Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

He remembered that after Dad bought them pen, ink, paper and inkstone, for a long time, they practiced calligraphy on the sand table, because Xiaowen always said that pen, ink, paper and inkstone were expensive. write on.

"Don't be afraid to give birth to a brother, I have money!"

Having said that, the little dumpling was really stupid and stupid and picked up his small purse, ready to take out the change in it and give it to him, Tie Wazi couldn't help laughing, and didn't forget to grab his hand: "Silly dumpling, That's all in the past, and now we're not short of money."

From here, it is not difficult to see why they love the little dumplings, right? He is not only their pistachio, but also very caring, often unconsciously warming their hearts.

"Oh!"

The little dumpling nodded, swiping at the bracelet on his wrist, and the little dumpling pulled him and asked curiously, "Brother Sheng, why are you wearing this all the time? They don't seem to be wearing it, no, Daddy. They didn't wear them either."

"This one."

Lifting up his hand wearing the wide-brimmed bracelet, Tie Wazi pretended to think deeply before saying, "This is given to me by someone who is very cold, but who treats me very well. I made a promise with him that when I meet him again, Before, Sikong Qi could never be taken off, but he still remembers his appearance, the bracelet on his wrist always reminds him intentionally or unintentionally, once his father and the others asked him about the bracelet, and he answered the same way at that time. , He remembered that Daddy seemed to have red eyes, he was too young at that time and didn't know what was going on, but now he vaguely understands it, but he didn't think about it, who can tell what will happen in the future?"

"Why?"

The little dumpling obviously didn't understand what he said, and the three brothers and sisters of the Yang family also blinked their eyes in confusion.

"Okay, let me tell you that you don't understand, so let's practice calligraphy."

Tie Wazi shook his head, reached out and patted Xiao Tuanzi's buttocks, Xiao Tuanzi pouted and said nonchalantly: "I hate it, people don't like to practice calligraphy, sister, let's go to Dad and they play, okay?" Calling is hard work, so he doesn't want to practice calligraphy.

"But Brother Tuanzi, you said you want to practice calligraphy with me!"

The little girl blinked and looked at him innocently, the little dumpling's fleshy little face suddenly wrinkled into a ball, the little mouth pouted more and more, and it was obvious that the whole body was not covered.

"Squeak!"

The door of the study was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and seeing Ling Jingxuan and Chu Yunhan with sharp eyes, the little dumpling immediately left them and ran over to hug Ling Jingxuan's legs: "Daddy!"

Don't mention how bright the little guy smiles, Daddy must have come to play with him.

"Father Gān (Uncle Ling), Uncle Chu"

Tie Wazi then brought Yang Shu and the others over, Chu Yunhan picked up Yang Liu habitually, and Ling Jingxuan also bent down and picked up his meat dumplings: "Hehe? Didn't you say you were practicing calligraphy? Let Daddy take a look. What have you written?"

"Daddy, don't look at it, they didn't practice calligraphy."

Seeing that he really hugged him and walked over, Xiao Tuanzi remembered wow, he knew that Ling Jingxuan and Chu Yunhan would look at each other and smile. Compared with Xiaowen and the others, this child was completely the opposite type. Take the initiative to practice calligraphy, I am afraid it will rain red.

Chapter 619 Convince the Yang family three buns

"Does Xiao Liu'er practice calligraphy? Can you show Uncle Chu?"

Chu Yunhan, who was holding Yang Liu, smiled and relieved the little dumpling. Yang Liu blushed and said in a low voice embarrassedly: "The writing is not good-looking, Uncle Chu, don't read it."

Danzi's brother was always dragging her around to play, and she didn't have time to practice calligraphy. She couldn't even write the simplest characters.

"The character is well written."

However, they were obviously a step slower. Ling Jingxuan on the other side had already picked up the rice paper they were writing on before, and the little dumpling in his arms immediately said proudly, "I wrote that."

"Really? Didn't you say you didn't practice calligraphy?"

Ling Jingxuan glared at him with his lips hooked, deliberately making fun of him, the little dumpling became anxious and blurted out, "I wrote that to accompany my sister."

"accompany?"

Words can also accompany? This time, not only Ling Jingxuan, but even Chu Yunhan let him be completely confused. Which country invented this?

"Hehe, daddy, it was the little dumpling who disturbed Liu'er's calligraphy practice, so he wrote his personal calligraphy to accompany Liu'er."

