"Let's go back after drinking. We don't want General Song's money. We should thank him." The old woman thanked her sincerely with red eyes.

Song Tingfan helped them to suffer the grievances, which had already spread throughout the capital.

They were already grateful, how could they collect their money?

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment and reacted, "The general and his wife have given you the order. You will have to rely on yourself for the future."

The old woman waved her hand, lowered her head and wiped her tired, "Everyone has money to settle down, you can go back."

The housekeeper couldn't give the money, so he asked someone to go back home and talked. Lin Qiao was helpless and warm, "Then come back."

If I couldn't give the money, I changed my way and booked all the inns in Beijing for a month.

Although it is not long, it can at least give them some time to buffer and decide where to go.

At the beginning, there weren't much living, but there were more people there later.

It was two days later when Song Tingfan learned about this matter. He still had some things he had not dealt with and had been busy outside the past two days.

When Song Tingfan heard Zhou Fu'an talk about this, he paused the pen in his hand, and soon the pen he laid was faster.

He wants to go home early.

Gao Qiang and Zhou Fuan looked at each other, then looked at Song Tingfan who was dealing with the matter in the hall. Finally, Gao Qiang spoke out, "General Song, why did you resign?"

The tone is strong and reluctant.

Song Tingfan looked up at them, pursed his lips, and said seriously: "Go home to accompany his wife."

Gao Qiang and Zhou Fuan didn't expect this explanation, and they were both a little surprised. Zhou Fuan could not understand him and couldn't laugh or cry, "General Song, no, although your wife is good-looking, it's not true."

Song Tingfan didn't say anything more.

Gao Qiang and Zhou Fu'an sighed for a long time. Finally, Gao Qiang reluctantly smiled and said, "Since the general is leaving, please invite us to have a bar. I don't know if we can see you again in the future."

"Yeah, come to the house."

Song Tingfan ignored them afterwards. He didn't put down his pen and ink until it was almost dusk and handed it over to Zhou Fu'an, "I'll leave these things to you."

Now the emperor has not said who will take over the position of general. Zhou Fu'an is the deputy general and should take over.

Zhou Fu'an reached out to take it, and he had a headache, "Damn, I hate these things the most. General, can you not leave? I will pack your meal for you in the future."

"No need, there are people cooking at home." Song Tingfan strode after saying that, as if he was a little anxious.

Zhou Fu'an: "..."

Gao Qiang: "..."

"Have you noticed that General Song's face has been rosy recently?"

"I want you to tell me, he suddenly laughed yesterday, which scared me so much that I was so scared that I heard from later that it was his wife who sent me food."

"I want to resign from my post, too. My wife has no children in her belly, so I have to work more."

"Go away, don't disgust me."

...

Here, General's Mansion

"Dad!" Lin Ling saw the tall man, and ran over to let him hug him. After picking him up, he looked at his face, which had already scarred.

He reminded him seriously: "Dad, don't buckle it, there will be seals if it is buckled."

After saying that, he quickly covered his mouth and looked like he was saying the wrong thing.

My mother said that I can’t say the scars on my father’s face, as my father will be sad.

He sniffed, "It's okay to have seals. I still like my father. I like it very much, a little less than my mother."

Song Tingfan naturally knew that Lin Qiao must have said something. He raised his hand and touched his head, "Okay, where is my mother?"

"Mom is making roast duck, it's so delicious." Lin Ling looked greedy.

The two of them went into the kitchen while talking. Lin Qiao happened to get the roast duck slices. Hearing the movement, he glanced at the two of them, "Wash your hands and have a meal."

"Zhou Fu'an, Gao Qiang is coming." Song Tingfan put down Lin Ling and helped lift the steamer up.

"How many are there?" Lin Qiao thought for a while, and fried some peanuts to serve them.

After a while, Zhou Fu'an and Gao Qiang came. Gao Qiang sniffed it, "It smells so good, the madam's skills are still as good as before."

Lin Qiao couldn't help laughing, "You go to the hall to have a meal first, there's another dish."

"No, no hurry, we are not hungry, stand here to steal some skills. My wife is pregnant, and she can't even eat me when I cook." Gao Qiang said a little depressed.

Zhou Fuan laughed unceremoniously, "It's good if your wife didn't say it was bad. I'm convinced of your skills, and it can even be hot with a hot dish."

"Bah, it's not washing the pot, don't ruin my reputation."

Lin Qiao was amused and glanced at Song Tingfan next to her. The one who cooked was delicious.

I found a treasure.

After dinner, Lin Qiao left the table for the three of them, and I don’t know how long it took Song Tingfan to come back.

The smell of alcohol all over his body.

Fortunately, Lin Ling was sleepy by Song Qinshi.

She stood up and held it, and the next moment she was pressed onto the bed by him, and said drunk: "My wife."

Lin Qiao: "..."

"Okay, get up quickly."

"Daughter-in-law, wife, wife... I hug you tightly, and you will not disappear."

...

On the day we left Beijing, the family got up early to clean up, and the housekeeper and servant had already handled it yesterday.

Lin Ling, who has always been in bed, got up earlier than anyone else and kept shouting to go home.

Lin Qiao's ears hurt, and she finally drove him out of the house.

After Chen Shi, I packed up all the things, loaded a carriage or two, and with the people, there were a total of three carriages.

Song Tingfan walked in front with Lin Ling in his arms, and Lin Qiao walked behind. Suddenly, he paused when he saw him, and she looked at the door.

A group of people, both men, women, young and old.

Suddenly an old woman knelt on the ground with a child, very grateful, "General Song, you can eat these cakes on the way, thank you for saving my grandson."

If Song Tingfan had not saved this child, his face would not have been hurt.

Lin Qiao also heard Zhou Fu'an say later. She looked at the man next to her, and he couldn't tell anything about his expression.

She knew that he was actually moved.

"General Song, thank you. If it weren't for your old bones, I would have no shame to see my ancestors."

"General Song, I will thank you for my whole family. Thank you for letting us behave properly."

"General Song, you will be rewarded with good people. You will have more children and more blessings, and you will live a hundred years of long life."
Chapter completed!