Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"Don't worry, big cousin, I know what to do."

Zhang Qing nodded firmly, everything they had was given by the eldest cousin, but when the eldest cousin left, he didn't want anything, even if he just arrived in the capital and didn't know the situation in the capital, but just by their identities Imagine, now that they are all grown up, not to mention helping the eldest cousin, at least they don't want to be his burden anymore, they will work hard to do what they should do.

Chapter 464 Meat dumplings making jokes

"Ah ah ah..."

Ling Jingxuan, who was still trying to say something, was suddenly interrupted by a loud cry of a baby. Everyone heard the sound and looked over, only to see the little dumpling lying in the stroller who didn't know when to wake up, all limbs in the stroller. The children jumped wildly, making ah-ah-ah sounds from time to time, trying to attract their attention.

"Uh-huh……"

Seeing that he looked over, the little guy laughed excitedly, turned to his side and wanted to get up. Although the weather was getting warmer and his clothes were a little less, he couldn't stand his flesh. Half of the decisiveness was caught by his own fat, and Bai Nenenen's little face was so red that he couldn't turn it over. Ling Jinghan and others who saw this situation for the first time opened their mouths slightly: "What does he want?"

Ling Jingxuan's forehead suddenly turned dark, can he say that his little dumpling just wants to turn over?

"I'll help you little boy."

It was so distressed that he couldn't see it anymore. Ling Wen walked over and flicked his hand, and the little dumpling finally turned over, but? ? "Wow wow." When he turned over and lay on the stroller, he found that he couldn't see anyone anymore, and immediately his little mouth slumped and wept. Ling Wen, who was helping out, was still a little helpless. Yan Shengrui quickly reached out his hand. He picked him up: "Okay, don't cry, didn't you want to turn over yourself? Why are you still crying?"

"Woooo..."

It seems that he felt the comfort of his father. The little dumpling grabbed his clothes with both hands, sobbing pitifully with tears in his eyes. He looked so distressed, and everyone in the room looked at him with distress. Ling Jingxuan is no longer able to complain about his young son. Although he does look a little thinner now, it seems that it is still difficult to reach the normal standard. It has been more than seven months, and he has turned over? ? His amount of exercise has to be increased.

"Big cousin, you really made the little dumplings into meat dumplings."

Looking at the cute dumplings with chubby white and tender meat, Zhang Yang blurted out.

"Snapped!"

"Can you talk? What is a meat dumpling? Babies are supposed to look good like this."

Zhang Qing slapped the back of his head with a slap, and while teaching his younger brother a lesson, he glanced at the meat dumpling nestled in Yan Shengrui's arms, a drop of cold sweat fell on his cheeks, cuteness is cute, it seems to be a bit meaty!

"Pfft haha.

Aware of Zhang Qing's thoughts, Yuan Shaoqi couldn't bear it any longer, he raised his head and laughed rudely. With him taking the lead, all the adults snorted and laughed, even Yan Xiaobei twitched his lips. Jiao, but Ling Wen glared at them, walked over and touched his brother's face to comfort him: "Don't pay attention to them, little dumplings, you are not fat at all, you are very beautiful, my brother likes you the most."

"Boom!"

After finishing speaking, in order to prove that what he said was sincere, Ling Wen leaned over and kissed his chubby cheek, and the little bun leaned over and kissed his other cheek: "That's right, little dumpling. If you don't have meat, you won't be a small dumpling, and the third brother also likes your meat."

"So is my brother, Uncle Yuan, they are all bad people, let's ignore them."

Afraid of the sadness of the little brother, Tie Wazi also joined the ranks of appeasing the little dumplings. A few little guys seem to have forgotten about it. The baby is only a few months old.

"Cough cough?? Don't get me wrong, little dumplings, my cousin didn't dislike you for being fat, come here, let my cousin hug you, I haven't seen you for a few months, I've grown up a lot since I left Lingjia Village, my cousin doesn't even recognize it. already."

Letting the children dislike it, Zhang Qing didn't dare to laugh anymore, and took the initiative to reach out and hug the child from Yan Shengrui's arms. He was really happy and liked his white and tender little face. Except for Yuan Shaoqi and Yan Shengrui, who wasn't flat, black and thin when they were young? The little dumpling's white and chubby show that their life is really good, and they can raise a fat son. He is happy from the bottom of his heart.

