Poisonous Peasant 'Concubine'

Early the next morning, after the father and son had a routine of running and boxing, Ling Jingxuan pushed the cart to Yuehuagou. They were all going to the county town to go to the market today. He planned to get more fish and bring them directly to the town to sell. Forgot to tell the two buns, remember to turn off the fire when the medicine on the stove is ready, but he ignored their curiosity about men, and said they don't care about some things, but they are related by blood after all, how can they really not care at all.

Yan Shengrui has practiced martial arts all year round, and his hearing is very good. He basically knows everything that happened in this family, including the conversation between Ling Jingxuan and the two buns yesterday, and what Ling Jingxuan said about the wine and jam. Although he has lost his memory, many instincts still exist , the brief contact was enough for him to understand Ling Jingxuan's personality, and because of this, he became curious about him and never forgot.

Of course, this doesn't mean that he fell in love with Ling Jingxuan. It can only be said that he wants to know Ling Jingxuan more than recovering his memory, and wants to know more about him.

"This is your medicine. Daddy boiled black-faced mushroom paste this morning. You can eat it quickly."

The two buns hesitated outside the door for a long time, and finally pushed and pushed into the room. Ling Wenhu put the two large bowls in front of him with a serious face, and never looked at him, so he ignored the man's focused gaze, but Ling Wenhu Wu, although he was hiding behind Ling Wen, his eyes turned to the man from time to time. After his father told him, he realized that they really looked so alike, almost carved out of the same mold.

"You eat this every day?"

Knowing that the two children didn't want to see him, Yan Shengrui didn't pretend to be affectionate. He retracted his gaze and lowered his eyes to look at the dark black batter, with a few brown mushrooms floating in it. Thinking about the food that Ling Jingxuan brought over the past two days, it seemed that they were all like this Seeing something, Yan Chengrui raised his head, his deep and dark eyes slipped a touch of distress, he forgot everything, and naturally it is impossible to remember his own appearance, and he has been lying down for the past two days, and he has no chance to see what he looks like No matter what, he didn't feel much about the looks of the two buns, but when he looked at them, he always felt strange pity in his heart.

"What's the matter with eating this? It's good to eat."

Ling Wen was sensitive, thinking that he disliked their food, raised his head and stared at him fiercely with red eyes, clenched his small hands into fists, and his tightly pursed lips twitched faintly, showing his forbearance, Yan Shengrui Startled, then propped up his body: "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to dislike you, I just feel sorry for you."

I don't know why, but he just doesn't want the two children to feel dissatisfied with him. Perhaps, this is the so-called nature of father and son.

"If you really feel bad, why did you leave daddy and us at the beginning? We don't need your heart to feel bad."

After roaring angrily, Ling Wen pulled Ling Wu up, turned around and ran out. Yan Shengrui was a step too late in catching them, and it took a long time before he slowly retracted his outstretched right hand, with a helpless smile on his lips, It seems that the two little guys have a lot of resentment towards him.

The geographical location of Lingjia Village is relatively good, not far from the county seat. It takes about half an hour to walk, and it will be faster to take a bullock cart, but each person needs a copper coin, and the goods have to be paid separately. Ling Jingxuan caught four people today. Tongyu, with the help of Ling Jingpeng, a group of four pushed a cart to the entrance of the village for a ride.

Along the way, it was inevitable to be pointed at by others. The little buns who had managed to be more lively these days hid behind Ling Jingxuan in embarrassment. It was because they were too precocious and sensible, and they were more sensitive to other people's gossip and even abuse. uncomfortable.

"Xiaowen Xiaowu, a person's life is only a few decades, if you care about other people's eyes all the time, then your life is like a pair of pants, you have to worry about what other people fart, Don't care what they say, as long as our family lives happily."

Freeing his hands to pull out his two sons, Ling Jingxuan said with a smile, but his sharp Danfeng eyes did not show a smile at all. He may not care what others think of him, but he can't stand those people pointing at the two buns. , he remembered, one day he wanted those people to only look up to them.

"That's the reason, Xiaowen Xiaowu, they like to fart so let them go, let's ignore them."

Ling Jingpeng, who cared most about those gossips on weekdays, echoed abnormally. His young and handsome face was covered with thin sweat. After all, it was June, and even in the early morning, pulling things would be hot to death.

"Well, we got it."

Looking up at his father and then at his uncle, Ling Wen nodded solemnly, resolutely stopped hiding behind Ling Jingxuan, and led the little bun to walk beside them generously. But it seems to have grown up in an instant.

"Xiaowen, Xiaowu!"

Passing through the densely populated village, just at the entrance of the village, a clear and tender voice suddenly came over. Not far away from the direction where the population gathered, Tie Wazi sat on the bullock cart and waved to them enthusiastically, his rosy face was full of excitement. , there were two men standing next to them, one was tall and strong, not to mention handsome, but very manly, the other was petite and exquisite, fair and slender, seemingly fragile, but his eyes were sophisticated and tenacious. Everyone is wearing coarse linen clothes, but they can't find the slightest villager's breath from top to bottom. If they change into brocade clothes and jade clothes, they may make people think they are some powerful or young.

"Daddy?"

The two buns were obviously very happy, but instead of running over immediately, they turned to look at Ling Jingxuan.

"Go."

"Ah."

Ling Jingxuan, who was already drenched in sweat, smiled and nodded, and the two buns ran out happily, calling Tie Wazi's name and waving at him while running, Ling Jingxuan laughed and shook his head, this is what a five-year-old child should look like !

"They are Big Brother Zhao and Big Brother Han. On weekdays, Big Brother Zhao will do some ironwork in the town at home, and Big Brother Han will also drive a bullock cart to the village entrance to pull people to earn some money to subsidize the family during the fair. People in the village generally don't take their cars, and he doesn't make much money."

No wonder there was no one beside their ox cart. After hearing Ling Jingpeng's explanation, Ling Jingxuan curled his lips, unable to complain about the self-proclaimed 'noble' Lingjia Village, whatever he likes, as long as they don't come to provoke him. Otherwise, don't blame him for being rude.