He sighed helplessly.
Just at this moment, a servant came to report that someone from Yongle Marquis's Mansion came to visit Yao Jia.
Yao Jia was stunned. Who said she had no relatives in Jiangling City?
Isn’t this Marquis Yongle his relative?
During the festival, shouldn't she send everyone to have fun and come visit her, the nominal aunt of Marquis Yongle?
"Bring people in quickly."
Yao Jia ordered people to put out some snacks that Le Jinhuan liked to eat, and waited for people to come over while waving a fan.
Not long after, I saw a servant leading a few people towards this side.
Yao Jiading took a look and saw Le Jinhuan walking towards him happily, waving at him as he walked.
And behind her, there was actually a nobleman in brocade clothes holding a folding fan - Le Wuyou.
Yao Jia frowned slightly. Why did Le Wuyou come here with Le Jinhuan?
While Yao Jia was wondering, Le Jinhuan had already run over happily and took Yao Jia's arm.
"Auntie, Happy Dragon Boat Festival!"
Yao Jia burst out laughing. Is Le Jinhuan really determined to recognize her as his aunt?
After taking a look at Le Wuyou who was walking towards them, he smiled at Le Jinhuan and said, "You don't have to call me that all the time. Your brother is engaged to An He. If An He calls me your aunt in the future, she will punish me."
Le Jinhuan didn't care. He let go of Yao Jia, selected some of his favorite snacks from the plate, and sat on the couch.
"She is so far away from home that she can't hear me. Besides, I've discovered that my family's fortune has been getting better and better since my father recognized you as his aunt, so I've decided to call you aunt from now on!"
Yao Jia looked at Le Jinhuan with a serious expression and stopped arguing with her.
It doesn't hurt you either.
Le Wuyou also walked over at this time, scanned the octagonal pavilion, and finally set his eyes on Yao Jia.
Yao Jia was wearing a white corseted silk gown with a light pink gauze blouse on the outside. Her long hair was untied and draped over her shoulders. She looked very lazy and comfortable.
Like a soft cloud in the sky, it makes people lower their voices unconsciously.
Yao Jia felt Le Wuyou's gaze and raised her head to look at him.