Five years later.
Xie Yinyue has won the first place in the brocade weaving competition for four consecutive years, and she was in the limelight for a while.
On the contrary, Guo Zhinu fell silent.
Counting the two years when she was pregnant and gave birth to a child, she had not appeared at the Brocade Weaving Conference for six consecutive years.
Rumor has it that Guo Zhinu has exhausted her talents and Xie Yinyue has made a comeback.
Within five years, Xie Yinyue gave birth to her eldest daughter, Han Feihua, and her eldest son, Han Feiwu.
Since she married into the Han family, in addition to studying brocade weaving techniques, she has stayed at home to care for her husband and raise children, and has not participated in the Han family's business.
Han Xiyi also does not allow her to interfere in the Han family's business.
However, under her guidance, the Xie family gradually returned to its former glory.
The little Fang family, who was mute, gave birth to a son and a daughter after Fang Wushi, namely: the second son Fang Wumo, and the daughter Fang Wuhui.
Fang Chu cared about his wife and children, and never left Jiangnan since Qingyu became pregnant.
He deliberately controlled Xiao Fang's business scale.
Except for a few bamboo silk painting shops in the capital, all brocade workshops and businesses under Xiao Fang's name were distributed in the Jiangnan area.
However, he was good at business and had a great reputation, so he did not deliberately expand, and the business under his name grew day by day.
Starting last year, Shu Yaxing had to open two branches in Yunzhou and Jingzhou, with workshops and shops, and invested hundreds of thousands.
He promised Qingyue in the past and said he would take her with him no matter where he went, but he failed in the end because the children were too young, Fang Wumo was only four years old, and Fang Wuhui was two years old, so it was really inappropriate to take her out.
In early March, he took a long trip and didn't come back until later in the year.
When he entered the house, he asked Qingya, and Yuan'er replied that the young lady was studying in the R&D center, so he was not allowed to disturb her.
After freshening up, he felt tired, so he asked Fang Wushi to play with his younger brother.
He wanted to take a nap to avoid Qingya coming back and the family reunited, but he was low on energy.
He wore only his middle coat except his outer robe, and lay down on the Arhat bed in the study.
After relaxing, he soon fell into a haze.
Outside, Fang Wushi chirped like a sparrow.
Fang Chu did not feel that his son was noisy.
On the contrary, the sound made him feel at ease and at ease, making him realize that his relatives were by his side, and he no longer had the worries of running around.
Listening to his son's voice, the corresponding picture automatically appeared in his mind: "Oh, I dug another one."
"Wu Mo, pick it up."
"Wu Mo, you come and dig.
You dig and I pick."
This is them digging for cicada monkeys.
"Heizi, break the willow branch for me."
"Okay.
I want a few, bro."
"Fold a lot.
Weave a flower basket and put flowers in it."
"I can't."
"Oh, you are so stupid.
Mom knows how to do it."
"Then I'll fold it and ask Sister Ximei to help you make it up."
"Hurry up and fold it."
This is Xiao Heizi taking them to break willow branches to play.
"I planted this tree that year."
"You lied" "I really did it.
If you don't believe me, ask the young master."
"How to insert" "Just cut off a branch from the willow tree and stick it in the soil.
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It's very simple."
"Then I'll plant one too.
When it grows up, this tree will be mine."
"You, go get the sickle, brother, I want to plant trees."
"yes."
"Wu Mo, you can insert one too.
Let's see which one grows faster between us."
Fang Chu had already fallen asleep, and his voice gradually stopped coming.
Suddenly, he woke up again.
I heard Yuan'er shouting at people in a low voice outside: "The eldest young master is sleeping.
You and your brother are making noise here."
"I said to go to the back garden, but my brother refused."
"Oh, Brother Shi, my little ancestor should go play somewhere else.
How can the young master sleep if he makes such a fuss?"
"That's not what my father said.
He can only sleep when he hears us arguing and doesn't feel flustered."
"You're such a good talker."
"I didn't make it up, dad said it."
Fang Chu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, imagining the confrontation between Yuan'er and his son.
"Then you should keep your voice down, I can hear you making trouble from afar."
"If there's any trouble, I'll talk to Heizi and my brother."
"Ah, Brother Mo has spoken."
Yuan'er's voice was urgent and surprising.
"Not yet.
Wumo, call me brother."
"Wu Mo, open your mouth, brother" "Brother Mo, scream and scream" "Wu Mo, brother, please, just call me.
Dad said, if I can teach you how to speak, buy a pony for me.
Just call me, brother, please speak."
Fang Chu couldn't sleep peacefully and pricked up his ears expectantly.
Fang Wumo is four years old and can’t speak yet.
Two-year-old Fang Wuhui can call him father and mother.
Fang Chu and Qingya were very worried, especially Qingya, thinking that their son had inherited his mute disease.
However, both Mingyangzi and Liu Xin said that there was nothing wrong with Fang Wumo and that he could speak.
They asked them to give him more guidance and he might speak one day.
Qingya was no longer anxious now, but Fang Chu was still anxious.
Therefore, the maid and nanny beside Fang Wumo teased him all day long.
Fang Wushi worked the hardest.
In order to amuse his younger brother, he almost became a chatterbox.
But Fang Wumo didn't know what was wrong, he just refused to speak.
One time, Fang Wushi got angry and pinched his younger brother's butt so hard that Fang Wushi cried loudly in pain.
She cried loudly, and while crying, she rushed forward to fight with her brother, beating, scratching, and kicking her.
She was very fierce, but she still refused to say a word.
It was really admirable.
From then on, Fang Wushi felt really scared when facing his younger brother and did not dare to bully him.
Fang Chu didn't wait for his youngest son to speak.
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He was disappointed and fell asleep again.
I don't know how long he slept before he woke up.
This time I woke up completely.
It wasn't because I was woken up, but because I felt that there was no sound outside in the hazy moment, I suddenly woke up completely with a start.
After calming down for a while, he found himself at home and settled down again.
He lazily turned over, facing outward, and waved his arm, resting on a soft body, with thin tentacles on the curvy waist.
It's Ya'er who's back He curved his mouth and asked in a deep voice: "You are back?"
On the one hand, he brought his arms into his arms, wrapped around the soft body, and reached up with his palms, accurately grabbing one side of the bulge and holding it.
He just covered it, and it felt like it was hot.
He suddenly let it go and asked: "Who?"
Then with a strong push, the man was pushed off the bed.
He and Qingya have been husband and wife for these years, and they are very aware of the changes in her body shape.
After giving birth to three children, Qingya is of moderate size, just enough for him to cover her with the palm of his hand.
This person was much plumper, and he felt something was wrong as soon as he touched it.
At the same time, he also smelled a sweet fragrance in his nose, and Qingya never liked to put fragrant rice and fragrant lotion on his body, nor did he like to incense in the house.
He was familiar with her body fragrance.
He was so surprised that he suddenly sat up and looked towards the ground.
It turns out to be a pure heart.
She was pushed down, extremely ashamed, and knelt in front of the bed with her head bowed.
Fortunately, he was neatly dressed and his hairpin was not messy or half-covered.
Fang Chu was surprised and angry.
He stared at her sharply and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Chixin murmured: "When I saw the young master's quilt slipping, I helped cover it up.
Unexpectedly, the young master was shocked."
One wears another, and once it wears on, five years pass.
I hold back and whisper, begging for a monthly pass.
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