Chapter 43 That's the third brother
Hearing his old man's words, Zong Shu paused, glanced at Zong Lansheng, then glanced at Xia Shangzhou, and responded, "Oh." After saying that, he got up and walked out of the study. The pear core in his hand raised back and threw it straight in the direction of Zong Ye.
Seeing this, Zong Ye didn't even bother to raise his head. With a wave of his big hand, the pear core flew to the other side. Xia Shangzhou looked at the movements of several people and couldn't help raising a beautiful arc at the corners of his mouth.
"Good grandson, Grandpa told you that I have three grandchildren." Zong Lansheng looked proud. Xia Shangzhou couldn't help but feel a little funny when he saw this.
Three? But aren't there only two sons in the Holy Palace?" Xia Shang and Zhou pretended to be surprised.
Zong Ye looked at Xia Shangzhou with a puzzled look and got up and said, "Who knows that this old rabbit stole the child there again, but it is his son."
Hearing Zong Ye's words, Zong Lansheng couldn't help but be a little angry. He stared at Zong Ye fiercely and said, "You little son of a bitch, how many times have I told you? That's your cousin, your third uncle's child. Is your boy itchy again?"
"Good, you're always right. calm down, calm down. Look at Xia'er's hard work, don't scare Xia'er." Zong Ye hugged Zong Lansheng and patted him on the chest and said.
At a glance, Zong Lansheng knocked off Zong Ye's hand on his shoulder, looked at Xia Shangzhou with a smile and said, "Good grandson, today's grandfather is happy. Grandpa will cook some good dishes in person, okay?"
Looking at Zong Lansheng with a flattering face, Xia Shangzhou couldn't help but feel slightly sad. How much he missed his granddaughter, but the former owner did not know the favor. In more than ten years, he only returned to the royal palace less than ten times, which made the old man look at her like this.
"Dunpa, why don't you sit down and let me cook today?" Xia Shangzhou pulled Zong Lansheng to the seat aside and said with a slight coquettishness.
The old man blinked his eyes, brushed his white beard on his chin and said, "Can Xia Xia cook?" Is Xia Xia cooking every day in the prime minister's house? That shameless thing, I think he is really tired of living.
Zong Lansheng looked angry and tried his best to find Xia Shi.
Looking at Zong Lansheng in such a way, Xia Shangzhou's forehead couldn't help sweating and said, "Grandpa, don't think so much. The prime minister didn't let me do anything."
"Really?" Zong Lansheng looked disbelieving.
"Really." Xia Shangzhou said helplessly.
"Old man, I'm back." Just as the two were deadlocked, Zong Shu's voice sounded outside. Xia Shangzhou heard it and hurriedly greeted him. When he stepped on the door, he saw a white figure in Zong Shu's hand.
Without looking at it, Zong Shu directly threw the figure in his hand to the ground. The man fell down beside Xia Shangzhou in pain. Xia Shangzhou blinked his eyes and moved to help him up.
He patted a little dust on his body, and the man looked up and smiled at her. Xia Shangzhou looked up and saw a handsome face, which was different from the domineeringness of Zongshu; Zong Ye's shallow fall out of the dust, but he showed a gentle scholarly meaning.
"My little sister is still good to me." When Xia Shangzhou helped him up, he held Xia Shangzhou in his arms, and a big hand also gently stroked Xia Shangzhou's hair.