"Okay, let him go and play by himself in the walker, always hold and sink his hands."

Ling Jingxuan got up to pick up the child. Mrs. Long Zhang carried the little dumpling to pee before putting him in the walker. The little guy likes the walker the most. The little buns also joined the chase, only Yan Xiaobei was still sitting beside them, but his attention was always on the younger brothers.

"Several young masters, Xuanzhu Shengzhu, you are all here."

During the conversation, Song Shuisheng, who was taller than when they left, walked in from the outside. The moment he saw the children and Yan Shengrui, Song Shuisheng stepped forward excitedly. He was originally Ling Jinghan's book boy, but because of Ling Jingxuan's cultivation, he is now a scholar. The chief accountant of Ling's Brewing was already in charge, and he was only sixteen or seventeen.

"Brother Shuisheng (brother)"

Seeing him, the little buns rushed up, Song Xiaohu and Song Shuiling also cried out happily, Ling Jingxuan smiled brightly: "Yes, I'm getting more and more in charge, Shui Sheng, how are you at home?"

They were all cultivated by him, and he naturally felt a little more cordial to them. It was the first time he had been smiling like this since he came to the capital for a few months.

Xin, Yan Shengrui next to him also laughed when he saw this, and secretly thought about picking up his parents to the capital as soon as possible. Although the daughter-in-law didn't say it, she must miss them very much, right?

"Master Xuan!"

Song Shuisheng scratched his head embarrassedly, slightly pushed aside the young masters who were hugging him, and walked towards them, Ling Jingxuan gave him a sitting look, Song Shuisheng sat down after a moment of hesitation: "Master and Madam, they are all okay. , I miss you very much, especially when you just left, my wife always wipes tears with my uncle, but then they gradually focus on designing the flowers, and they also follow you to send back the essentials of the design. She kept it like a treasure. Now my wife and my aunt are the people who are responsible for designing the flowers in the Baiyun Pavilion factory. You know, sir, he treasures his little land and talks about growing the most delicious ones all day long. The food is brought to you, and the others are also very good. Now Yuehua Villa is a famous giant in Cangzhou, and there is a long steward of the palace to take care of it. Even the government dare not bully us. All the villages rely on our factory and Wang Shu’s house. Most people respect the old man and his wife, and the life of his wife’s family is getting more and more prosperous. During the Chinese New Year, the second old master’s flat wife is pregnant, and the old lady is in charge. He helped her to be his first wife, and now their family is very harmonious, but the Zhang family has come here to make trouble a few times, and once again??"

"Shuisheng!"

Song Shuisheng was cut off by Zhang Qing before he could finish speaking, and Zhang Yang's face also sank, Ling Jingxuan looked at them back and forth, and said clearly: "That kind of people, just drive them away, if they don't obey , let people be tied and sent to the government, there is no need to be arrogant for people who are not worthy."

The actions of the Zhang family are conceivable. Just like when he first started making money, don't the people from the Lao Ling family always want to come to bully him and take advantage? The more you get used to that kind of person, the more arrogant he will become, and if you make him terrified, he will naturally not dare to mess around.

"Well, we know that they just wanted to ask us for money, but my mother didn't give it. My aunt asked Lao Song and the others to drive them away. Later, they came twice when I was at home. The ancestral hall was moved out, and I gave them the land that my father left us before he died, on the condition that my father’s remains be moved to the cemetery we bought. They refused at first. We threatened to go to the government, and they would agreed."

Originally, he didn't intend to talk about this. If it wasn't for Ling Jingxuan who gave them the confidence, he wouldn't dare to leave the ancestral hall. Now they all think very clearly. The living are far more important than the dead. Why bother? Those worldly terms that kill their happiness?

"It's long overdue, isn't my aunt sad?"

Thinking of that beautiful but hard-working woman, Ling Jingxuan couldn't hide his heartache. This era is too harsh on women.

"It was inevitable at the beginning, but my mother figured it out very quickly. Now she is just like what Shui Sheng said. While supervising the affairs of the factory, she designs flowers together with her aunt, and she lives a fulfilling life."

After sweeping away the previous low pressure, Zhang Qing's face became a little better. As long as everyone is living well, the rest is not important!