The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Chapter 1250 Drawing a Clear Line

"Brother, I'll stay here, you and sister-in-law can go back and rest."

Master Wan said, "He's singing opera at home so late at night, how can your sister-in-law and I sleep?"

Wan Lianxing had been scolded by Master Wan today. He was thick-skinned and didn't take it to heart, but he said, "Brother, Lianxing has realized his mistake. I will definitely not run out to watch a play in the future. I will be diligent in government affairs and never slack off."

"You must remember what you said. You are the ruler of a country. You cannot be like ordinary people and indulge in singing, dancing and beauties. Otherwise, sooner or later you will neglect your government affairs."

"I wasn't greedy. It was the wind that called me. Otherwise, how could I have gone to such a smoky place to have fun? I regretted it after I went there. I secretly made up my mind at that time that I would never go to the theater again!"

"Uncle..."

Wan Lianxing gave Cheng Feng a hint to keep silent, which clearly meant that he wanted Cheng Feng to be a scapegoat. Cheng Feng had no choice but to take the blame for being ignorant and shut his mouth.

It is not difficult to imagine that Master Wan scolded Cheng Feng again. Cheng Feng also regretted it in his heart. You know, listening to a play can cause so many problems. Even if Shi Hongshang put a knife on his neck, he would not go, let alone take Cheng Youning with him. He has no thoughts in his mind now. His eyes and mind are full of Cheng Youning singing. He is looking forward to when his son can sober up. If he continues to sing like this, he doesn't know what his father will do to him.

Now that she knew why Cheng Youning went crazy, Shang Xi was no longer afraid. She stood there with her arms folded, staring at Cheng Youning going crazy. It was embarrassing, but it wasn't her Shang Xi who was embarrassed. This child's voice was good, like a trumpet, and he had been singing for so long without becoming hoarse. However, Shang Xi speculated that if he continued to sing like this, it wouldn't be long before this child would get tired of singing, and when he was tired, he would go to bed obediently.

But things are unpredictable, Cheng Youning was unexpected, and after another hour, the child still hadn't stopped, nor did he show any intention of sobering up. But it was understandable, a seven-year-old child drank two pots of wine, what a concept, and he should be thankful that he didn't get drunk.

This was the time when people were most sleepy and tired. No one in the room spoke, and everyone stared at Cheng Youning. Cheng Feng looked at his pocket watch, and then said to the people in the room: "This wine has a strong aftereffect. I don't think Cheng Youning will wake up for a while. With his good voice, he should be able to sing for another hour. You all should go back and rest. You won't stop even if you stay here and watch him!"

At this time, Master Wan stood up, shook his head, and walked out the door. Madam Wan followed closely behind him. Before leaving, she did not forget to remind Cheng Feng and Shang Xi: "Ask the kitchen to make some ginseng soup for my grandson. He will not be able to bear singing all night like this."

Wan Lianxing also stood up and said to Cheng Feng and Shang Xi, "Don't be afraid, the two of you. Let the child make a fuss for a while. This is more reassuring than watching him lying unconscious on the bed. I'll go see my eldest brother and sister-in-law, and then I'll go back."

Cheng Feng said, "Uncle, I'll take you there later."

"No, you take care of Cheng Youning!"

When Wan Lianxing stood up, everyone had to kneel down and greet him. They could not stand up until he left. At this time, Yuhua, who was kneeling on the ground, helped Shang Xi up and whispered, "Why did I feel like the emperor was laughing when he turned around just now?"

Shang Xi said with an annoyed look: "How can I not smile secretly? It's a pleasure to be with Cheng Youning. It would be strange if I didn't smile!"

Yuhua said with some concern: "This child has been singing for such a long time, isn't he tired?"

Shang Xi said: "He has only listened to the opera for three days. If he had listened to it for three months, he would definitely be even crazier than he is now."

When Cheng Feng and Cheng Youning were beaten, Cheng Feng thought that it was an exaggeration to punish Cheng Youning for singing a few lines of opera. Now it seems that he thought the problem was too superficial. A lazy child like Cheng Youning should not be allowed to come into contact with opera at all.

After that, Cheng Feng tried to hug Cheng Youning many times, but he succeeded only when the roosters crowed in the morning. Cheng Youning suddenly yawned, then hugged Cheng Feng's neck and said, "Daddy, my throat hurts, give me some water to drink!"

Cheng Feng smiled when he heard this: "Do you know you are thirsty?"

Cheng Youning closed his eyes and put his head on Cheng Feng's shoulder, nodding slightly. Shang Xi brought a glass of water and said to Cheng Youning, "Drink it, great hero."

Cheng Youning said in a daze: "Dad, why did I hear my mother's voice?"

Cheng Feng smiled and said, "You are dreaming, get up and drink some water."

"Daddy, I'm out of strength." Cheng Youning said and fell asleep without raising his head or opening his eyes.

"Hey, this kid, he didn't feel tired after singing all night, but he has no energy to drink water." Cheng Feng had no choice but to put him on the bed. He looked at Shang Xi and said, "Wife, you stay here to take care of our son. I'll go to his grandparents and report on Cheng Youning's situation."

Shang Xi raised the corner of her mouth as if to smile, said nothing, and sat on the bed.

"Eh? What's that expression on your face? Why are you still smiling like that?"

"Did I laugh? Can I still laugh?"

"You must have laughed."

"Humph, I laugh at your ability, father and son. It's ok to cause chaos, but who can stand such humiliation?"

"If you want to talk about shame, it's our son who is embarrassed. It has nothing to do with us. We must draw a clear line between ourselves and this brat."

Shang Xi touched Cheng Youning's rosy little face and said, "I think I should draw a clear line between you and your son, otherwise it will be bad."

"That won't do!" Cheng Feng put his head on Shang Xi's shoulder, and his words were hoarse, which was probably because he was angry with Cheng Youning.

Shang Xi shook his shoulders and said, "Go and tell his grandparents, and send someone to give a message to my uncle. They must be thinking about him."

Only then did Cheng Feng leave.

Cheng Youning slept until the afternoon. When he woke up, only Qiao Rong was beside him. At this time, he didn't know what happened to him. "Qiao Rong, give me some water."

Qiao Rong quickly poured water for Cheng Youning and asked as he poured water: "Young Master, are you awake?"

Cheng Youning said listlessly: "Well, what time is it? Am I late for bed? Where's my dad?"

"The young master is not in the yard."

"Ah? My father can go out now, and there's no need to copy the family rules?" Cheng Youning's eyes suddenly lit up with excitement.

"Madam Wan said that the family rules must be copied, but the young master has a lot of things to do, so he can leave your courtyard."

Cheng Youning threw the blanket aside and said excitedly: "Then I can go out too. I have a lot of things to do too!"