Time passes silently in a quiet and silent manner.

Since Yang Chenglie talked with Yang Shouwen that day, the relationship between the father and son seems to be closer.

Before this, although Yang Shouwen and Yang Chenglie were already very close, in fact, there was always a layer of diaphragm in his heart.

And now, the diaphragm is gone!

When the father and son get along, it becomes more and more natural.

Yang Chenglie had no intention of becoming an official, and Yang Shouwen also lost his wish for his father to become a dragon.

Grandfather Yang Dafang left behind a legacy during his lifetime, which made Yang Shouwen dare not disobey. It was not only out of filial piety, but also the gratitude that Yang Dafang had worked hard to raise Yang Shouwen in Hugu Mountain for ten years. However, if he did not go to office, he would still have such a reputation. Otherwise, how could Yang Shouwen become that lighthouse and lead his young mother back?

"The flowers of water, land, grass and trees are very cute. Tao Yuanming of the Jin Dynasty only loves chrysanthemums. Since entering the Tang Dynasty, people have loved peonies. I only love the lotus that emerges from the mud but is not stained, washed in the clear water but is not in a smudge, straight in the middle and outside, without vines or branches, the fragrance becomes clearer and clear, and the pavilion is pure and planted, so you can see it from afar and not be fooled.

I say that chrysanthemums are the hidden flowers; peony is the wealth and honor of flowers; lotus is the gentleman of flowers. Alas! The love of chrysanthemums is rarely heard of. Who is the love of lotus? Peony love is suitable for the public."

Xingyang, Zheng Huaijie put down the article in his hand.

He closed his eyes and seemed to have a young man standing by the pond, but in the pond, a lotus bloomed.

"Erlang, is this Yang Dalang's new work?"

Zheng Jingsi hurriedly bowed and said, "That's right."

"Can someone catch a pen?"

Zheng Jingsi said: "I haven't seen it.

The child has been sending people to pay attention to it these days. Since that day, Yang Dalang has not walked out of the house. It is said that he was busy repairing the courtyard at home, and asked Yu Youdao to help him build the pond in the courtyard into a lotus pond.

This article was written by Yang Dalang after the Lotus Pond was repaired yesterday, after Yang Dalang stopped by the Lotus Pond for half an hour, and then wrote it in front of Yu Youdao. After that, he asked Yu Youdao to give this article to Ma Yilang, and Ma Yilang sent it to me. In this case, if Yang Dalang could still find someone to catch a pen, the child could only say that he had the ability of unpredictable ghosts and gods."

In fact, whether it is Zheng Huaijie or Zheng Jingsi, he always has a little doubt about Yang Shouwen's literary talent.

Now that this Ai Lian story appears in front of you, the doubts in the hearts of the Zheng family’s father and son also disappeared...

"This son has a noble character and is a famous scholar."

Zheng Huaijie sighed, and his face still showed regret.

Why is such a handsome man named Yang but not Zheng? Moreover, their surname is Yang, but the Yang family still refuses to recognize them. This is what makes Zheng Huaijie feel the most depressing.

"Erlang, do you think... can you let Yang Dalang change his surname?"

"ah?"

"His mother is a member of the Zheng family. If his surname is Zheng, I will ask the elders in the clan to allow him if I try this face. I will give my Zheng family all their strength to make him famous."

Zheng Jingsi's face turned red and red.

He could hear that my father really loved talent.

However, this also shows that my father is indeed very dissatisfied with their generation.

If you are satisfied, why bother to change your surname to a foreign surname? Although Yang Shouwen is also a descendant of a famous family and is not a low-class family, no matter what, the Yang family refuses to recognize him? If he can really change his surname, he will support him with the Zheng family. Within ten years, there may be a famous scholar named Zheng Shouwen in the world, which will make the Zheng family famous.

But the problem is, this is probably difficult.

Zheng Jingsi scratched her head and pondered for a moment and said, "The child is not sure about this matter, and Yang Wenxuan must agree."

"Well..."

Zheng Huaijie pondered for a moment, raised his head and said, "Try Yang Wenxuan's tone. If he agrees, no matter what requests he asks, as long as my Zheng family can do it, he will never refuse."

"Don't worry about this, my father. I know Yang Wenxuan quite well.

He is a bit old-fashioned and even a little stubborn, but he is definitely not a greedy person. If he agrees, it must be for Yang Dalang's future and there will be no demands; but if he objected, he probably wouldn't need to talk to him about this matter again."

Zheng Huaijie immediately laughed when he heard this.

"That's right, Yang Wenxuan is a scheming person. Didn't your third sister fall in love with him because of this?"

He stood up, wandered in the house for a moment, and then stopped and said, "No matter what, you will try to give it a try... Even if he doesn't agree, try to establish a good relationship with him. By the way, in two days it will be the Cold Food Festival, and Yang Wenxuan will definitely take Yang Dalang to Guangwu Mountain to worship your third sister. If you have nothing to do, you can take Zheng Qian and Wenxuan to walk with you."

When Zheng Huaijie heard this, he bowed and said, "Boy, understand!"

The Cold Food Festival is about to grow old, and the weather is a bit unpredictable.

The sun was shining the moment before, but the rain was drizzling the next moment.

The Yang family became lively, and everyone was packing their bags, busy inside and out.

Yang Chenglie wanted to take Yang Shouwen to Guangwu Mountain to worship his deceased wife. They were not ready to make a statement, but who expected that when Yang Chenglie told Song, Song immediately made a request to go to worship together. In Song's words: Sister Zheng is Nu's sister, and Alang went to worship. If Nu, the younger sister, didn't go, wouldn't it be called rude?

The reason seems to be a bit full.

It's like a little wife is visiting her. Even if the big wife has passed away, this little wife is still a little wife.

Yang Chenglie agreed to Song's request, but unexpectedly turned around and saw Yang Rui bringing Yang Qingnu with him.

"You guys are going too?"

"Yes, since we are going to worship the eldest lady, how can we not go?"

OK, it makes sense to say it well.

Yang Chenglie thought about it and agreed.

But after that, Song Sanlang also came over and said he wanted to go with him.

"Our family is going to worship, what are you going to do?"

"Brother, I have heard that Guangwu's scenery is very beautiful for a long time. It's time to see Qingming Festival coming, so we also want to see the beautiful scenery of the Central Plains."

Well, this family is going to go out for an outing.

Yang Chenglie seemed unable to find a reason to refuse, so he agreed.

However, as a result, more and more people were. Yang Chenglie simply decided to let Yang take Yanyue and Yang Moli.

Originally, Yang Chenglie wanted to call Jeddah, but Jeddah refused.

He doesn't like this kind of outing. In his opinion, it's better to practice guns by the river than to go outing...

"Brother, are you really not going?"

Yang Shouwen ran to ask about Jeddah, and saw Jeddah wave his hands repeatedly.

Once you leave, there is not even a doorman at home. There are so many Sishuichun in the house. If someone stole it, wouldn’t it be a big mistake? I will stay at home and can help you keep a look and practice guns by the stream.
Chapter completed!