Tie Wazi next to him stepped forward in time to explain their confusion.

"Just you ghosts!"

Hearing this, Ling Jingxuan and Chu Yunhan couldn't help but laugh. The two of them stabbed his head with their fingers at the same time, thinking they were complimenting him.

"Okay, Tiewazi, help me take the little dumplings out to play for a while. I have something to tell Xiaoshu and the others alone."

After laughing, Ling Jingxuan put the little dumpling down.

"I want to be with my daddy too"

"Come on, haven't you been yelling that you want to go out to play? Let's go, I'll take you to play."

The little dumpling refused to obey, but was pulled out by Tie Wazi. After leaving the study, Tie Wazi did not forget to close the door for them. The troublesome little guy left. Ling Jingxuan found a chair and sat down. Yang Shu, Yang Huai, and Chu Yunhan also walked over with Liu'er in their arms.

"Uncle Ling."

Standing in front of him, the two children let out an obedient cry, and Ling Jingxuan touched them respectively: "Xiaoshu, Xiaohuai, and Liuer, you have been here for a few months, are you still used to the life here? Everyone is right. How are you all? Before the official start, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but say a few words. There is no way. The children are too young.

They would probably be disgusted by rashly asking them to be Yun Han's sons. "

"Well, everyone treats us very well, and the brothers also love us very much."

The three brothers and sisters all had a strange look on their heads. Yang Shu looked at his brother and sister respectively before nodding and said, compared to the life in the mountains, this place is like going to the sky, not only will he not be hungry again, but he will always wear clothes It's clean new clothes. The most important thing is that no one has ever called my sister a monster. Everyone treats them very well. The brothers will teach them to read whenever they have time. Biting them and letting them toss on them casually.

"Okay, I've always been afraid that you won't be used to it, but I'm too busy to take care of you all the time."

Touching his little face, which was obviously getting some flesh, Ling Jingxuan sighed and continued: "Xiaoshu, there is something I think it is necessary to clarify with you, although you may not understand, but you have the right to know, Your grandfather Zhuohan is actually the patriarch of the Wusun tribe, the largest tribe in the southern border. He was killed before he ended up in the Shanhai tribe?"

Ling Jingxuan told them everything about Zhuohan in the simplest and most understandable way possible. Yang Liu must not understand, and Yang Shu and Yang Huai only understood part of it, but they were still sensitive and red-eyed, after all Zhuohan and the others have only passed away for a few months, and the children cannot forget it so quickly.

"Uncle Ling"

After listening to him, the two children cried and rushed into his arms. Ling Jingxuan sighed helplessly and hugged them to comfort them in a low voice. On the other side, Liu Er saw the two brothers crying, and her eyes were also red, but there was Chu Yun. Han hugged her, but didn't really cry.

"Xiaoshu, Xiaohuai, are you better? Can you listen to me?"

After a while, realizing that the frequency of their choking was getting smaller and smaller, Ling Jingxuan pushed them away a little bit, and the two brothers with tears still hanging from the corners of their eyes nodded choked: "Okay."

Seeing their appearance, Ling Jingxuan suddenly couldn't bear it, but he couldn't help but say it.

"Xiaoshu, Xiaohuai, to be honest, I will go to the Wusun tribe tomorrow at the latest. After solving the problem of the tribe, we may be leaving the southern border. Before leaving, I hope you can choose for yourself. If I go back to the capital, I will go back to the Wusun Department.”

"Uncle Ling doesn't want us?"

Just as Ling Jingxuan finished speaking, the two sensitive children looked at him with teary eyes, Ling Jingxuan hurriedly said: "How could it be? How could Uncle Ling not want you? It's just that the Wusun Department should still have your relatives, if you want to go back , if they are willing to take care of you, I will respect your opinion, but if the Wusun clan already has a new patriarch or a child with red eyes, I cannot let you stay in the Wusun clan, otherwise Liu Er will Being executed is something I absolutely don't want to see."

He is still the same as before, whether the children understand or hide anything from them, he will say whatever he needs to say.

"I want to be with Uncle Ling, not them."

Yang Huai cried and threw himself into his arms again, he didn't understand what he said at all, but subconsciously chose Ling Jingxuan, chose this home, and didn't want to leave them.

"I don't want them either."

Yang Shu lowered his head, his small hands tightly grasped a sleeve of Ling Jingxuan's sleeve, he liked Uncle Ling, liked everyone in this family, and didn't want to be separated from them.